Silky sheets softly caressed my skin that I moaned in sheer delight. This is probably one of the best sleeps I've ever had. Not to mention the most fragrant one too.

Ever felt like you're placed in a comfy cottony mattress where everything just feels...so right you have no plans on opening your eyes or even leaving the bed?

That each move after the other is like a soft caress lulling you deeper into relaxation? That  snuggle after  snuggle's  like a warm embrace you'd want to savor for as long as you can?

That's what I feel.

What scent is this anyway?

I don't remember changing the bed covers. I don't even remember buying any fabric conditioner. I didn't, did I?

I'm certain I lack the budget for that.

Savoring the euphoric feeling the cushy and comfy bed is giving me, I laid on my stomach then began snuggling with the fine covers and pillows. I could do this all day.

I sniffed, and then sniffed some more letting a satisfied sigh escape my lips. This scent may be new to me but I'm far from complaining. In fact, I find it soothing.

It feels..good. Better even.

I began stretching my arms until I felt my muscles relax.

Why do I feel like I aced physical education by performing all the exercises in one go?

I didn't do much. Not in school at least.

I'm not even physically fit-well my body may say otherwise but looks can be deceiving. More like my diet list includes skipping meals to stretch my budget, walking-running my way to school to save, stretch-stretch-stretch-save-save-save to survive.

Yeah, that's pretty much it.

Loudly yawning, my hand tried grasping for another pillow, pulling it so I could place my leg over-

Wait a second.

The sudden ache that registered into some of my functioning brain parts made me stop whatever lazy morning routine I was about to do. My brain knows I'm in pain and exhausted but I when I moved my legs all the pain I felt dissipated and my foggy mind zeroed in on to one of my most feminine part.

Disoriented, I did what my reflex urged.

My hand went down to touch it, and as soon as I did, the relaxed feeling I'm trying to take full advantage of quickly turned into horror when one terrifying thought dawned on me.

I'm naked!

"Are you done teasing?"

My eyes shot wide open and an ear-piercing shriek emanated from my vocal cords out to my mouth that even I winced. Clouded with hysteria, I pulled the sheets to cover myself as I backed away.

Who was that?!

I don't remember sharing the house with someone else. Let alone allow him to sleep on the same bed with me practically naked!

I clasped the covers firmly to hide as much skin as possible.

I'm naked.

I'm sore.

A male voice just spoke.

Series of questions piled up into my head that it started to throb.

Did I just..?

Did we just..

No way!

Is that..is that..blood?!

Mentally deranged and agitated, I stared at the blood-stained covers feeling flustered and horrified almost instantaneously. Rushing, I pulled the sheets to hide the absolute evidence of what happened.

What exactly happened?

What did I do?

What in the world have I been doing?!

Why am I NAKED?!

"I suppose you don't remember anything." There's that voice again. Knitting my brows, I lifted my gaze to see who this mystery man is.

I may be open to the idea of socialization but so far, I only got three friends to socialize with. Not that I was looking for anyone else to add up to the circle.

Daniel.

Crap!

How did he..

How did we..

Confused and conflicted, I examined the white and wide walls-

Another life-altering discovery.

My walls aren't white. And they're definitely not wide either.

This isn't my house!

No wonder the bed felt different. The silky sheets, the scent, the pillows. Everything felt different.

What the hell did I do last night?!

What did we do last night?!

-Seriously Alex? Must you make yourself more stupid and idiotic than you already are by raising the question?

Oh my-

A tune pulled me from recalling last night's event. My eyes immediately zeroed in on the masculine arms of the manly figure mannishly leaning on the dooframe several feets away from the bed.

Daniel.

The Daniel Andrews.

He's fully clothed now.

I have no idea if I should be glad or mortified.

One, something definitely happened.

Two, I did it with the guy in front of me.

Three, I can't remember anything.

I did the deed with him, didn't I?

It's going to be so messed up if there was another guy.

"I'll be back." Was all he said before heading out.

Instantly, as soon as he was out of sight, I scrambled my way out of the bed-the sheets be damned!

Screw it!

This is not the time to be all dazed and confused and conflicted! This is the perfect time to bolt. Like really fast and well maybe not furious but I really need to get the hell out this place! Really fast and FRANTIC!

My clothes!

I swear I wore each garment I had like my life depended on it not caring if I tore the seams along the process. I need to get dressed before he comes back.

The covers!

Where could he be storing the spare sheets? Turning here and there, I searched for the linens like a woman on a mission. Hopping several times to zip my jeans so I could proceed to changing the linens.

I can't leave the innocent-looking mattress corrupted! I need to take it off. I need to change the sheets to save myself from further humiliation and yeah to at least spare whatever dignity I have left.

Dashing to what seemed like a walk-in closet, I spotted my unkempt hair when I passed by a full-length mirror.

Screw it!

Setting the thought of tidying myself up aside, I marched in to get the spare sheets.

I nearly squealed when I heard his approaching voice draw near.

Relax will you?!

Just breathe Alex.

Breathe.

I flattened the newly placed covers to ease the crease fully aware of my trembling fingers and shaky knees.

I feel like I'd fall over in a single poke. I feel jittery and the only thing that's keeping me somewhat functional is the need to fight and flight.

To man up and face this mortifying ordeal and to leave as soon as possible.

That's  it.

You can do this.

Your dad did not name you Alex for nothing. You can be anything. And right now, you need to face him-and then flee afterwards.

I placed the pillows properly and then proceeded to folding the stained fabrics immediately tossing them on the couch situated across the large spacious room, and then swiflty turning around afterwards.

Whew!

Panting, I forced a smile when I met Daniel's perplexed gaze. He had his hand on his ear with his phone. Brows raised and mouth slightly agape.

Great, he's probably wondering what the hell happened.

"I uh, the covers. I changed them. Them sheets, they're stained so I uh..yeah, change them."

Holy cow!

Really Alex?!

I badly want to shut my eyes tight in embarrassment. I sounded like a toddler struggling to from a coherent sentence.

This is so messed up!

"I see." He eyed the bed and his deep-in-thought look magnified the uneasy feeling I'm currently bearing right now.

Just leave already moron!

Say goodbye and then leave!

"So uh, I'm really sorry if I pried into your personal belongings but I uh, I swear I didn't take anything! I just changed the sheets, that's all-"

Great! Now he might get suspicious.

Just say goodbye!

"All I'm saying is that uh, I uh, I'm actually-"

"A virgin."

"Yes! That's what I've been trying to sa-what??"

I feel like my brain stopped operating.

What did he say?

"You're a virgin." I blinked. Speechless.

Oh.

That's.. ironically the least of what I'm expecting him to say.

No-actually I never expected any of this AT ALL!

Never in my life did I imagine waking up in a stranger's house-tucked in his extremely comfy bed deflowered-Okay, that term's probably an awful selection but still!

"Well, was. You technically popped the cherry last night." What a dimwitted thing to say Alex.

"And.. I really shouldn't have said that." The last statement was mumbled more to myself than for him to hear when I realized my error. He probably thinks I'm an idiot now.

Actually, I never should've said anything.

Could this day get any worse?

"I was just...really. .leaving." I faked a laugh. One that possibly made me look like a constipated chimp. I fished for some bills in my pocket and then I started walking towards the door. Where he's currently standing.

"Here. For the laundry..and for last night." After handing him the money I dashed towards the exit as fast as I can. Not daring to look back.

Of course I had a hard time finding my way out because as cliche' as it's gonna sound, the house is enormously gigantic. I may be exaggerating, but how am I supposed to describe it?

I almost tripped down the stairs, afraid he might suddenly appear out of nowhere.

I can't afford another face-off.

Where's the door?!

Bolting as fast as I can, I exited the mansion feeling my limbs tremble after each passing stride.

-

"Where were you last night?"

Oh.

This. Of course, is anticipated.

I was in the kitchen. In my own house, at two in the afternoon.

Penny showed up on my doorstep hours ago claiming I left her at the club with Chloe and Jade. She was upset that I went off without even telling her and the other two while I on the other hand was so close to asking her what happened last night.

I honestly can't remember anything.

Did I drink too much alcohol?

Is that why?

And how did I end up in Daniel's house?

How did we even meet?

What the hell did I do?

How did we ended up in bed?

"Hello? Earth to Alex? Stop daydreaming you idiot!" The slap on my head pulled me off trance. Rubbing the stinging spot where Penny just hit, I noticed I was still licking the spoon I previously dipped inside the peanut butter jar.

The moment I took the spoon out of my mouth, Penny's face twisted with disgust. She hates it when I do this.

"You're disgusting you know that?"

She hates peanut butter.

"Why do you keep on buying that thing anyway? And you still haven't answered my question. Where were you last night?"

Great.

Clicking my tongue while I placed the butter coated spoon back into my mouth, I crafted a lie.

"I was here." I shrugged. Trying to act cool, to appear nonchalant. Trying to convince her that I went home and that the act's nothing out of the ordinary. Her eyes narrowed into slits, meaning she's inspecting whether I'm telling her the truth or not.

Crap!

Why do most women suffer trust issues anyway?

I did my best to meet her gaze. To not look away. I was so focused on not losing this staring contest that I swear my eyes are about to twitch while I crossed my fingers hoping the lie would be enough to convince her.

I can't tell her I had sex with a stranger!

One that's not so strangery kind of stranger because I happen to know-we happen to know who that guy is.

"So you basically left me with those wasted bitches." She lowly spat.

I blew an amount of air. Grateful that she found sense upon my made-up rationale.

"Come on Penny. You love them, and I know you had fun with them last night. Otherwise, the three of you would've crashed here earlier than sunrise."

She huffed rolling her eyes.

"We went to the club so you would have fun. Turns out you fled the moment we blinked."

Well my memories disappeared faster than a blink, because the moment I opened my eyes I was totally stunned and stupefied.

I basically went on from screaming, to stuttering, to bolting-in short, I acted like an idiot weirdo in front of Daniel Theodore Andrews.

I'm am so screwed.

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A/N: Hi guys, vanleigh here, hoping you'd support Misfit. I've only been on wattpad for a few months so I would love to hear from you-make some friends or things like that.

Stay safe!