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The feeling of being asleep, but still awake. This feeling of floating, and being able to hear everything that happens. But to not really be there. It was a drought that brought me out of this torpor.

I had a shiver. So I felt "awake" for real this time. I could feel the softness of the sheets on my skin. I could also smell a sweet scent but assured at the same time. I could hear water running in the next room. I stretched and yawned. Then I opened my eyes slowly. I was blinded by the light so I hid my face immediately under the blanket.

That's when I saw the horror and finally realized what was happening. OH MY GOD. I was naked under the blanket !! I immediately sit down on the bed looking around me. The window was open. The curtains floated slightly. I wondered where the hell I was and how I got here. I was desperately looking for  my belongings scattered all over the place without daring to get out of bed.

I saw a black shirt on the floor, right next to the bed. I leaned over, holding the blanket against my chest in modesty, to pick it up. He was far away. I leaned down even lower. I reached out to reach it. A little more effort ... Got it! I touched it with my fingertips when I felt my body fall into the void. I felt myself falling to the ground in slow motion. My skin hit the cold ground. I took the blanket with me in my fall. I struggled to get out of it. Finally, I took my head and my arms out of this fluffy trap and searched for this fucking shirt.

Once I found it, I put it on. Oops. It was a little too oversized but it does not matter, I had to get out of here. I could still hear the shower running. Perfect, I'll just get out of this place without being seen.

Suddenly, the perfume of the shirt filled my nose. A smell of man's perfume. Sudden images, like flashes, invaded my head. I was kissing someone. I remember the feeling of my fingers passing through his curly hair. I shook my head. I got up quickly and looked for my phone. Too bad for my things, I'll come back to take them. I found my phone under pants, I looked at my message. '8 messages from Harry'

Harry !! I had forgotten our meeting at the cafe!  To tell the truth, I do not remember anything from last night ... but really nothing. Why? have I been drugged ?! I must quickly leave here. I looked for some trousers among the clothes on the ground, so even if the shirt went down enough, I was not going out in this outfit.

The water in the bathroom stopped flowing. Shit, he is about to go out and see me! I have to leave quickly, too bad if I'm naked under a shirt that I do not know the owner. I was about to leave when a voice stopped me right at the doorway.

"And you think I won't realise that you're gone?" He said. I knew this voice. What did do...

I turned back to him. " T-Tom? What are- what you d-doing?"

"I could ask you the same. You know that this is my shirt?" I looked down to the thing I was wearing.

"Um..no I didn't know it was yours...Well i didn't know with who I was and what did we do, Tom what HAPPENED?!" I said as I walked right in front of him. This is when I release he was wearing only a towel around his waist, shirtless. I couldn't help but stared at his wet curled hair.

"Don't you remember?"

"Uuh.." I started, suddenly a voice came from the corridor, coming closer.

"Tom? Tom? Do you know where Y/n is?" I started to go backward. Holding my mouth with my hand. Tom's eyes went wide open. The voice kept going. "we had to meet  at the cafe as usual but-" . The person who was talking arrived hurried in the room. Our eyes crossed. "Holy shit" Harry gasped.

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Chapter written by @toomsquackson on Instagram