Hey, guys here is the fifth chapter hope you like it <3

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 My head turns, my throat is burning, and every single part of my body hearts so bad, I can barely open my eyes. What the hell happened last night?; I spent the afternoon with Hailee, went to the grocery store and then... nothing I don't remember anything. I try to stand up but I can't, I turn my head around and around till I realize I'm not in my bed, I'm not even in my room. I don't recognize anything, Who's house is this and where the hell am I? I start to freak out, I feel terrible, it's like I've been hit by a truck. I check my clothes and thank god I'm still wearing them.

I try to stand up again and this time I succeed, the bathroom's door is open, I check myself in the mirror and I nearly have a heart attack. I don't recognize myself; I have a bandage on my head, my hair is in knotted and my makeup is a mess. While removing the bandage I glimpse the blood I have on my hands, then some on my clothes. Where the fuck did this came from, and most importantly who's blood, is it? My body starts shaking at the thought of having someone's blood on my hand. 'Calm down Em' I tell myself 'here must an explanation to all of this'. I fix my hair into a ponytail then I wash my hands and my face. I notice the bags I had with me yesterday on a chair, and I push a sigh of relief. Even if I don't know how this makes the situation any good.

I make my way out of the room in a light and hesitated steps. The house is huge and beautiful. the walls are all white and the floor is shining black, I can see the reflect of the chandeliers on it. Everything is clean and in order. At least I know that I haven't been kidnapped or something because if I was I won't be in this amazing place for sure.

I'm in what's probably called the living room. The house is so quiet, I keep walking till I glance a naked back. No slash that, a very hot muscular naked back in the kitchen next to the counter, he is barefoot and wearing just a blue sweatpants that show his perfect forms. I stand paralyzed not knowing what to do while the guy is preparing something and it smells so good.

He probably feels my presence because he turns back with a piece of bread in his mouth. And for a second I wish I was that piece of bread. He instantly put it down when he sees me. God, he's breathtaking.

"Oh hi!" He says and I stand still, not moving a bit, still confused about me being here in a hot stranger's house. And apparently, I can't think with him naked in front of me. Who can anyway, Right?

"Uh since we haven't presented ourselves properly, I'm Jason Fortes" he extends his hand for me to shake. I stand there for a second, unable to react, what does he mean by we didn't present ourselves properly, I don't remember meeting him. At all! Because if I did I would've never forgotten, him that's for sure!

"Emily Grayson" I shake back "I'm sorry but I don't remember what happened last night", I say in a hesitating tone and I feel myself blushing. Even though I'm sure we didn't do anything, cause if we did I wouldn't be wearing my clothes and plus I had a bandage, and blood on that I still don't know where it came from.

"Really, After all, what we've been through?" I can see the amusement on his beautiful face. But I don't have the time to joke around, I need to know what happened and I'm running out of patience.

"What have we been through? Can you just tell me what happened?" I ask a little louder.

"Wow, you're definitely more fun when you're unconscious!" He says while seating on the chair next to the counter. Still shirtless, obviously he's confident with his own body. And why wouldn't he, he got the most attractive body I have ever seen.

Wait did he just say "Unconscious?" My heart starts beating faster and I'm so distracted by his hotness that I can't seem to process everything at once "Can you please just tell me what happened because I'm freaking out right now. And apparently, it's no fun to wake up in a stranger's house with a bandage over your head and blood on your hands and clothes."

"Alright, Alright calm down, Nothing happened between us..." I already knew that but it was kind of a relief hearing him say it.

"But?" I say, knowing that there is more to the story that he hasn't even start telling it.

"But I-I kind of crashed you with my car" What the hell, is he kidding me?

"YOU KIND OF WHAT? Bloody hell are you serious right now?"

"Well, I'm sorry. But you were the one crossing the road on a red light" he says defending himself. If it's so he's right it's my fault, but that doesn't make him innocent or make the things any better, he's the one who crushed me so I'm not the only who's responsible here.

"And then what happened?" I ask a little afraid of his answer. I know that I'm fine and that nothing bad happened to me except that I feel dizzy, I had a bandage over my head and there are a few scratches on my hand that I've just notice, but it could've been worse. Much worse!

"You were unconscious so I took you to the hospital, they said that you weren't severely injured and that I can take you home. So since I don't know where you live-"

"You brought me here at your house." I cut him off, finishing his sentence.

"Exactly." So that explains everything, I feel a bit relaxed, mostly because I know who's blood it is. It was mine "I made you breakfast" he walks towards me "Go take a shower and we'll eat"

"No, I can't. I-I have to go home"

"No way, you can't go home like this, you still need to rest" I feel the concern in his pretty grey-blue eyes. He's right I still feel very dizzy and tired but I can't stay here in his house. "Towels are already in your room, and I can bring you some clothes if you want?" did he just say 'My room', well that was unexpected.

"Uh well No need, I have the clothes I bought yesterday"

"Alright then, call me if you need anything" I guess he probably feels bad for what happened yesterday, that's why he's being so sweet and caring. I smile at him and walk towards what's called 'My room'.