Yes, Sir

Hailey.

TW! (Small mention of SA)

Elyria

As I tried opening my eyes I shut them almost immediately when the sun blinded into me. My head is pounding and every inch of my body hurts. I laid in bed trying to recall every part of last night. It took some time but once I had finally pieced it all together I couldn't help but let out a few tears. Although it's blurry , I still remember what had happened to me. And I don't think I'll ever forget.

When I remember who saved me I shot right up from the bed and looked around the room. It was his room. Mr Hayes.. had saved me. Wow.

Where is he though?

And just like that, my thoughts were answered as his bathroom door opened. And there he stood.

Mr Hayes.. wearing just a towel. Oh my lord-

Ive never really seen a man's body in person. I mean why would I? I've never had a boyfriend and in films I hardly pay attention to that sort of stuff. But I can't help but stare at the man in front of me. His body is beyond perfect. The towel is hanging just under his v line, his abs are covered in water droplets from the shower. His wet messy hairs stuck too his forehead and his eyelashes appear longer making his golden eyes even more beautiful.

I feel My heart do a million front flips and my breath hitches making me unable to speak. My eyes drank him all in and I couldn't help but travel my eyes down too the towel, I could see something poking the material ,trying to be released. Only then I realised what it was...

Holy shit.

"Finished drooling?" Mr Hayes said with a large smirk on his face. Clearly finding it amusing.

"Uh.. yes- wait no. I mean-" my face began to heat up and I was getting nervous from the embarrassment. He let out a chuckle before walking over to his wardrobe, grabbing a black t shirt and black joggers. I turned away to let him change, even though I had the urge to look. I wanted to see all of him.

Once he had finished changing he sat down next to me which made my head turn back towards him.

"How're you feeling?" He no longer had a cheeky expression, it was now an expression of concern.

"I'm okay." I started to play with the t shirt; his t shirt. I lied, to myself and to him. Because the reality of last night, made me feel sick to my stomach. He must've picked up on my lies because he lifted my chin up, while staring into my tired eyes.

"Don't lie to me. You can talk to me."

"Fine..my body hurts, everywhere. And um-" my voice becomes shaky and I'm trying my best to hold back the tears. However one slipped out, and then so did the rest. Soon enough I was sobbing into his arms while trying to calm my breathing. "I remember his hands on me.. and then he-" i couldn't even finish the sentence. It was too painful. I didn't want to think about it. I didn't want to remember it.