He crashed his lips into mine, picked me up, went over to his double bed and laid me down, without breaking the kiss. He took off his pants, before he joined me in bed and towered over me. He took his shirt off, in one swift motion, putting his abs...
I woke up in a big bed, alone. My head doesn't hurt anymore. Where am I? What happened? Where's Tom? What time is it?
I sat up and looked at the table next to the bed. My phone is laying on it. I reached my hand out and picked it up before I turned it on to look at the time.
Y/n: It's 4:00 PM?! How is it already 4:00PM?! It was around 1:00 PM when we were at the restaurant! I slept that for that long?!
I looked around. Maybe this is his bedroom? I mean, whose bedroom could it possibly be if not his...
It looks nice. The walls are white as well as the furniture. The windows are big, almost covering the entire wall. The bed I'm sitting on has new, silky, white bedsheets. The blanket smells great and fresh out of a washing machine. There are white wooden wardrobes with mirrors, a white carpet on the grey floor, a work desk with some papers laying on it along with a closed laptop, then there's a chair and many other things and furniture. It looks like he really likes the "white and grey" style.
As my eyes trailed across the room, I noticed white closed door, which are probably leading out of the room.
I got up and walked over to it, reaching out my hand in the process. I grabbed the handle, opened it and heard music coming from the floor downstairs. I'm sure I'm in his house. I can't tell if it's a good thing though. I walked out of the room and turned left where I saw stairs leading down, so I quietly went downstairs while looking around.
His house is big. Like, really big. The design didn't change though. The walls are still white, the floor is still grey but without a carpet and the furniture is white and grey.
I went to the living room that's connected with a kitchen. When I saw no one, I decided to follow the music. I went to some door. The music is coming from the room behind these doors. I carefully reached for the handle, opened the door and walked in.
It's a gym. I looked around and then I noticed Tom, working out.
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I froze at the sight. My breath hitched, I felt my face turning red and found myself biting my bottom lip subconsciously, out of instinct. I was just standing there, speechless, traveling my eyes over his body.
His body is so perfect! Strong perfect arms, wide shoulders, firm chest, perfect abs and core, perfect face, perfect hair and I would love to see him without his pants and be able to smack that a-
Wait a goddamn minute you filthy horny slut! This is not the time! And definitely not the person! I remember damn well what happened. He's a stalker. And on top of that, a weird one. He said that he loves me. How can he love me when he just met me? I know that he saw me a week ago, but we didn't talk or anything. He couldn't just fall in love with me.
I was so distracted by my thoughts that I didn't even notice that he's looking at me.
