A Summer's Secret

☼Chapter 14

14. 

                                             I woke up with a throbbing pain in my head and I winced, rubbing the sides of my temples as I did. I knew it was wrong to accept that drink from London, but she said it would help and I could use all the help I could get.

Now what did it got me? An extreme headache, the kind where it seemed like someone was hammering through my skull.

London must've brought me in because I found myself in a very soft bed with a very warm comforter. I brought myself up and was amazed by the interior of the room. The walls were painted a cool Battleship Gray color and the curtains were a simple sort of darker gray that complimented the walls. There were two windows in the room, the other was bigger than the other but both were with white frames that really went well with the rest of the room's design.

I scanned the room some more, and was intrigued by the intricately designed bookshelf, filled with books and the desk was placed near the smaller window, and I would've missed it if it weren't for the laptop that sat on it. There weren't much stuff and posters pasted on the wall except for a couple of certificates that were framed in a neat order by the far side of the room.

Now, I wonder who usually sleeps in this room because from what I could figure, whoever stays here was a complete neat freak. I rolled over to the side so I could get a look at the lone picture frame on top of the bedside table and I almost dropped it.

What I saw was a picture of a raven haired boy who was wearing a leather jacket, so Top Gun; his black hair was waxed up; and his ocean blue eyes were looking down at a blonde haired girl whose got her arms wrapped around his waist from behind him and also looking up at him with fondness.

Okay, so now I have actual tangible proof that Aiden and I used to be lovey-dovey. God, I could feel Thor's hammer pounding on my head.

I examined the photo once more and I felt a strange tug on my chest. I didn't know what to feel as I stared at the couple  looking happily at each other.
I couldn't imagine, that in another life I got my arms wrapped around Aiden Walker's body, smiling at him happily and looking at him with love in my eyes. What could've happened that tear this beautiful picture apart?

I sighed in the realization that no way was I in London's place. I was in the room, sleeping in the bed of the person I dreaded to see the most. I crawled out of the bed and noticed a black cloth folded neatly by the end of the bed. Despite the tears that were threatening to fall from my eyes, I couldn't help but smile at Aiden's thoughtfulness.

Maybe he wasn't such a bad boyfriend when we were together, but then again, why would my parents hide that information from me and from what I remembered, the doctor said that I was able to remember everything on my own after three weeks.

Why then wasn't I able to remember about my relationship with Aiden?

I blew out from my lips as I gingerly took the t-shirt in my hands. I noticed that a yellow sticky note was posted on it.

'Sorry you had to sleep with your clothes on. I didn't want you to think I was a pervert. Change into this shirt but take care of it, it's mine. -Aiden'

How can one be so sweet and annoying at the same time? I thought as I rolled my eyes at the note, but I wouldn't deny that it actually brought a smile to my lips. I glanced around just to make sure that I was alone in the room before I took my current shirt off and hurriedly wore the one Aiden left for me.

I was marveling at the cool manly scent it gave off but my moment was interrupted as I heard footsteps getting closer and panic rose into me. I didn't want to get caught by anyone in here so I thought about scampering and escaping through the window but it was too late. The door to Aiden's room opened to reveal a fresh-out-from-the-shower Aiden Walker wearing a crisp white long-sleeve that hugged his body and black denim pants.