I woke up alone in the bed. The covers were still up to my shoulders and I could tell that whenever Chris had got up he had very carefully covered me back up to ensure I was warm .
I chucked a thin silk dressing robe over my Calvin's and walked downstairs to see where he was. I noticed all his clothes and bag had gone from my room, along with the grey Calvin's he had been trying on... Cheeky bastard.
When I reached the kitchen table in my quarter I saw a note on the table.
"Really sorry, my mum phoned at 4am and I had to go. See you Monday I guess xx.
Chris"
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chris and I (smut oneshot)
Teen FictionChris and I always were good friends but at this sleepover it suddenly becomes something more
