Still nestled into his warm chest, I felt Andy move and roll to the edge of the bed. He flopped onto his feet and trifled over to the light switch, flipping it off. The room was filled with darkness, only small rays of light shining in through a crack in one of the black curtains that covered the window. I sighed as I rolled onto my back, the warmth that had been surrounding me now gone.

I grabbed my phone off the nightstand that was next to the big bed, checking to see if I had any messages. I had 4 texts from Nickolas. Oh shit. I totally fucking forgot about him. Don’t even check them; that guy was a simple one-night-stand. Pay attention to the hot guy a few feet away from you who’s now taking his shirt off…wait what…

I set my phone back on the night stand—my eyes adjusted to the darkness just in time to see Andy standing a few inches away from the bed, pulling his shirt off over his head. He kicked his shoes off, and to my surprise, began unbuttoning his black skinny jeans, pushing them down far enough to kick them off.

I tried to hide the smirk that spread across my face as he walked over to the bed, falling onto it right beside me.

“What are you smirking at?” He asked, deviously.
“Oh, nothing.” Much to my dismay, my smirk only grew bigger.
“You are definitely smirking at something…”
“Nope. No I am not.”
“Don’t make me tickle it out of you.”

Oh shit. Shit’s getting real up in here. Please, oh please, don’t tickle me-- I haaattteee being tickled.

Before I could say another word, I felt the full force of his fingers at my sides, tickling away.

“Ahahaha. Stoo... ahhhh..” No words came out, only laughter and loud giggles.

After minutes of getting tickled, I managed to roll over where I was straddling him. Holding his arms over his head with one of my hands, I said, “well, well, well—looks like the tables have turned. Let’s see if you’re ticklish.”

I used my free hand to begin tickling his side. He vigorously twisted about underneath me, trying to wiggle free from my grip and profuse tickling. He was laughing so hard he was crying, which only made me laugh.

“Cryystall….sto…ple….pleasee….stopp…ahahahaha…” he blurted out, still wiggling around.

I stopped tickling him and flopped onto my back, next to him. Still giggling a bit, I was pretty content with the events that had occurred.

“You are horrible.” He looked over at me.
“You started it, and I finished it.”
“Very true.”

With that, he rolled off of the bed again, making his way out of the room. A bit confused, I pulled the big comforter out from under me, and up over me. I snuggled down inside of the soft blanket, resting my head on a pillow that sat at the head of the bed. It smelled just like Andy and I couldn’t help but wonder where he’d went.

---

I heard the door open; revealing a very tall, pale man that had raven hair.

“Hey. Where did you run off to?” I peeked out from the big blanket.
“I went to go lock the front door. It’s only 4:00 p.m., so I don’t think Ashley’s going to be home anytime soon.”

He walked over to the other side of the bed, lifting the blanket up and sliding in. He scooted to the middle of the big bed, pulling me into his warm arms again. Face to face now, I could see his blue orbs had turned a light gray. He left a soft kiss on my forehead, smiling at me after.

My eyelids began to feel heavy; I let out a little yawn, and before I knew it, I was whisped away to sleep.

---

I awoke to the loud sound of jingling keys and a giggling woman coming from downstairs. I blinked a few times and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. Andy was asleep inches away from me, his arms still securely wrapped around me. I heard Ashley’s voice talking to the giggling woman. Guess he must’ve brought his date home.

I wiggled out of Andy’s arms, scooting to the edge of the bed and grabbing my phone. Blinded by the bright light, I turned the brightness down. I starred down at it and saw that it was 6 a.m. Holy shit, we slept for a long time. I scurried out of the bed and in to the bathroom.

I didn’t look too horrible, thankfully. I decided at the sight of my greasy hair, that it was best to take a shower. I stripped off my tank top and matching shorts, leaving me only in my underwear and bra. I slid my underwear off, then my bra. I locked the door and stepped into the shower. I turned the hot water on and let it flow down me.

---

Stepping out of the shower, I realized once again, there were no towels. Fuck! Well, there’s another bathroom down the hallway-- maybe I can run there and see if there are any towels. Seeing that as my only option, I decided to go for it.

Still soaking wet, with a heap of wet hair falling onto my back; I covered my breasts with one hand and opened the bathroom door with the other. Andy was still fast asleep, now on his stomach with his arms and legs stretched out. So far, so good. I tiptoed out of the bathroom and to the bedroom door. I listened for a few moments to see if I could hear any footsteps; everything was silent. I cracked the door, peering out to make sure the coast was clear. Seeing no one in sight, I dashed down the hallway and into the other bathroom. I closed the door behind me, locking it. I started searching through the cabinets to try and find a towel. I finally managed to find the last one and jumped with glee.

I took my time to thoroughly dry every inch of my body before wrapping my hair up with the towel. I unlocked the door, and peeked out to see if the coast was still clear. I dashed down the hall once again, opening Andy’s door and running inside. I closed his door and turned around to see a wide eyed Andy gazing at me.

“Why is it we always get in these types of situations?” At this point, I didn’t really care that he was there. He’d already seen me naked once; it wasn’t a big deal now.
“I was wondering the exact same thing.” He just laughed, stretching his arms over his head--his sleepy voice the most adorable thing ever.
“Do you possibly have a shirt I could wear?”

He walked over to his dresser, pulling out a very worn, black t-shirt. He threw it to me, and I slid it on. It was very soft, and I enjoyed the feeling against my skin. I walked into the bathroom to pull on my bra, underwear, and pajama shorts. I gave Andy a kiss on the cheek before dashing down the stairs and to the kitchen.

Notes

Hey hey! This chapter is long and pretty random. I'll probably have another chapter up in a few hours :D