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I wake up feeling groggy. My head feels like It's been smashed against a brick wall, prompting a loud groan to leave my lips. I open my eyes, trying to clear my vision from sleep, my throat feels unbelievably sore. When I swallow, it feels like sandpaper grating against my tongue.

I try sitting up but I'm immediately pushed back down. I hold my head in my hands and I begin to feel lightheaded. I don't know what's going on. Where am I? What on earth happened last night?

The last I remember was going to the Halloween dance and then dancing with Reese. He kissed me.

Reese kissed me.

It was everything I could imagine. I wanted to kiss him again at the party.

The party.

That was the last I remember. I left Reese with his friends so I could enjoy my night with Sky. I found her in the kitchen drinking shots with Kyle and a few of his friends. To be honest, I enjoyed drinking and laughing with Sky and her friends. For once I wasn't following Reese around like a little puppy. I was socialising. Having fun.

As the night went on, we played a few drinking games and the boys made sure my glass was always refilled. That was when my memory got a little bit blurry. What happened after that?

Snuggling deeper into the soft cushion, I decide it's best to rest my head for a while. I close my eyes and drift off soon after.

By the time I woke again, I felt a strong arm wrapped around my body and an intoxicating masculine smell taking over my senses. Rainwater and musk. My favourite.

I turn on my side and admire the sleeping boy next to me. His brows are slightly furrowed. His pale pink lips parted slightly and his dark full eyelashes cast a shadow on the skin just under his eyes. He looks so youthful like this. I study every detail of his strong square jawline that could cut through anything. My eyes move freely over his unruly dark hair.

I look around the unfamiliar room and soon realise that we must have left the party together last night. Is this Reese's bedroom?

I'd never stepped foot inside his house before. Judging by the rock band posters on the wall and the guitar on the opposite end of the room, this had to be Reese's room.

Did something happen last night that I can't remember?

I glance down and sigh with relief when I see I'm fully clothed and thankfully Reese is too. I find my phone on his bedside table that reads 10:21 AM.

What time did we get back last night?

I notice I had a message from Sky at 11:45 PM.

I remember we got separated at some point in the night.

I quickly glimpse at my reflection using the camera on my phone. A gasp leaves my lips when I see the faint few streaks of mascara smudged under my eyes. I look like a panda. I take my blonde strands between my fingers, brushing through the tangles when I feel movement beside me.

"You're awake?" Reese's voice comes out hoarse. He yawns, making me jump up and glance at him awkwardly.

Great, I look terrible and now he's going to see my bedhead.

"Y-yes." I lean back against the headboard, fiddling with my hands. "W-what went down yesterday? I don't remember a great deal of it."

Reese looks up at me with an unreadable expression. "You got drunk. I found you outside talking to a few guys. I'm glad I got there in time because you fell into the pool."

I grimace. Shit, that's not good. I don't know how to swim. "How did--"

"I pulled you out just in time. You swallowed a lot of water but you coughed most of it up."

No wonder my throat burns. It also explains my awful headache.

It's safe to say that alcohol is not for me, especially if I'm going to fall into pools or sing in public.

"You scared me. I thought..."

"I'm okay, thanks to you." I offer him a genuine smile and he leans back exhaling softly.

After a moment of silence, I look around the room. It's a pretty standard room, with a double bed, a desk on the left-hand side and his guitar on the opposite side. But the walls are covered with bands. I smile when I catch a glimpse of my father's band. In fact, he has many posters of that particular band. Maybe it's Reese's favourite band?

"So is this your room?" he nods, laying his hands behind his head and crossing his legs comfortably.

"Yeah. I didn't think it was a good idea to take you home after you passed out. I don't think your mom would have appreciated it."

Oh, God. I could only imagine how my mom would have reacted. I'm probably going to get an earful when I get home regardless.

"Thank you, Reese." he gives me a lazy smile. I could feel those butterflies take flight in my stomach.

"Can I... use your bathroom?"

"Sure." he stands up from the bed and shows me the bathroom.

After doing my business and washing my face free of make-up, Reese uses the bathroom after me. That gives me the perfect opportunity to look around his room. His desk has a few textbooks and papers laying around. I pick up one slightly crinkled sheet.

My eyes glide over the writing and I freeze. Suddenly I'm aware this isn't just words on a sheet -- these are lyrics.

Is he writing a new song?

As I take in his words, I realise this is a love song.

Why would he be writing love songs? What are the lyrics about? Who is he referring to?

I've never heard him sing anything relating to love. His songs are usually upbeat and fun. This seems more... emotional.

"What are you doing?" I spin around, startled. My eyes almost shoot out of my head when I see Reese standing there... and without a shirt.

Oh my.

My mouth drawls over his perfect torso. He is lean, toned, with a faint six-pack and a few small tattoos. His skin is sun-kissed and damp from his wet hair dripping down on his shoulders.

My face is probably the colour of a boiled crab right now as I look anywhere but his perfectly sculptured body.

"I was... I... was just..." he looks down at the paper in my hand. His cheeks and ears redden and he clears his throat. "Do you want to shower here?"

I bite my lip. I could use a hot shower, especially after falling in a pool yesterday. "Would your dad mind?"

Reese shakes his head. "My dad isn't home. I hardly ever see him since he works so much."

"Oh. Okay, well if you don't mind then yes, thank you." Reese goes to the wardrobe and takes out a clean towel. I follow him to the bathroom, thanking him again.

After a nice warm shower, I hop out and change into Reese's spare clothes he left out for me. I have so many spare clothes of his, but he never asks for them back.

When I walk back into his room, he's playing his guitar and I watch him in fascination. I sit next to him on the bed, worried I might put him off although he doesn't seem to mind.

A few minutes later, he stops playing and glances up at me, grinning.

"Is that a new song?" I ask.

He rakes his chestnut hair and smiles sheepishly. "Yeah. I know it's different from my usual material but... I don't know."

"No, no it's good. It's great even."

Those forest eyes meet mine and I freeze on the spot. His free hand brushes a damp lock of my blonde hair behind my ear and then he leans into me.

I can feel his warm breath tickling my skin and my heart starts beating dramatically.

When his lips graze mine, I feel sparks lighting up my whole body. My mind instantly goes back to our first kiss at the Halloween dance. Reese was so gentle and sweet with me. When he leaned in to kiss me -- his lips caressing mine -- my stomach fluttered and my mind went foggy with desire. It was everything I dreamed of and more.

As he kisses me a second time, he starts slow and sensual and then the kiss turns, firm and more passionate. Reese draws my face closer with his free hand as he moves his mouth expertly over mine.

He tastes sweet, he feels warm. His tongue dances with mine as I let him dominate the kiss.

I can feel my body heating up. My core is tingling with anticipation and need. I want more.

Suddenly Reese pulls back revealing his signature smirk and then he does something that instantly flips my stomach. He winks at me and I moan involuntarily.

I melt into a puddle before him.

Oh Lord help me.

This boy is driving me insane.

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