Are we still friends?

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I woke up from the sun, lightning up the room. I blinked, trying to make sense of everything. I suddenly noticed a heavy weight around my stomach. I looked around as my eyes adjusted to the brightness. I was so tired, that I didn't even know where I was. But as I saw his arms wrapped around me, I immediately woke up.

I panicked, as I looked at an asleep Charles. His whole body was against my back side, pulling me close to him. I shivered as I felt his breath on my neck.

"Charles!" I shouted in a whisper. I tried getting out of his grip, but I was locked into his arms. "Charles wake up" I angrily whispered, trying to wake him up.

"Mhm" He replied, clearly still asleep. "Charles I'm serious" I said, adjusting myself, to try and wake him.

"Stay" He answered, his voice raspy. I could feel his arms tightening around me. "Charles, let me go" I replied, and in that moment he was finally awake enough to be aware of where he was, and who he was with.

He immediately pulled his arms back, and shifted away from me. "Wait shit, sorry" He quickly said, covering his face in his hands. "It's fine" I replied, immediately feeling the awkwardness rise.

"I'm sorry I jus-" Charles started, but I didn't even want him to finish the sentence. "You thought I was someone else?" I said finishing his sentence before he could. "No.. I just"  Charles answered, but I didn't want any excuse. "Charles it's fine" I replied, taking my clothes and heading into the bathroom for a shower. I quickly checked my phone, surprised by a text from Arthur.

Arthur

'We're just friends'

Arthur delete that right now

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Arthur delete that right now

Never

I hate you so much right now

My cheeks grew red as I looked at the picture of me and Charles. I decided to get my mind off things, and took a hot shower.

I came out of the shower, and realized I had forgotten to take any underwear into the bathroom. I wrapped myself in a towel, my drenched hair dripping on the floor.

I walked back into the bedroom, where Charles was still sat on the bed, looking at his phone. As I made my way over to my suitcase, I noticed Charles had suddenly stopped looking at his phone.

Is he staring at me?

I took my pillow and tried to throw it in his face, failing miserably. "Amelia that was the worst throw ever" He said laughing. "Shut up" I replied, his eyes not leaving me. "Stop staring" I said picking up my underwear and headed towards the door.

"I wasn't staring" He quickly replied, now looking away of course. "Sure" I answered sarcastically. I picked up the pillow that was now laying on the floor, and threw it at his face, succeeding this time.

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