Let me love you

21

"Uh are these-" I look down at the boxers.

"No, they're not used." He scoffs, already knowing what I was thinking.

"What? I had to ask. You never know with people." I shake my head, turning around to what I think is the bathroom.

"The bathrooms that way." Heath mutters and points to the opposite side of the room.

"I knew that." I didn't and I think he knows that too, I walk into the cleanest and biggest bathroom I've ever walked into in my life.

It's no surprise that it was just as clean as his room, I really should tell him to clean my room. He even has a bathtub and a large mirror by his sink.

I change out of the bikini that I had on and replace it with the clothes he gave me. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw just how big his clothes looked on me, I rolled up his shorts so that they fit my waist better.
My hair was starting to dry and I neatly ran my fingers through it to make it look not so messy.

When I walked out of the bathroom Heath was texting away and I was curious to who he texted besides me. Maybe he really does have other friends. I find that hard to believe actually. No offense.

"Do you have other friends?" I curiously ask and he looks up when he notices my appearance.

"Do you?" He quickly responded and puts his phone away.

I frown as I really think about it, I just recently started making actual friends. Before it was just some mini acquaintances here and there, but they never really made an effort to hang out with me.

"Of course" I lie, and hope he believes it. His eyes avert to me in his clothes and he walks closer to me.

"You look good in my clothes." He smirks and his hands travel down to my waist, pulling me in closer by the shirt.

"Let's see you in mine." I blurt out and I'm pretty sure I just ruined the moment. I tend to do that.

"Just kidding, although now that I say it I do kinda want to see that." I think and giggle when I actually imagine it.

"You're weird" He shakes his head and I finally notice that he's changed his clothes too. He must've changed when I was in the bathroom.

"And you're so cute." I smile and make myself comfortable on his huge bed as I make myself at home.

"What are you doing?" He asks, seeing me seated on his bed.

"Getting ready to sleep" I pat the pillow behind me to poof it up.

"In my bed?" He walks himself over to the other side of the bed and just stands there.

"I thought this is where I was gonna sleep.." I trail off, realizing that maybe he wasn't thinking that.

I crawl on the bed to try to get off because I'm starting to think I probably just invaded his own space.

"Stay here, I want you to sleep with me." He says quietly and I snap my eyes in his direction.

"To be clear you mean like actually sleep with you not the other thing, right?" I have to make sure because you honestly never know.

"Sure." He gets into his side of the bed and I get myself comfortable again on his bed.

"Can I ask you something?" I look to the side of his face watching him. Not in a creepy way.

"What did Henry say to make you so mad?" I finally ask what I've been thinking about since the drive here.

He doesn't make any reaction to the question and just fiddles with my bracelet on his wrist.

"Things I don't like to hear about you." He responds and I have a feeling it was probably something untrue that Henry made up.