What Is Love?

You Wouldn't Dare

I woke up slowly that morning.

The first thing I became conscious of was that I was surround by Alex's scent.

That didn't bother me. It smelled of his cologne and body wash, which smelled really good.

The second thing I became conscious of was that I didn't feel the fluffy softness of my blanket.

I opened my eyes slowly to see my brothers huge Monsters poster on his wall.

I looked around and saw that I was in my brothers room.

Why was I in my brothers room? I asked myself.

Then everything of yesterday and last night came flooding back.

I looked at his alarm clock, it was blurry so I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, and look again.

1:00

Wow, I need to stop sleeping in, I told myself.

I think I truly did deserve to sleep in this time.

I had, had a traumatic day yesterday.

I got up from Alex's warm bed and went to my room.

I left MoMo on my bed and went to take a shower.

I took an extra long one today.

I hope everyone took their shower already, I thought.

I shrugged it off and got out when the water ran cold.

I stepped into my walk in closet and decided on a short sleeve blue plaid button-up with black leggings.

I left my hair down to dry.

I went downstairs.

I didn't see anyone so I just went outside and sat in the hammock.

I looked at twitter and everything else, seeing my phone was blown up with what happened yesterday.

I also had like a million text from a couple of my other friends who had heard.

I posted on Twitter that I was absolutely OK.

Immediately people started saying things like:

'are you sure???'

'I can't believe you almost died!!!'

'you lucky butt!you got a mouth to mouth CPR from Austin. I would do anything to be in your shoes!'

With that I stopped reading what they were saying.

I couldn't remembering anything after I passed out till I sat up coughing up water.

I was told by Austin that he did CPR, but he didn't specify.

Should I feel lucky that he did mouth to mouth CPR?

How do I even feel about that? I asked myself.

I searched every inch on my conscious self but found no answer.