It All Started With A Text

~5~

I wake up when I hear the door open and open my eyes to see Sam in the door way. I quickly realize I'm naked and in Colby's arms. Luckily the blanket is over my upper half and my chest is squished against Colby's.

"Sorry, food is in the kitchen." Sam quickly closes the door.

I tap Colby and he doesn't even move, I even try shaking him and he doesn't wake up.

"WAKE UP!" He groans and opens his eyes. "I'm guessing that wasn't a dream?" He asks. "I guess not." I reply laughing.

"Sam said that the food's in the kitchen." I say getting up. I really wanted to stay in his arms but I have to eat.

"Hey, come back!" Colby exclaims. Did he just read my mind? I put my clothes back on and go get my food from the kitchen.

While eating with everyone we all talk about random things Kat pulls me aside to talk.

"Are you and Colby a thing?" I sigh and open my mouth to speak but nothing comes out.

"He really likes you, he talks about you all the time to everyone." She says. "Don't tell anyone but he asked me to be his girlfriend today." She squeals and I shush her.

"Earlier, Sam told me he was gonna tell you guys that the food was here and he came out looking like he saw a ghost. What was that about?" I nervously laugh.

"Um, uh he um. We uh, he caught us in bed together." She looks confused.

"That doesn't explain why he looked like he saw a ghost." I sigh. "We um didn't have clothes on." I confess.

"Ohhhh..." She says quietly. "Yeah, can we go back in there now?" "Yeah." We go back into the living room and I sit down beside Colby.

"What was that about?" Colby asks quietly. "Oh, just girl stuff." I reply. "Oh."

...

At 8 I get my stuff and go up to Colby to say goodbye.

"I'm gonna go home." Colby frowns. "Why can't you stay with me?" I sigh. "I guess I could." I say. He grabs my arm and leads me to his room.

"Let's play 21 questions." He says. "Ok, you start." I reply. He grabs his phone.

"What did you want to be when you were little?" He asks. "I really wanted to be a doctor when I was little. That did not work out though." I say sadly. "Aw, that's sad." He says. "Well, I have a good job here in the city I always wanted to be in so I'm happy."

I look at my phone and try to find a question to ask but stop. "I already know a ton of things about you. Why don't you just ask me some questions?" I ask. "Ok."

"What would be a perfect day to you?" I think for a second. "Going to Pacific Park in Santa Monica (fair), swimming in the ocean, and watching the sunset while sharing a brownie sundae with you." I say, smiling at the thought of it.

"Awww." He smiles and kisses me softly. After he pulls away I hug him and inhale his balmy scent.

"What's your favorite memory from your childhood?" He asks. "There was this one school dance in middle school that I went to and I remember enjoying the music and being with my friends not caring if people were staring at me or how bad my dancing was. I was enjoying laughing at people's dancing, acting crazy and just letting loose with my friends." He smiles.

"You probably like parties then, right?" I nod. "I love parties." I say.

...

After being asked a ton of questions we lay down and watch some Walking Dead. He selects an episode and it starts playing.