A/N
Not my best chapter but I hope you guys enjoy it! I'm just not feeling it today because it's my lazy day, and I jut don't feel myself in these certain days.
Plus, school is stressing me out because of all these forms for high school next year (first year!), but too stressful.
Anyways, please read, vote, comment, and enjoy.
Next Update: Monday (sorry! I have this book to finish for a presentation that I have to present and is work half my grade, so yeah. Sorry!)
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His Broken Angel
Chapter Sixteen: Good Morning Sunshine!
A smile creeped at the corner of my lips when I felt something warm and soft hold my hand.
Once I opened my eyes I screamed and fell off my bed, my back hitting the ground harshly. Reese looked down from his "Maggie alarm clock".
"Good morning sunshine," I muttered with a grim expression.
"Well that seems. . . Welcoming," Reese yawned.
I stood up from the ground and nearly fell over again until I regained my balance. Reese rubbed his eyes while I felt something was wrong.
Maybe it was because my own family still weren't home since last night. Or maybe because I had a shirtless Reese in my bed who had been sleeping all wrapped up in my covers. Or maybe it was fact that he had been holding me close to his body for the entire night.
Yeah, that could be the problem.
It was weird that I didn't swoon all over him because I could swoon all I wanted at my hot "boyfriend".
"Are you eye raping me?" Reese smirked.
I felt my cheeks grow hot. Instead of immediately answering I slowly walked to the bathroom, but turned back to mumble, "I am your girlfriend."
For the first time I took a fast shower, put my hair down, and grabbed the cleanest clothes I could find in my bathroom. They had to be clean, right?
"When are you getting out of my house?" I finally asked while taking out my phone. No messages. No missed calls. Nothing!
"Can I take a shower at least?"
"Then you'll get out?"
Reese nodded. So I let him in my shower before thinking that he might need clothes. Alex wouldn't mind me borrowing some clothes so Reese could use. We had gotten in the pool last night and he hadn't taken a shower the entire night. He needed a fresh pair of clothing.
Inside his cabinets I picked out the smallest shirt I could find. Alex was more buffed than Reese. I found some jeans that would hopefully fit.
Once I came back into my room, Reese's back was facing me while he checked something on his phone. I couldn't help now but swoon over his hot back. I already felt my cheeks heat up until I cleared my throat.
"Isn't your brother going to notice?" he asked as he took the clothes.
I shook my head. "Trust me, he won't notice a thing."
Reese quickly changed into the clothes upstairs while I stared at the empty kitchen. Nothing in the fridge seemed to suit me, well, it never did. But I had an uninvited guest in my house who was possibly hungry, and I'd possibly have to eat with him too.
"Dammit, Reese!" I whispered to myself.
Reese came down a few minutes later with the shirt and jeans fitting him perfectly. "What do you eat for breakfast anyways?" I asked as he sat down at the counter.
"Whatever you have," he sighed.
I bit my lip. Inside the fridge were expired waffles that I didn't even know why we hadn't thrown away. I looked up to see a box of Lucky Charms. "Do you like cereal?"
"Love it," he joked.
I filled two bowls up and poured some milk when I noticed a note on the fridge.
All of us will be out for the weekend, we'll explain when we get back.
-Claire
Well that explains everything. Not entirely, but it was something.
Reese and I ended up eating the cereal on the sofa while watching an old football game. "I don't understand this at all," I muttered.
"You'll get it eventually," Reese chuckled.
My stomach was demanding for more food since I hadn't eaten anything last night. A bowl of cereal didn't fill me up, so I looked more in the fridge.
I saw an apple which I gobbled up in less than a second. My stomach turned now. I ran out of the kitchen until I found the bathroom, leaning over the toilet, I put two fingers down my throat and threw it all up.
"Maggie? You okay?" Reese asked from the door.
My back leaned against the wall as I tried to regain my breath. "Yeah. . . Yeah, I'm fine," I stammered.
I looked up to see myself in the mirror. My nose felt all stuffy which annoyed the hell out of me. There was a slight chance that I could convince him that there was nothing wrong.
My hands rummaged through the cabinet until I found some mints. Harry always kept them in the downstairs bathroom. I didn't know why, but I knew he was obsessed with them.
Reese stood right beside the door once I came out. He ran his hand over his hair once he saw my red nose. "You don't look okay," he sighed.
"I'm fine, really," I said in my best convincing voice. He seemed to buy it since he smiled. He smiled again which made me melt inside. Damn. Just damn. "So, what do you want to do?"
"Aren't your folks coming-"
"They won't be here until tomorrow night," I cut in. The only thing we could really do in this house was either sleep or watch a movie. "Movie?"
"Movie," Reese agreed.
I let Reese pick out the movie since I had nearly seen all of them on Netflix. Though I didn't know why I watched horror movies since I hated them. I always had nightmares for at least a month by watching one horror movie.
Reese who saw my most recent horror movies scrolled down to the category. "You want to watch a horror movie, right now?" I gulped.
"You've seen a couple of them," he smirked. Stupid idiot knew I was afraid of them by my question? "Let's watch-"
"Can we not!" I exclaimed, my anxiety level rising. "I hate them so much and I'd rather watch a comedy movie. And also because I love to sleep."
Reese shrugged and scrolled up to the comedy category. Thank god. "We'll watch something scary, but funny."
Hell no! Even if the move was funny but had a bit horror in it didn't count at all! "Can we just watch the Avengers? It has action," I begged.
"You seriously hate horror movies, don't ya," he chuckled.
"Duh!" I shouted.
"Fine, Avengers it is."
Reese was right beside me on the couch. There were times where I glanced from the corner of my eye to only see him having his eyes glued to the screen.
We laughed at the same moments, but it got all quiet at the end. "What movie do you want to watch now?" I asked after the credits rolled in.
"How bout A Night-"
"No!" I interrupted. "We are not watching anything that is scary Reese. I I swear if I don't sleep at all I will kill you in your sleep."
Reese lifted his arms up in surrender, a grin appearing on his lips. "Then what do you want to watch?"
I sighed, sinking into the couch when I heard something outside. "Can you just take me somewhere? I'm bored here," I suggested.
"Then where do you want to go?" Reese asked while turning the t.v. off.
I tapped my chin pretending to think. "Can we go to the mall?"
"The mall? That's the best you've got."
"Well we'll just watch The Notebook then-"
"Okay!" Reese stood up, throwing his arms up in the air. "Mall it is."
A smirk appeared on my lips. Why can't guys watch The Notebook or any other Nicholas Sparks movie? They were cliché and all, but give them a chance at least.
We strolled down the street, my arms swinging around as we made it to the mall. Inside I scurried over to Victoria's Secret before hearing Reese's voice, "I'm not buying panties with you."
"What? You don't want to make sure if they look good on me?" I smirked.