Marcel’s P.O.V
When I came back into the room, I found Jamie sound asleep on the couch, she looked so peaceful, I went over and slowly picked her up. I carried her bridal styles to my bed. When I laid her down, I slowly got into bed myself.
“goodnight love.” I whispered to her.
“Goodnight Marcel.” She whispered back.
I was so happy, I fell asleep with a wide grin on my face.
Jamie’s P.O.V
When I woke up I saw a half naked Marcel next to me, “AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!” I screamed not knowing what happened last night.
He shot up looking around; when he noticed nothing seemed wrong, he looked at me, “What the hell Jamie??”
“Um, what happened last night?”
“Well we played truth or dare, with vodka… you kinda got drunk, and um…”
“Spit it out Marcel!” I say sounding argrivated.
“We… um… kissed…” he says scratching the back of his head, he looked cute when he was nervous.
“We what?”
“Kissed.”
“What the fuck?” I whisper.
“I’m sorry, you were drunk and dared me to kiss you, when I tried to reject you grabbed me and we kissed.”
“Holy, shit...”
“uhhh… I’m going to make some pancakes if you need me, you need to figure this all out.” He says as he pulls the covers off and starts to get up.
“UM. Me? I have to figure this out??”
“I—“
“NO! WE have to figure this out.”
“Okay…” he says looking kind of sad. I didn’t mean to flip out on him but, i—its just, we both have to figure this out together.
“SIT” I demanded, let the talk begin.

Notes

sorry it's so short..