Capítulo 4: Love at Second Sight

I woke up in my bed, startled. I wasn't here yesterday. I looked around, and noticed one thing. "I'm not in my bedroom." I said out loud. I quickly got out of the bed, silently walking to the door. I cracked it, sliding out of the door in mere seconds. Someone grabbed my arm and I growled, pinning them to the wall. I realized it was Stark and sighed, letting go. He looked at me sideways, giving me a glass of red liquid. I drank it slowly, reveling in it."What is it?" he asked curiously. "Red wine, it's good for the heart." Once I was finished, I walked back to my bedroom. I realized I didn't have anything to wear, and sighed. "Stark?" I asked softly, walking to the door. "Yeah?" he replied, opening the door. I looked down, embarrassed. "I don't.. have anything to wear." I whispered softly, biting my lip. He laughed softly, giving me a black sweatshirt. "I knew you were gonna say that." he said as he walked to the door. I quickly put it on, checking it out. "But, it's...so big!" I whined, holding the bottom up. He laughed once again as he turned around. He walked up to me, fixing it. He was way taller than me and had intense gray eyes. I unintentionally looked at his mouth. I wanted to kiss him. No! But, it's just a kiss, I thought to myself. As he looked down at me I breathed deeply, unsure what to do. "I'm sorry." I said. "Why? You didn't-" I cut him off by kissing him softly. I pulled away, regretting nothing. He pulled me back in, kissing back. I intertwined my fingers in his hair, feeling the soft edge. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me in as close as we could be. I pulled his hair harder, making him gasp in my mouth. Zachary knocked on the door and we let go quickly. There was a question in his eyes and I looked back at him. Later, I replied with my eyes. I opened the door, leaning on the doorframe. "You're awake." he said incredulously. "Well, I can't sleep in the night." I gave a slight smile, winking. I brushed past him, giving him a peck on the cheek. "I need to go get my clothes." I said as he kissed my forehead. I felt...guilty. I shouldn't have kissed Stark. "Your clothes are in my bedroom." he replied, leading the way. I followed hesitantly, glancing back at Stark. He smiled distantly, closing the door.