She woke up with something heavy lying on top of her, disabling her from moving her body. She wondered why she felt different from when she had fallen asleep. Something seemed unfamiliar. But when she opened her eyes, it took her time to adjust to the darkness.
"What time is it?" She mumbled, but when she looked at Alex, he was fast asleep. She could only see a silhouette of him from the light coming from the window.
She realized that it was either still in the middle of the night or very early in the morning. But whatever it was, she wondered why they ended up in her room. She clearly remembered that they were both in the living room, sitting comfortably on the sofa.
But she was still very sleepy, and thinking was only giving her a headache, so she decided to close her eyes and dozed off again, snuggling closer to the warm body against her.
"Alex?" She called for him the next time she woke up.
To all those who are suggesting how the story should go, please don't worry, I am not offended. I am actually happy to hear your opinion on the matter. It gives me a new perspective.
There are those that might coincide with what I might write, but I am not sure of the others. I am still working on the story as I write every day. But I appreciate your input.
Thanks again to all my readers and supporters.