Chapter 5 Confession Is Good For The Soul

Theodore's POV

I wake up to find Quensilla all wrapped up in her sheets. There was this loud knocking at the door and she didn't look like she was about to get up to check it being deep in slumber and all.

Grumpily, I climb out of bed and yank the dorm room open to find that imbecile who was talking to my girl.

"Hello." He greets and I raise an eyebrow to which he crosses his arms.

"I'm sure you know I'm not here to see you."He states and I send him a fake smile.

"Back away Salty."

"Salty?"

"Cause your name is Ocean."

"Oo, I see what you did there."

"Right... Anyway, Silla's asleep. Come back never. Good day." I move to slam the door but he pushes it slightly.

"Can you tell her to meet me at the coffee shop?"

"Sure will." Not.

I roll my eyes as he leaves and turns to find Silla rubbing her eyes adorably.

"Mm, who was that?" She murmurs sleepily the sheets draping helplessly across her barely clothed chest.

"No one special."