18

"I'm going shopping with Ryan. I need an outfit." I said as I searched around for one of my many hair bands. It was a bit past twelve and I was meant to be out and ready but with Xander in my room, I just couldn't calm down.

I was jittery, excitement thrumming under my skin. We had slept together last night and I had woken up wrapped in Xander's arms. Xander asleep had to one of my favourite. His hair was all over the place and he looked relaxed. He doesn't even snore, he just held onto me, his grip firm and yet gentle.

How was this my life?

"Baby..." Xander said and I paused. It took a beat for me to turn to him. He had a hair ruffle in his hand and he was smiling. He looked so good relaxed as he was seated on the bed, leaning back, hair falling into his eyes.