Hiding In The Shadows

I wrap a towel around me and walk to my bedroom, I jump and nearly scream. Jackson's sat on my bed, holding a coffee. I forgot about him still being here.

“What is it with me scaring you? Do I look like a monster or something?” He laughs, touching his face to make sure it feels okay.

“Have you looked in the mirror lately? You're far from monstrous. I just forgot you were here, that's all.” Explaining my weird behaviour, I climb onto the bed next to him, realising I am wearing just a towel and holding it closed tightly. Why? I feel my head shake, Jackson isn’t Max.

“You look much better; I am guessing you needed that sleep?” His hand rubs my arm, his eyes watching me.

“I certainly did. I'm glad I don't have university. What time is it anyway?” I have not even checked.

“It's one-thirty; you missed breakfast and dinner.” His smile grows slightly.

“Oh, crap, I should get up. I have work today. Did you stay over?” My mind is trying to remember what happened after I fell asleep at the door,