Tucker's P.O.V.
I wake up in Melanie's room, the sun shining brightly through her window. I look at the clock on the dresser and see that it's around eleven thirty. I smile as memories from last night run through my head, because everything was absolutely perfect and I wouldn't of changed a thing. I had hooked up with quite a few girls, but none of those times compared to what happened last night. None of those girls held a candle to Melanie and the feelings that she makes me feel. I roll over in bed so I can put my arm around her and hold her close to me, only to realize that she's not there.
I sit up in bed and look around the room for her, noticing that the bathroom door is open and she's not in there either. I go to pick up my phone to check texts and calls, only to see a note
