Christopher (Isabella’s POV)
I woke up to warmth. I was about to sit up but something was heavy around my waist. I look up to see Rory on the couch with me, watching the television. My head is resting in his lap. He looked down at me and smiled.
“Hey, gave us all f*****g scare when you passed out,” he said. I sat up cradling my head. He helped me sit up.
“How long was I out,” I asked.
“A few hours. Noah left food in the oven for you.” He said, his eyes never left the screen of the flashing TV.
“I’m not hungry,” I frowned. He did not force the issue, but I could see his distrain.
Everything was dead quiet. I looked around and saw we were the only ones in the living room.
“Where’s everyone?”
“Asher and the others went to the club. They wanted to let you sleep. Colin volunteered to w
