My Roommate isn't a Gentleman

His hot breath on my skin must have woken me up from the deep slumber. I have no memory of coming in his room or sleeping beside him but that is a normal side-effect of drinking without thinking. The question doesn't hit me right in the face but rather it gradually gets engraved on my skin. 'What happened last night?' I definitely was having one of the worst days after being kicked out of my job at a time where I couldn't afford to lose it as I was on the verge of homelessness. The reunion of my college friends did nothing to lighten my mood. It just ended up with me drinking too much and ending up in his house sleeping beside him. I would have savored the moment,admired the piece of art in form of a human lying beside me if I were in any other situation but right now, I cannot afford my brain , my heart or anything to be distracted. I need to get a job as soon as possible and it has to be a high-paying job because I don't know about any other way to get myself out of the situation I have been thrown in , so unprepared and inexperienced. I get up hastily grabbing my purse from the table and trying to find my way out of his house. I cannot allow myself to process this fact that I am in his house or I won't be able to leave- not now. He was my high-school love and that's all. We never dated.We didn't even talk much. Maybe that was why I was so obsessed with him. If we had talked more, he would have been just another guy from my college. A human with flaws and a not-that-amazing personality but we didn't. So I just saw him as the one perfect guy with no flaws and insecurities. That was all. A high school infatuation and it would be highly stupid of me to act or even think about it now. Right. Get out of this huge puzzle of a house first. As soon as my hunt for the exit door was over, I felt his gaze and heard the husky (and obviously sexy) voice behind me. "Where are you going?" I turned around to see the messy hair hanging in front of his eyes which were staring into my soul. He was leaning on the wall so casually like it's a regular scenario happening in his doorway. I just point to the clock behind him and say ,"Late for work! Will catch up later and thanks for letting me stay over. Bye"I got out of the door and shut it behind me and got into the lift. Getting out of the buildig, I realized that I had just stayed over at one of the most expensive buildings in the whole city. What the actual f k! I fumbled around in my purse ensuring I had enough cash on me to get to my flat when I realized I left my phone up in his house or wait. I don't really know where did I leave my phone. But I don't have it on me, a thought freaking me out enough to dash back to find him waiting for me outside the door waving my phone. I hate looking so stupid but hey I just woke up, my brain is as foggy as a river in winter so pardon me. While I was awkwardly walking towards him, he just turned around and entered the apartment leaving me no other choice than to follow him. He kept the phone on the kitchen counter and brought two mugs of instant coffee. God! I needed coffee. And obviously the coffee even though instant had to be the best in the world if your crush hands it over to you. He stared back at me while drinking, cleared his throat and said, "Would you like to move in with me?" I didn't spit out coffee and that's the only thing I could focus on because Hello, I think I am listening voices now. My response couldn't even form a proper sentence. "You- what did you just- wait what?!" "Move in with me" "Heh, I guess you aren't sober yet (awkward teethy smile)" "I didn't drink yesterday" "Oh....." "Well you need a place to stay and I happen to have enough" Wait! How does he know that? And with this thought my mind flashes back to last night me blabbering about my miseries in his ears while sitting on his lap. Hold on a second....I was sitting on his lap!!What! Why?How? My expressions of realization seemed to entertain him and I couldn't stop wondering what else did I ramble on about. He asked again, "Move in with me?" "Okay" I need to look after mysef and survive through this joblessness first before and then worry about living with a guy under the same roof.