It was not my first time in a boy's bedroom—or Gareth's bedroom, for that matter. But it was a first that I was alone in Gareth Winds's bedroom, in an alternate universe, with Gareth himself standing in front of me with his disheveled black hair, wearing only an old white shirt and gym shorts. This was the most casual I’d ever seen him, and I couldn’t believe that even though he looked like he had just gotten out of bed, he admittedly looked good without even trying.
With his eyes back to normal, he quickly scanned me from head to toe as I awkwardly stood by his study desk, while he stood with his back leaning against the wall. All I could think about was how I didn’t realize sooner that Gareth was just acting along. With that train of thought came the memories of him kissing me. Thrice n
