𝓈𝒾𝓍

                                    

                                          
Amber's POV 
I slowly opened my eyes as the pounding in my head increased making me groan. My senses came back and I can feel a silky material around me.
All the memories came back and I felt an ache in my heart, I sat up and looked around to find myself is a dark room, not that the lights aren't on but the the room itself is dark.
Black bed sheets, a dark grey carpet, dark floor and huge floor-to-sink black windows that give an amazing view of New York.
It doesn't take a a genius to know that I am in Carlos' room considering I was with him before I fell asleep.
I looked around to find two doors but stopped when I heard his deep  voice say "good afternoon.".
My eyes moved to where the voice came from to see him sitting on one of the sofas that I was yet to see.
His legs are spread with his hand under his chin while the other is thrown between his legs.
He stood up and walked towards me before sitting next to me.
"Why am I here?" I asked, I know because I fell asleep but he could've woke me up. He locked his eyes with mine and said " because you fell asleep.".
I looked around once more and said "you could've woke me up.". He hummed and said " yes but you seemed tired, anyway how are you feeling now?".
To be honest a little better but still very hurt.
Nonetheless I forced a smile and said " I am fine now, thank you. How long have I been sleeping?".
He flashed me a little side smile which reminds me of nathan, he always did that to me because it showed the dimple on his cheek and he knew it was just as affective as puppy eyes.
 I was pulled out of my trance when he said "an hour only.", my mouth formed the shape of an o and I nodded.
I expected him to stand up or I don't know...do anything but he just looked at me as if analyzing me.
"what's wrong? why were you crying?." He asked while still holding eye contact.
I shook my head and said "I rather not talk about it."
I don't regret crying in front of him because he wasn't a jerk and actually made me feel better and there is this urge to tell him that's eating me up.
But I won't.
he  nodded and broke the eye contact thankfully  because I would either  have another meltdown or spill everything if he kept it.
He stood up and said " I will get you something to eat and then we can leave or stay whatever you want.".
I nodded and he left, his muscular back on display for me.
Maybe he's not an arrogant jerk after all....
I looked around the room again and stood up then walked to what I assume is the bathroom.
It's as big as mine but darker, I would be having a panic attack if it wasn't for the light from the windows.
I love black and the dark, they don't scare me but being in a dark room as in the insides of it are black makes me feel suffocated. I am claustrophobic.
I washed my face a little to ease the heat on my face. This always happens when I cry, my nose becomes red and I become hot, not to mention the headache I am having right now.
I got out of the bathroom to see Carlos sitting on the bed with a tray of food.
He smiled once he saw me which I assume is what he does in his house only because he never does at school.