I woke up looking at the familiar place and familiar smell. It's Xavier's room. Then the event that happened before I lost consciousness come back to me. It must be my imagination. Xavier can't talk right?. I can't believe my imagination is playing with me.
"It's not like I can't talk I just chose not to" I startled because the voice sound unfamiliar to my ears. That voice is so deep and have a British accent mix with it and sounds hot . I search for the one who make that voice and my eyes land on Xavier that sitting on the edge of the bed looking at me amused.
"huh?" I said confused.
"you said that I can't talk" He state with a 'duh' tone.
"I said that out loud?"
"yaaa" He replied.
"Okay".
"Do you have a weak heart? or some kind of sickness ? " He asked crawling towards me then lie
