Anna's P.O.V

Opening my eyes I was faced by the white ceiling. Staring at it for quite a long time I tried to remember what happened last night.

My lips carved into a smile without my realisation when the picture of Jackie came into my mind.

We were laying there for hours and I have no idea of how I came here, home on my bed.

Sitting up I groaned as I pulled back my messy hair and tied it up to messy bun. Yawning wide open I got off the bed and rushed towards the ...