"Okay," Vanessa announced suddenly as she ran her fingers idly over his still slightly damp, naked chest. "You have to go home now."

He groaned, flipping onto his side and burying his face in the pillow. "Noooo..."

"Please..." she begged, pouting and squeezing his shoulder to make sure that he paid attention to her request.

"Why?" he moaned as he pulled her closer.

"Because...it's a..."

"It is not a matter of principle," he laughed. "It's just plain impractical. It is..." he paused to lift his head and try and locate a clock in the bare room.

As he did so, Vanessa reached over to the bedside table and checked the time on her phone. "2am," she filled in sheepishly.

"Right, it's 2am. I'm in your bed. I'm sleepy." He emphasised the fact with an over-exaggerated yawn and by snuggling further into the duvet. "It's just stupid for me to go home now."

"But Zac!"

"Shhhh," he teased. "I'm trying to get to sleep."

Vanessa huffed, sitting up straight in bed and not caring as the sheets pooled around her waist. "I have to spend the first night here on my own."

By Kate <3

There's a place I know if you're looking for a show
Where they go hardcore and there's glitter on the floor ♥

Have I found you, flightless bird?

Jealous, weeping.

Or have I lost you, flightless bird?

Grounded, bleeding.