Dallas

*Shea’s P.O.V*

I woke up and sat up while I rubbed my eyes and looking over at the clock which read 5:00 am. “Why the hell am I awake?” I thought to myself. I looked over at Carrie who was still sound asleep and looking like an angel, like she always does. I ran my right hand through my hair as I sat there. “What if this ruins the relationship between Carrie and I?” I thought to myself. I pondered the thought for a little bit but just shook it off. That would never happen, we’re best friends.
I slowly got up trying my best not to wake up Carrie and headed towards the bathroom. “Maybe a shower would help.” I thought as my feet pressed against the cold hotel floors. I turned on the shower letting it warm up as I waited. “God I hope Carrie doesn’t freak out.”

*Carrie’s P.O.V.*
I woke up to the sounds of a closing door. When I sat up I looked around not recognizing where I was.

“What the hell…”

I heard the shower going off. Then I remembered everything from last night from the bar to cuddling in his arms.

“Oh no…”

When I heard the shower go off I freaked out a little, more so when I looked at what time it was. The clock read 5:15am meaning I might be late to AM practice at TCU. I quickly grabbed my clothes and put them on as fast as I could. When the bathroom door open Shea came out in only a towel and I was still trying to get ready.

“Hey what’s the rush for?”

“I am going to be late if I don’t leave now. I have practice at 6:30 and TCU is probably about 40 minutes away from here.”

I continued to look for my keys which were no where to be found. I looked up at Shea who was now wearing jeans without a shirt.

“Looking for your keys?”

“Yeah…”

I saw him reach in his pocket and pulled out a familiar looking pair of keys.

“Do you have your practice bag in your truck.”

“Yeah why?”

“I’ll drive you change. You wouldn’t want to go to practice in heels and a dress.”

I smiled as he pulled over a shirt. At least I could change on the way instead of when I get there.

“Thanks Shea you’re a life saver.”

As we walked out of the hotel room something about him seemed different. I don’t know if it was the fact that he just got laid or something else, but there was something different about me too. I kept getting a weird feeling everytime our eyes met, whatever it was it was weird. Shea was my best friend, even if I slept with him shouldn’t he stay that way?

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