The Alpha Chose Me

Jake Taylor was in my bed.

Why was Jake in my bed?

Glancing down at my hand a groan fell from my lips, bits and pieces started coming back to me. His kitchen and the way I acted, the nightclub. I punched him.

Then there was the car ride home, the things I said to him. Feeling my cheeks heat up I tried to stifle the giggle. I didn't want to wake him just yet.

"What you laughing at princess?".

Shit.

"Why are you in my bed?". I asked lifting the covers gently. I didn't have the clothes on that I wore last night.

"I think you'll find this is my bed". His voice was groggy and full of sleep. He wasn't under the covers and he was still fully clothed.

I was in his bed?

"Why am I in your bed?". Why didn't he take me home? my gran will be sick with worry. She was going to be so pissed that I didn't check in with her.

"You really don't remember?". Watching as he sat up I couldn't stop my eyes from wandering. Even first thing in the morning he was perfect.

"Did I do that to your face?" I asked sinking my teeth into my bottom lip. He had a nice little blue bruise under his right eye.

"You hit harder than most guys". He smirked. "You want some coffee?".

"I'll take that as a compliment". I grinned. "I really should be getting home. My gran will be really worried. I rarely stay out and when I do I always check in with her". I was rambling but I couldn't seem to stop.

"Your gran knows your here. Alanna covered for you. Now coffee how'd you like it?". Alanna had covered for me? The last time I saw Alanna I was pushing her off me. "Milk and 2 sugars. Could you bring me some water too, and maybe some pain killers".

"How much of last night do you remember?".

"Enough to know I won't be drinking ever again. Although I feel fine just my hand that's sore". And maybe a little bit of my dignity trashed.

"Pain killers and coffee coming right up". Winking at me he left the room closing the door quietly behind him. This morning was going better than I expected. I had a clear mind on what happened last night I just wasn't telling him that. Every time I thought about it I could feel my face turning red.

I basically threw myself at him.

But then there was the part where he practically called me a whore. I wondered if he remembered that? I couldn't remember ever seeing him with a drink in his hand last night.

Suddenly the door burst open. "I'm dying". She groaned, pulling the covers back she got in beside me. "Never drinking again. My head is so sore".

"How do you think I feel?". Lifting up my hand we both started to laugh. "Next time remember me not to punch your brother. It was like hitting a brick wall. Felt good though". I smirked.

"Why did you hit him?". She asked a yawn escaping her mouth. "All I remember was you dancing, seriously where did you learn to dance like that? everyone in that club had their eyes on you. Anyway I saw a guy dancing with you and then Jake kinda lost it".

"We were just dancing. The guy was gay". Slipping my hand inside my bra I grinned when I pulled it out. "His number in case I want to go out dancing".

even pulled a gay guy". We both fell into fits of laughter again. "Last night was

then Jake returned with 2 cups of coffee, his

glaring

come back soon". Did he just give her a

"And painkillers prescribed to you from the doctor". Putting my coffee down I took the 4 pills and glass of water from him. It was like he was pushing for me to remember but he

them with some water. "I remember everything". There was no point in hiding it. No matter how embarrassing it was. "That's not me Jake". And it wasn't I didn't just throw myself

My stomach dropped. Was that all he had to say? "Finish your coffee and I'll walk you home".

clothes were but I noticed one of his jumpers at the end of the bed. Slipping it over my head I

that his mom? "Have you told

"Mom".

that means. Claim her before someone else

in gods name were they

"Times not-.."

Smiling at her I made my way into

mean to interrupt I'm just looking for my things before I head home".

I can't seem to find your shoes". Handing me the bag I took out my phone.

the road outside that nightclub. Good job they

"I'll walk you home".

too". I smiled. "I only

gran was already sat at the table having breakfast, reading the morning newspaper. Once she saw me she jumped up from her seat.

just a

told me you tripped. It's they shoes Leah, I don't even

told her

shower". I wanted a shower, clean pyjamas and my own bed. "I'll eat something

make it and bring it up. Now come here until I cover your hand.

A plastic bag?

gran?". I grinned looking down

stop it from getting wet. Take your coffee and go get showered. I want

worked. With the towel wrapped around my body I exited my bathroom. I felt

10 so I still had the full day ahead of me. Hearing the knock on my door I frowned. When did she start to knock? "Gran you can come

My face went scarlet.

was he in my house? more importantly why was he up

aren't on show". He smirked slipping past me. What was he doing? "Nice room". It still wasn't finished but it had what I needed. "Who's the guy?". He was looking at the photo's

are you here?".

the floor he took a seat on the edge of my bed. "So who's the guy?".

leave my grans down stairs". She wasn't keen on boys being in my room.

me". Showing me that devilish smirk that he had down to

out. I should have left them, they were a mess. Putting them away in my wardrope I turned to find he

"Jake". I sighed.

Turning on my TV he flicked it straight to football. That wasn't happening. I still found it strange that he was

yourself at home why don't you". I huffed just as my gran

wanted to slap that smug look off his face so badly.