The Wrong Side of the Bed
Disclaimer: Sky High isn't mine at all, sad to say.
Summary: This isn't Zach's room... and why is there a sleeping girl next to him? Is it time to panic yet?
Note 1: Not a Zach/ Magenta fic, although I do like the pairing.
Note 2 : This is my first Sky High fic... not quite sure how it'll turn out, but by all means let me know what you think. Constructive criticism only, please.:)
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The first thing that hits Zach when he wakes up is that this isn't his room.
He knows he's got something of a reputation as a spaz, but even he can't miss the fact that the walls are lavander.
Never in his life would he be caught dead with lavander walls.
It's bad enough that he's suffered endless teasing for his 'flourescent fetish' as Magenta likes to call it; he doesn't need to start with the girly colours.
Not that Zach has anything against girly colours, it's just that they don't appeal to him.
The second thing he notices is that there's someone else in the bed with him.
Normally, most people would panic at this point, but Zach isn't like most people. He'll assess the situation, then panic if the need calls for it.
He's here, in an unknown room, in an extremely comfortable bed. While he knows he should be concerned that he can't remember where he is or how he got here, he still doesn't panic.
It occurs to him that he could simply end all the suspense by turning over to see who's next to him, and it's his intention to do just that, but then the third realisation hits him.
He's stark naked.
Well... huh.
That's... different.
Suddenly, he's not sure he wants to know what happened last night.
He takes a glance around the section of the room that he can see from his position on his side and realises he can't find any trace of his clothes.
There's a tiny bit of panic starting to set in now, but he wills himself to calm down and to assess the situation.
Logic suggests that he should get up and search for the clothes, but he doesn't want to risk waking the sleeping person in the bed next to him.
It's their room after all, and he doesn't want to be a bad guest by interrupting a good sleep.
It occurs to him that it's completely insane to be thinking about things like that when there are obviously more pressing issues at hand, but he dismisses the thought.
He's still trying to decide what to do when the body next to him shifts and drapes an arm over his torso.
Zach tenses, waiting for the owner of the arm to wake up, but she - thank goodness it's a she- just snuggles up to him and keeps right on sleeping.
He's so caught up between blushing and still trying to figure out what's going on that It takes a while for the fourth realisation to sink in.
The body pressing against his is stark naked as well.
His eyes widen at the realisation and he notices with dismay that he's getting really turned on.
He glances at the arm and his heart skips a beat.
It's a beautiful arm, slender, dark, contrasting against his own pale skin quite nicely. The nails are long and French, and suddenly he has difficulty breathing because he knows who that arm belongs to.
He's figured out who this room belongs to.
And he's figured out that he'd better get the hell away from here before she wakes up, or someone's going to die, and he doesn't want that someone to be him.
Peace is going to have his head on a platter.
Shit. He's going to kill me.
His mind starts racing with plans of what to do first.
He needs to get to Will's house. Will might be able to protect him, at least for a little while.
"Zach?"
Oh shit.
The voice is still sleepy, and a little confused.
"Uh..."
Oh yes, Zach. Smooth. Real smooth.
"What time is it?"
Taken completely offguard by the normalness of the question, he checks his watch.
"7:30." he says, proud to be able to say something coherent even as he's hyperventilating on the inside. He can feel himself glowing.
And annoyingly, he can feel himself getting harder.
He needs to get out of here now.
Gently taking her hand off of him, he sits up and looks at her for the first time.
He regrets the action as soon as he takes it, because her eyes are drawing him in. They're big and dark and... he realises what she's doing before she herself does and when she does, he can see that she's completely mortified.
It makes him feel like a complete moron.
She scrambles off the bed, grabbing up the sheet- the lavender sheet- to cover herself and looking at him in terror.
"Oh no... Zach... what are you doing here? I didn't..."
She seems unable to finish the sentence, but he can read her like a book by now, and he knows he has to reassure her, somehow.
"No, you didn't, you couldn't, you're not that way." his voice comes out surprisingly steady for a naked guy probably in the last hour of his existence.
Zach's gentlemanly side wars with his need for self preservation and as he tried to calm her down.
She starts crying, and if that isn't an indication of how bad things are going to get, he doesn't know what is.
He stares at her, willing himself to remember last night, to remember anything that will make her stop blaming herself.
Running a hand through his blond hair, he steps foward trying to get her to look him in the eye.
"Lynn..."
"I forced you to be here, didn't I?"
Her voice is small, so small, and he notices that she's staring at the floor.
It's so unlike her that it makes his stomach twist.
"That's why you can't remember anything. I must have..."
"Stop it."
The words are firm and he can't believe they came out of his mouth, but apparently they did, because she's looking in his direction again.
"I said stop it. Look, I'd be lying if I said I knew how we got here, but I'm sure you didn't force me to do anything." He looks away shyly, willing his erection to go down.
"That's not who you are."
Zach is growing increasingly impressed with how well he's handling the situation when a voice interrupts him.
Her father's voice.
Oh, crap. Could this get any worse?
"Angel?"
"Yes, daddy?" she manages after what seemed to him like an eternity.
"Your friend Warren's here to see you."
Yes. Yes it can.
Zach whimpers.
He's going to die, he knows it.
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Ok, let me know what you think! I've got a few more chapters in mind, but I want to know what you think of this one first. Thanks!:)