I'm an idiot. I know the shower as late as possible was a bad idea; I didn't want anyone to see me. After something that had happened at the previous home. I don't want to remember that previous memory it is too painful. So me being a genius decided to shower once everyone was asleep and sort myself out when no one was around. Seemed simple enough. Until I forgot to bring the change of clothes with me. So then while trying to sneak back to my room the towel got stuck in the door. Now I am stood here trying to pull my towel out of the door frame while covering up. Trust me if one of the little kids needs the loo now they are in for a shock! I knew something like this would happen and there is not much I can do. I could make a run for it butt naked; I can wait for help or keep trying to pull it out. But as fate has it my decision is made for me. When I my favourite laugh and I know who would be stood there grinning.

"Umm…Anna. Do you know want some help?"

He leaned forward to help and then realised why I was stood the way I was.

"Rick you know maybe stay there. You know because I'm well naked."

"Enough said! I will stay right here."

With a gleam in his eye he lent back on the wall opposite me. Looking a little bit embarrassed but mainly happy for what he had walked in on.

"So shorty, want to explain why you're showering at one in the morning? And why you're now stuck like this?"

"I forgot my clothes and in the rush. My towel jammed in the door hinge."

"That doesn't explain why you chose now to shower?"

I sighed, I knew I'd have to tell someone about the past home at some point but I was planning on it not being while I'm stood hiding behind a towel.

"It's a very long story. That I would rather tell you with clothes on. Plus if someone walks past now what are they going to think?"

"Okay very true. You hold the towel in place, so you know you don't flash me. Unless you want to because I would not object." Glancing at my raised eyebrow he refocused.

"Then I'll pull the towel out okay?"

"Okay let's do this. On 3"

He quietly counted down and the yanked the towel. This came free with great force flinging me to the floor in a heap of towel. I stood up quickly covering myself with the towel. Turning to face Rick he stood completely still as though in shock.

"Rick you okay?"

"What? Me sorry yeah. I may have seen something though. I tried not to look sorry." Rick ran his hand through his hair like he always seems to do around me.

"It's alright it was my fault. So how come…"

I was interrupted by the sound of someone coming towards us. I was about to panic when Rick grabbed my hand and pulled me into the airing cupboard. Rick was breathing very heavily and listening to the door. I just froze at how close we were. The cupboard isn't very big so I was pressed right up against Rick, in my towel. So close I could feel his heart pounding. Listening I could hear someone go into the toilet then leave again. Once they had gone Rick relaxed and turned his gaze down to me. Realising with his blush that he could probably see right down my top. I moved my arms to cover myself. Than realised a question.

"Rick what where you doing up? You were far to awake for going to the loo."

Rick's blush returned. His voice deepening and his accent getting even more prominent.

"You know Rick, I would never have thought of you as a blusher. Not a strong guy like you."

"Well it's really hard to get privacy in here and well you know sharing a room with Tyler means you know you can't…"

"Oh…Oh I get it. You were going to okay yeah." Now it was my turn to blush.

"And it's especially hard as Tyler isn't really at that stage in his life yet. He doesn't really understand the whole girl thing yet. All though the way he is going I will have to have a talk with him pretty soon."

"So looks like I'm not the only one sneaking around then."

"So how come you where?"

I knew it was coming. So I sunk to the floor. Rick went to sit down as well and with a second glance he appeared to have a thought. Pulling his shirt over his head he passed it to me. I wasn't really sure what was going on.

"It looks more normal for me to have no top on, then for you to be wearing nothing."

I pulled it on over my head, his top stopping just above my knees. It smelt just like Rick and well I liked the feel.

"Thanks Rick. Okay so you really want to know?"

"Yeah. I do. It can't be that bad? Tell you what you tell me yours and I'll tell you mine"

Taking a deep breath I looked down and began to talk.

"I was always bullied when I lived in the old house. Mainly by this one boy, Conner. He'd call me all these names and at first it was just teasing. Then it got worse. He would try and kiss me and get me to do stuff with him. One day he stole my clothes and my towels and I was left in the home being teased and well he just stood there looking at me. It just got worse from then on, tell I couldn't take it anymore. Well life is hard, and I wanted it to end. But I kept fighting and well I ended up here instead."

I let the tear fall down my cheek and felt Rick catch it.

"He's gone now you're here. We're one big family here and we'll take of you. Especially me. If he even comes near you I'll teach him a lesson."

"It's done now change is good. I got though it and it made me better."

I push the wet hair behind my ear. Looking up at him.

"You're turn."

"My parents are lying griffters. They steal from everyone. They ended up in prison and well I used to go along and help them. I was just as bad as them. Yet they ended up there and I ended up here. Seems unfair in away, but I hate it and them. Yet I love them so much. They can't change I am just waiting for them to realise that we live in a real world."

I could see the hurt in his eyes. Then pain it had caused him to tell me. I could see that it would be reflected in my eyes too. I couldn't help myself I leaned forward and ran my hand through his hair and inched closer to him. I forgot that we were in a care home. That all I was wearing was his shirt and well he had no shirt on. I even forgot the past. Right there all I saw was Rick. He mimicked my hand movement tracing my cheek bones till his hand reached my lips and then he leaned in. At first he lightly kissed me. Our lips barely grazing and then it was forceful like this was the only way he could truly show me his emotions. Then he pulled away, his hand still in my hair. I couldn't help but laugh, it was one in the morning and I was sat in a cupboard making out with a guy, both of us semi naked. He returned the grin and pulled me up so we were standing.

"Come on Shorty, we still have to put up with load kids waking us up at the crack of dawn. "

I took his extended hand as he led me back to my room. Just as we reached the door he leaned down and kissed my forehead. Before walking away. Leaving me shocked, stood in the hall wearing nothing but his top.