CHAPTER 2:
Valkyrie sighed and blinked. She looked around, then it all came flooding back to her. She let out a muffled scream and jumped to her feet, panicky detangling herself from Fletcher. "Oh my god. Fletch I'm so sorry." She couldn't help it, she started to cry. Fletcher now understood, he picked up a blanket and gently wrapped it around Valkyrie. He looks around her room, found his underpants hanging on the lamp. He put them on and looked at Valkyrie; she looked back at him and gave him a watery smile. "What?" Fletcher was confused, why would she be smiling. "You j-just put t-them on back t-to front."
Fletcher tidied Valkyrie's room while she was in the shower. He wondered what would happen to him if Skulduggery found out about this. He considered asking Val to keep it a secret. He found his T-shirt ripped to shreds, it was his favourite one and he was going to miss is but not as much as he was going to miss his head when Skulduggery discovered what he had done with Valkyrie.
Valkyrie came back into her room and found Fletcher sitting on the couch, she sat beside him. Fletcher put his arm around her and pulled her closer to him. "Fletch, you've still got no top on." He kicked the pile of blue rags into the bin and looked at Val. "Oh" She said, "I'll get you something to wear." She got up and opened her wardrobe; she pulled out a plain black top that always hung off her. "You can keep it if you like." Fletcher pulled it on over his head and touched his hair experimentally. It was a mess.
Valkyrie cuddled into him and soon cried herself to sleep. Fletcher decided not to teleport away and he fell asleep not long after putting a blanket around Valkyrie.
Not much happened in that chapter, the next one will be more exiting :DD