Who changed my clothes

My heart skipped unnecessary beats at his words. The organ felt as if it's trying to escape from the confines of my chest.

So loud is my heartbeat, I heard nothing else aside from its irregular beating.

"What..."

"You heard me right Lat. I know I've not given you a reason to believe my words, but believe this, I've loved you for a long time. Denying my feelings for you isn't an option right now." He lowers his head towards me. His intention clear as the day.

He's going to kiss me!

He's finally going to kiss me for real!

He's going to kiss me!

"No!" I push him off me with all the strength I can muster. With him momentarily stunned, I stand to my feet.

"What's wrong with you?" He ask in concern. "Are you okay?"

"I am. Just..." I ran off before I can complete those words. Truth be told, I don't know how to react.

I might have wanted him to kiss me, but that doesn't mean am prepared for this.

Running into my room, I lock the door behind me, and backed it. Placing a hand on my chest, I try to calm the racing organ.

Mate tried to kiss me?

No, cancel that.

Mate confessed his love for me!

I feel like squealing in happiness. My face as bright as the sunlight * I know I can't compare to the heavenly body, but that doesn't mean am not cute*

"Lat?" Mate knocks on the door. "Are you okay?"

Taking a very deep steady breathe, I answer.

" Am okay. I just want to have a little rest. "

It's more as if am trying to get a little squealing time to myself. This is just too good to be true.

"Oh, okay. See you tomorrow." He says before I hear his retreating footsteps.

"Goodnight." I whisper.

Sliding to the floor, I tuck my knees to my chest.

*

I sit up in surprise. Taking in the bed, I look around in surprise.

How did I get here?

Last I checked, I slept sitting on the floor. Just how possible is it am now lying on the bed with blankets over me?

Did Mate come inside here?

I look at the clothes am currently putting on, my eyes widening in disbelief when I see what exactly it is am putting on.

How possible is this?

How possible is it I changed my clothes, but can't recall that? It's just not possible at all.

Hastily standing from the bed, I run to the door. Trying the doorknob, I sigh in relieve when I discover it locked.

Mate didn't enter in here?

I breathe out in relieve.

"But that's not possible!"

How can I change my clothes, and tuck myself in without being aware of doing just that? It's not possible at all.

*

Mate was already in the kitchen we I came down for breakfast.

He's sitting on the dinning chair, but haven't made a move to start eating. It's as if he's waiting for me.

"Why's your face like that?" He look like he wants to stand from the chair he's sitting on, but thought better of it. It's as if he doesn't know what to do, and what not to do.

"Nothing." I sit opposite him.

Dressed in a black shirt, and black slack, Mate looks like he's ready to go out.

"Are you going to work this morning?"

"Am planning on going to one of my companies, and am hoping you might want to accompany me?"

" You want me to accompany you to your company?" I ask to be sure I heard exactly what I think I heard.

"Is anything wrong with that?" Standing to his feet, Mate placed some pancakes into my plate.

" Nothing at all. Thanks. " I smile at him.

" Why are you thanking me? " He tilt his head to the side. "What did I do?"

"For the pancakes." Shy all of a sudden, I bend my head to hide my flush cheeks.

" Oh.. "

After that, no other words was exchanged between us. We both ate in silence.

"Did you come into my room?" I ask when I can't keep it in anymore. I need to know exactly what happened last night.

"When?" Standing from the chair he's sitting on, Mate packed the plates, and proceeded to the kitchen.

"Last night."

"Aside from the time I knocked and bade you goodnight, I've entered your room." Coming out from the kitchen, he sits on the same chair he was sitting on. " What's wrong? Why are you asking such questions? "

" Nothing. "

I don't know how to tell him of what happened last night. Who knows what he might think of that?

"It's not nothing if it made you this dull. You can tell me what's wrong love." He says in a concerned tone.

"My clothes are what's wrong? " I point at the same Pj's I found on my body when I woke up.

" Don't you like them? Don't worry, I'll get my maids to change them for you, or we can both go to the mall to purchase another one if you want.

When these clothes were bought, I never knew your favorite colour, and.... "

" That's not what's wrong. There's nothing wrong with this PJs. Am talking of how possible it is I changed into them without being aware of my actions. " I wouldn't have changed my clothes without being aware of it. It's just not possible at all.

"I don't understand your questions at all."

"I slept sitting on the floor with my knees on my chest, but I woke up on the bed wearing this. "

" You must have changed into them without knowing? "

" Exactly! I couldn't have changed into those clothes without being aware of it. " Am not the type of person to sleep walk. I've not done that in my entire life, and I don't think I'll start now.

"I still think you must have changed into it without being aware of it. That explains your worry."