Alexander gazed at the white ceiling of his dark bedroom, unable to sleep at all. He knew he acted like it was nothing for them to be sharing a bed together, but his mind was now thinking otherwise.
How could he be so foolish in thinking this wouldn't be awkward?! Acting like it was nothing at all!
The idea of someone sleeping next to him was making him conscious, overthinking about everything that could go wrong. Sure they had a pillow divider between them, but what if he moved while he slept and landed on her side.
Or worse, grab her in his sleep. Treating her like some kind of pillow or plushie.
She would definitely think he was some kind of creep if that happened. Probably demand they end things because she wouldn't want to be around a creep. Then his mother would kill him when she found out.