Olive's P.O.V.
My eyes felt heavy as I began to stir. My hands rubbed against the silky material of the softest sheets I'd ever felt. This was not my bed, that much I knew for sure, but I could not remember where I was before I went to bed. The smell of his cologne wafted into my mind as a strong reminder of where I was and what had taken place. I was in Lucas' bed alone. I found my phone on the nightstand, checking the time to see it was 1 o'clock in the morning already. I grabbed the sides of my head as I sat up, feeling it pound. I had a terrible headache, and my arms felt so sore. Lucas quickly appeared at my side.
"I'm so sorry Rose, I went too far." He bit his lip anxiously, looking me over. "Here, take this, and drink the whole glass."
He handed me some painkillers with a tall glass of water. I took it, chugging the refreshingly cool liquid after.
"What happened?" I asked him hoarsely.