I felt a hand around my waist and tried to shake it off, but it wouldn't budge. My eyes snapped open, and to my surprise, Alex was the one holding me. I was furious. He must have come back into the room after I fell asleep.
Why didn't he take the couch? It was big enough for him. I hit him hard on the arm, hoping to wake him up. He did, and his tired eyes opened. I didn't care.
"Why did you have to come to bed?"I asked.
He rubbed his face and sat up. "Lisa, nothing happened. Why are you so worried about me sleeping on the bed?"
I scoffed. "We agreed not to share a bed, and you knew there was a couch in the room."
He rolled his eyes. "You were having a nightmare, so I came to bed to comfort you."
I was speechless. "What do you mean I was having a nightmare?"He nodded and got out of
