"morning," i said sheepishly, slightly self-conscious due to my shirtless figure. i handed him a pill and the water, which he took gladly.

"you're probably really confused as to why you're in my house," i muttered, hoping i wasn't worsening his obvious headache. "not really, i'm pretty sure i cried on you and then fell asleep. sorry about that." he said to me, handing back the half-finished glass of water.

"that's okay. i didn't know where you live and i didn't really know what to do so i just brought you here and slept on the floor." i rubbed the back of my neck nervously, hoping he didn't hate me for bringing him to my house.

"thanks for helping me, luke. sorry if i freaked you out." he smiled.

"it's nothing, really. do you want me to walk you home or something? will your parents be mad? i didn't mean to get you into any trouble or anything." michael cocked an eyebrow at me in amusement. "it's saturday, luke. they usually don't worry about me on weekends. but if you don't mind walking me home, i could always use some company."

i smiled brightly at him. "of course. let me just grab a shirt." i quickly pulled on a random tee shirt and led michael outside.