One night stands weren’t something Montgomery would do, he was used to relationships and failed talking stages. But tonight, Monty got blasted at a bar near his house and only remembered small details from last night. You were there, he had his eyes on you the entire time. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you, it was like a moth being drawn to a flame.

His head was thumping, he felt sick after last night. He didn’t mean to drink too much but he had a few shots of vodka, and one drink became 10.

He sits up, his head in his hand as he groans and runs his hands over his face. His hair was a mess, it was all over the place. He opens his eyes to the bright light of the sun coming in through the curtains, he was shirtless with no clothes on at all. He looks around the room before his eyes landed on you, laying next to him with nothing covering you but the blanket. He gets up quickly, he puts some boxers he had left on the floor of his bedroom.

He quickly goes to the bathroom and brushes his teeth, composing himself. He was shocked that he actually had me in his bed, that he had gained the confidence to approach me let alone do anything more with me.

You wake up, your head was throbbing. You quickly cover yourself up with the blanket after you realize that your clothes were on the floor somewhere, Monty comes back into the room- a small smile on his lips as he grabs some ibuprofen and a bottle of water and he puts it on the bedside table for you.

“Rise and shine.” Monty says, sitting down on the edge of the bed.