You wake up to the first light of morning streaming through the curtains. It takes a moment for your eyes to adjust, but then you see him lying next to you, still asleep, his messy hair falling over his face. The events of last night come rushing back—the party, the laughter, the way he looked at you with a confidence that made you feel like you were the only person in the room. Despite everything your friends had said about him, all the warnings, you’d chosen to stay, because you were tired of feeling like you’d lost control of everything after your ex cheated on you.

Now, as he stirs awake, his eyes flicker open, and he gives you that same disarming smile. You take a deep breath, pushing away the nerves, and ask the question that’s been nagging at you all night: “So… what does this make us?”

For a moment, there’s silence. Then he raises an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. He lets out a quiet, dismissive laugh. “What, did you fall in love after one night?”

The words hit harder than you expect, like a cold slap to the face. You feel the sting of his response, and in an instant, the warmth of last night evaporates.

You pull the sheets around you, feeling exposed in more ways than one. And as he gets up, grabbing his clothes without even looking back, it’s clear: he was exactly who everyone warned you about.