You've Lost Your Mind

I focused on my feet. Later I would have to explain all of this shit to Austin, I just knew it. "So... Mariah. It's getting kind of late. Do you want to stay or go home, or...?" I asked nervously. What's up with me? I'm never this shy or awkward.
Mariah let out a giggle. "Tomorrow's Saturday so I suppose if you two would have me I could stay," she said softly.
A burst of excitement shot through me. She wasn't just any girl, I knew that now. I had to have her.
Austin nodded. "I don't see why not," he said, taking another sip of his drink.
"Where do you want to sleep? I guess I could take the couch and you could have my bed," I suggested. I wouldn't normally take the couch but there's no way I was going to be rude and make her sleep there. "So what'll it be?"
She looked up at the ceiling as if in thought. "I suppose that could work," she said, running a hand through her thick brown hair.
"Great...well, I'm gonna go get some blankets to make myself a bed on the couch." I walked out of the kitchen and into my bedroom, grabbing a blanket from the drawer on the bottom of the bed and a pillow. I then returned to the living room and threw them on the couch. I could hear Mariah and Austin talking and stayed silent. Eavesdropping? Perhaps.
“Alan's a really sweet guy, he can be a douche though. Don't let him hurt you,” I heard Austin say. Did he just call me a douche?
“Oh, trust me. If one person is getting out of whatever we have unhurt it's gonna be me. But I'm not sure of we even have anything,” Mariah said.
“Alan really likes you, I can tell. He gets all nervous around you and he's never nervous around anyone,” Austin replied.
I took this as a good time to walk back into the kitchen. "You can head to my room whenever you're tired, Mariah."
"I am kind of sleepy," Mariah murmured. "Where's your room?"
I took her hand and led her out of the kitchen and to my room. "You can wear one of my shirts to sleep in if you want since I'm assuming you didn't bring pajamas," I offered.
She nodded. "Please?"
I handed her one of my t-shirts and turned around as she changed. When I turned back I saw her wearing my OM&M shirt that went all the way to her lower thighs.
"Thanks, Alan," she said softly. She walked over to the bed and laid down.
I walked over and stood next to her. Taking her hand, I kissed it. It was a lovey dovey mood but I didn't really care.
"Goodnight," Mariah whispered.
"Goodnight," I said, getting up to leave. She latched her fingers onto my arm.
"Stay?" she breathed.
I grinned and nodded, walking to the other side of the bed and sliding in next to her. It was amazing to think I'd only just met her today.

Notes

Sorry for the short chapter guys