"What happened?" "Where am I?"

As I look around me everything is white. "Am I dead?" , "I must be dreaming".  

I'm going to be in trouble,I was supposed to go to class. The teacher is going to kill me.

But really where am I, If I'm not dead. I started looking around there was something on the center of the place. I start walking towards it I didn't notice but white roses were growing as I walked.

It was a bed.

It had golden covers.

Someone was sleeping on it.

 Their back was facing me. It looks like a guy. He is covered in blankets from half his shirtless back down.

And I can't help but stare. Now I'm close enough to the bed he is within arms reach.

I don't know who he is, just let him sleep. Yes that's it.I begin walking away, until I realize. Wait maybe he knows why I am here.

Then I go near the bed again. He is still sleeping. And I realize know that he is blond I was so distracted by him. " Who is he?"

I can't help it. I have never felt so helpless, at the mercy of someone sleeping.

I'm captivated. And I look again at his slight movements that tell me he is breathing. The way his slim shoulder blades move and the subtle curve of his neck to his shoulders. And I have to wake him up. I need to know why am I here. But I'm not brave enough to go to the other side to see his face and wake him. So I just shake his shoulder. "Can you tell me why am I here?" .

He doesn't respond  just removes the blankets, sits on the bed his back, is still facing me. And I don't know what to say.And then I hear his voice. And it makes me feel warm inside. 

"You came ". he says breathless

He stands up He is taller, much taller than me. He is wearing jeans, barefooted.

,and turns around with a smile, his chocolate brown eyes staring at me with a feeling, I only see in my mother's eyes. Love.

 His hair is parted in the middle. What does he mean?

" Where you waiting for me?"

" Every single day of my life"

" Who are you?"  I ask wh