Pulse {L.H}

Buzz.

Reyna's POV

After that night I have sworn to never drink again. There was no let up on the jackhammering that seemed to be taking place in my head. I had spent the entire Saturday in my bed, avoiding any contact with light and people.

Thank God my parents work on Saturdays.

Unfortunately, staying confined to my room gave me plenty of time to think. Blurbs of events from last night sent me into cringe attacks as they replayed in my head. They made me remember the dark, bright eyes of Calum Hood. The velvety voice that had sent my heart fluttering and legs weak. The same voice that had laughed and mocked me along with the rest of the drunken teens.

I squeezed my eyes shut even tighter and cursed myself for letting my guard down so easily. I had tried to have fun. I tried to fit in for once and look where it got me. Drowning in thoughts and tears as I pathetically attempt to wash away humiliation.

Something else popped up into my mind then. Another pair of enchanting eyes burning into mine. Blue as the sky and completely impassive. Inked arms guiding me through winding streets to my door. No one that stunning should have anything to do with someone like me.

The supposed dangerous blonde had become my rescuer on that awful night. Sure his whole image was intimidating and he had the sarcasm thing down, but he was there while everyone else was laughing away.

I also have to face the fact I'll never see him again.

I flipped myself over and groaned into my pillow, trying to rid myself of everything that had anything to do with last night. Just another cringe memory to add to my list.

My phone produced an irritatingly loud ping making me jump hard. I cursed the thing as I snatched it up from my night stand. The bright light from the screen made me wince as I read the time; 12:30 pm. A message from Sarah was revealed as I unlocked the device.

Sarah:)))
O my gosh I heard what happened last night about Calum and the drink thing please call me ):

I tossed my phone to the side, ignoring my best friend's plea. I wasn't exactly in the mood to talk anyone at the moment.

With a grunt, I forced my aching body up. A small pain shot through my lower back, probably bruised from when I fell. I stumbled to the bathroom while rubbing my eyes. I felt slightly light headed as flipped on the shower. That's when my stomach decide to reject what ever was in it. I quickly yanked up the toilet seat and hurled into it. I pulled my hair back the best I could as my insides felt like they were coming out.

"Ew ew ew ew ew ew ew gross." I choked as I flushed the putrid smelling stuff. I could handle killing zombies on video games and watching their blood and guts explode everywhere, but I could not handle throw up. I managed to get myself into the shower and let out a sigh of relief. The hot water washing away the last traces of alcohol and embarrassment. I scrubbed what remained of my smeared make up off my face and finished my shower routine a little slower than usual. My movements lazy leaving my mind too blurred to have the usual contemplations of life.

When I finally got out of the bathroom I made my way downstairs and plopped on the couch. I flipped the TV on and turned to spongebob, because why not?

After watching the sponge and sea star goof around for a while I felt my eyes begin to get droopy. I was just about to drift into oblivion when a loud, frantic knock came from my front door. I groaned in frustration as I hoisted myself up and away from comfort. I started towards the door as the knocks came louder.

"I'm going, I'm going!" I grumbled and yanked on the handle. "Would you please chill ou- Calum?"

And there he stood in black skinny jeans and a NASA t shirt. I suddenly became aware that I was in sweats and a hoodie, my hair still damp from showering. My heart started to race as Calum's dark eyes looked me up and down.