Eight: Hips Don't Lie

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The morning sun flashed and woke me up. Munir had his arm around me. I didn't want to wake him but I had to get up. I managed to get his arm off of me and head to the bathroom.

I start to walk but I'm sore from last night. I guess Munir wanted to be an animal in bed. It worked. It was so cute how he tried to. I walk to the bathroom and take a long bath. The water felt so good against my skin. And it felt even better there to relax the soreness.

After my bath, I get out and wrap a towel around me. I walk back to the bedrrom and Munir was awake.

"Morning babe".

"Morning princess" he says with a huge grin across his face.

"Did you sleep good" I ask.

"Yeah, did you"?

"Yes, but it hurts to walk now because of you" I say, sarcastically.

"Sorry babe".

"I'm kidding. I had a lot of fun last night" I say, sitting back on the bed.

"I'm glad you did".

He kisses me and wraps his arm around my waist. He pulls me on top of him, continuing the kiss. His hands travel to my ass but I grab them and pin them to the bed.

We kiss for a long time then Munir breaks the kiss.

"What time is it"?

I grab my phone from the nightstand and check.

"Holy sh*t" I say, getting off of him.

"What"?

"It's 11:45am".

"Oh sh*t. Practice started an hour ago".

We quickly get dressed and leave the hotel. We catch a cab and go back to our house.

2 weeks later

Jess was over again. She's been distant with me ever since she's been living in Barcelona. I feel like we haven't had any real girl time like we did in Brazil. She won't tell me where she's going, or what she's doing.

"Can we go out tonight? I feel like we haven't had any real time to hang out" I ask.

"Sure, sorry about not being able to hang out with you. I've been really busy".

"As long as we can hang out, you're forgiven".

"What do you want to do tonight" she asks.

"We can go to Opium, if you want to".

"Yeah, I've heard about it".

"I've always wanted to go but just never got the energy to go. You wanna go around 10:00pm"?

"Yeah that sound great".

"Great".

I text Munir and tell him that me and Jess were going out. He said he was fine with it.

9:00pm

"Ali, we should go get ready".

"Ok, let's go".

We walk upstairs and get ready. I let Jess borrow one of my dresses.She wears a black, one shoulder dress with nude pumps. I wear a strapless, champange colored dress with black peep-toe platform stilletto heels. We do our hair and makeup and call a cab, cause we both are in the mood for drinking.

The cab gets here and we get in. I tell him the location and we head to the club. We arrive and go inside. Loud music fills my ears followed by the smell of alcohol. We immediately go to the bar and order some drinks. I order a vodka tonic and Jess orders rum and coke.

We drink and drink.

After the vodka tonic and 6 shots of tequila later, I'm drunk and can barely walk. I don't know why but I walk to the dancefloor and start dancing my ass off. I suddenly felt arms wrap around my waist. I start to move my hips in a sexual way. We dance for a while the he asks "Do you want something to drink"?

"No Ali, you've had waay too much" i thought.

"Sure" I say, very drunkly.

We go to the bar and he orders me a vodka and redbull in a huge glass. Somehow, I manage to drink it all.

"I want another" I say.

"Are you sure"?

"Yes".

He orders me another and I drink it within a matter of 5 minutes. At this point,I can't walk,so He carries me to his car and fastens my seatbelt.

"Where are we going"?

"Somewhere safe" he says.

He gets in the drivers seat and takes off.

I wake up to him shaking me.

"Hey, wake up".

"What"?

"We're at my house".

We get out of the car and into his house. He helps me up the stairs, but something isn't right.My stomach starts to feel queezy.

"I'm gonna be sick" I say and run to the bathroom. I throw up over and over again while he holds my hair back. After I puke everything I have inside of me, we walk to his room and I fall on his bed. I try to keep my eyes open but it's no use. I fall asleep.

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