God where am IThis doesn't look like the tour bus
I hear a shuffle next to me in this bed I'm laying in, I look at the clock- 5:26am
"Oh fuck"
"What?" I shriek at the person laying beside me
Oh not again
"Who the fuck are you?" I question the stranger
"I'm Josh, we met at the club last night. Wait you don't remember anything?" He sits up exposing his naked chest
"sorry I was hammered last night, I have to go" I stand up with just my bra on and no underwear. When I realized my bottom half was naked I dropped down to a squat on the floor so he couldn't see me and to look for my clothes.
"Your clothes are in the living room I think, you didn't really wait to strip them off" he sits up all the way and turns the lamp on next to his bed illuminating the room in a warm glow.
"Yeah that's what vodka does to me, sorry" I get a better look at him- not bad Lillian.
"Are you checking me out? We literally just had sex for like 2 hours" I choke on my own spit, turning around quickly to get away from the blush rising up my cheeks .
"Uh yeah sorry I just don't really remember much of it" I speak through my spit still sitting in my throat.
"Oh shit, I'm sorry I would've never done anything with you if I knew you were that drunk-" he stops himself in thought "You were extremely coherent and didn't seem like you had been drinking really at all?"
I turned back around to face him figuring the blush and look of shock was gone "Yeah I know that's usually how it goes sorry it's a normal thing for me. You're totally fine you didn't do anything wrong." He looks relieved and starts to stand up off the bed and he's completely naked "Ahhh" I whip my head back around toward the door covering my eyes, I hear him chuckle at my shy behavior "Well it was great to meet you and I'm sure I had a great time now I have to go, sorry." I tell him without turning back around to look at him I open the door and head into what looks like a living room to find my clothes. I put them back on and fix my hair as best I could so I don't look too disgruntled when I get back on the bus. I already know I'm going to get an earful from Maria and I don't need to make matters worse.
"Listen Sarah, I know you said you're from out of town and you're just visiting but if you're ever back here I'd like to see you again" Josh leans against the doorway with boxers on now
Sarah? I probably used a fake name again. I always make a fake alias when I meet random guys at bars. I always make it a sport to keep things as cold as possible so there's no chance of interaction after the fact.
"Uh yeah probably not, I don't think I'll be here again anytime soon. Sorry I really have to go, thanks for last night!" With that I ran toward the front door and took off down the steps of the apartment building not knowing where the hell I was.
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I open the door to the bus waving back at the Uber driver to let her know I'm good now. She wanted to make sure I was ok since I looked so disheveled she probably knew what just happened.
"Well I guess we can call off the search party" I come face to face with Maria with a very defined smirk
"Ugh leave me alone, I'm going back to sleep it's too early" I huff and stomp down the bus toward my bunk.
"You know Liam was asking where you went last night" I can hear the amusement in her voice as I rip back the curtain to my bed and crawl in and take off my shoes to put at the end of the bed. I'll put them away later when I get up and shower and get ready for the day, it's like 6:30am so I'll probably sleep for 2-3 more hours. The buses are driving out at 9 to get to Phoenix so we can get settled in the hotel before soundcheck at 6pm.
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