Why did those names sound so familiar? He wondered softly before whimpering in pain as more memories hit him with a horrible force.
His parents had recently died in a car accident that his sister was in and now they currently had their aunt Jenna l...
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Alfie Groaned, his head was pounding, his body was aching and his mouth was incredibly dry. Blinking rapidly, he tried to rid himself from the blindness the sun was giving him.
Rubbing his hand up and down his face as a way to shake off his tiredness, Alfie attempted to get up, only to be pulled down but an arm around his waist.
Alfie closed his eyes, he didn't get that drunk that he slept with his soulmate, did he? He hopped not. He wanted to be sober for whenever it happened.
Opening his eyes, Alfie slowly turned and let out a small breath of relief when he saw they where both fully clothed. Well, Stefan didn't have his shirt on, but that was about it.
Bitting his lip, Alfie couldn't stop himself and began gently tracing Stefan's muscles. What he failed to notice, was that Stefan was actually awake and was basking in the fact that his Mate was touching him.
Stefan cracked open one of his eyes, smiling softly at Alfie's innocent look. He didn't look as tired or stressed as he had for the past few days.
Stefan grabbed Alfie's hand, making said teen jump, and placed a soft kiss to his palm. "Good morning." He said, his voice thick from sleep.
Alfie had to stop himself from groaning, Stefan's morning voice was fucking hot, he thought to himself.
"Morning," Alfie replied quietly, as much as he tried to ignore it, his head was still pounding and he knew loud sounds would make it worse.
Stefan sat up, Wrapped one arm around Alfie's waist while the other went to his hair, running his fingers through it softly, smiling when Alfie leaned more into him. "How's your head?" He asked.
Alfie closed his eyes and placed his forehead on Stefan's shoulder, moaning softly, "Hurts," he mumbled. He sighed, "This is why I don't drink."
Stefan chuckled quietly, being mindful of his Mates sore head. "I didn't embarrass, did I?" Alfie asked.
Stefan shook his head, "No. actually, you just giggled a lot. Pouted a bit too," he teased softly.
Alfie groaned, pushing his head more into Stefan's shoulder, "Don't ever let me drink again."
Stefan opened his mouth to talk when he was interrupted by a hard loud pounding in the bedroom door.
"Alfie!" Elena screeched from the other side of the door, causing Alfie to whimper softly and cover his ears, "Get up! We have school!"
Once she had walked away, Alfie slowly pushes himself up, "You can shower here and borrow some clothes if you like?" He asked, looking towards Stefan, who was glaring at the door.
