All over me

Square One

"AHHHH" she screamed, shattering my eardrums. 

"How'd I get here, what is happening?!", she asked as she yanked the covers off of herself and lept out of my bed. 

"Calm down and I'll explain", I said. 

"Calm down, really? This is so wrong!"

"Just listen first. You got really drunk last night and when I tried to take you home, you wouldn't tell me your address, so we came to my house."

"I'm leaving. Where's my car?"

"It's at the bar? You were so drunk last night, which is why I drove."

"I'm calling an uber then."

"They don't drive here and you know that."

She stood there on her phone for a few minutes trying to find a car and saw that I was right. 

"I'm walking. Where are my things?"

"Downstairs in the kitchen. You're not walking though. I can take you to your house."

She was furious but said, "Ugh fine, but don't talk to me anymore. My head is killing me and I don't want to think about this being real for a second longer."

We walked downstairs, she got her things and we headed to my car. The only thing she said to me was her address and the rest of the car ride was silent. 

When we got to her house she immediately unbuckled her seatbelt and went to open her door. 

"Wait" I pleaded.

"For what? I never want to speak about this with you or anyone!" 

 "Please, just shut up and listen." 

Rebecca looked at me like I'd lost my mind saying that to her but I needed her to know I wasn't going to go around telling everyone what happened between me and the hot botany professor.

I began, "Look, I know you don't remember what happened last night but please don't spend time beating yourself up over it. We only kissed and you don't have to tell me it won't happen again, because I know it won't. I won't be telling anyone either, so you don't have to worry about that. I'm sure last night is a huge regret for you and it is for me too, considering you probably don't want to ever talk to me again, let alone let me do research with you." 

She sat there silently with her hand still on the door handle. Rebecca looked up at me, her eyes showing confusion and anger. I felt a little annoyed because she really only had the right to be angry with herself. She was the drunk one and she came on to me. 

Since she still hadn't spoken but also hadn't gotten out of the car, I continued. "Do you really not remember anything?" 

Again she said nothing. 

"Because I remember everything. Something I distinctly remember is you being drunk as hell and coming on to me. Do you know how long I've thought about kissing you? Now it has happened and you can't even remember it. I guess that's a good thing seeing as how much regret you have right now."

She looked up at me once more and sighed. "Alex" she paused, "I remember the kiss." 

"You do? But I thought-"

"I started to remember things throughout the morning. I remember how I was acting and I can't fault you for anything, I know that. I also want to apologize because I should have never acted that way around one of my students. It's inappropriate and wrong. I would never take the research opportunity away from you, but our relationship needs to be strictly school-related and that's it. Again, I'm sorry for last night."

With that, she opened the car door and walked inside her house. My heart broke a little hearing that she remembers the kiss but said nothing about if she had feelings for me or acknowledged that I had feelings for her. The kiss was just a result of her being drunk and me being there. 

I drove home and got in bed immediately. I turned over and I could smell Rebecca on the other pillow. I threw it off the bed and closed my eyes. I wish I could forget last night.