A sea of spinning waves occupy and corrupt my drunk mind as if I can stabilize myself. Yet I fail to stay sober.
"Rory you're staying over, do I have to carry you too?" Atlas's voice echoes.
"Mhmmmm" I manage to say.
"Only because Lola would kill me if I don't" he jokes as his laughs hurt my head.
"It hurts stoppppp talkingggg!" I complain as I try to sober up even though I can't.
Before I know it I'm in a room and Lola's telling me to drink water.
"Rory you're at Lola's" Atlas speaks-well it sounds like him.
"Whurssss Jack? Jaaaaack Hughessssss HAHA"
"He's not here Rory. You should get some sleep because you're going to feel like shit when you wake up" he says as everything fades away into darkness where sleep consumes me.
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9:57am
My phone reads and my head hurts so much. I glance on the bedside table where there's a glass of water and some aspirin.
Thank you Lola or Atlas for this.
The sunlight slips through the curtains and
now it's hard to go back to sleep plus the aching head.
As I try to regain all my senses I try to think about last night and what happened last night. Especially with Jack.
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My thoughts are messy and it's hard to think of what my first impression of him as alcohol flows through my bloodstream.
I look into his blue eyes, the ones I won't stop talking about, thinking about ever since I first saw them.
"I started cursing in my head when you looked at me actually and found it really awkward" I smile.
"I was all Why did I just make eye contact with a hockey player?" I add.
"And then we kept doing it and I was so confused because in my head I said to myself that I don't even know who this guy is and didn't bother searching you up because I honestly wouldn't think that I'd ever see you again" I go on.
"But honestly, based off of what I saw on ice, you're really fucking good and I could never do what you guys do" I finish and he smiles in response.
He seems satisfied with my answer.
"Ohhh and you're attractive but that's all I'll say for now" I smirk and he looks a bit disappointed.
"Roryyyy"
"Yes? That's meeeeeee" I answer.
I wait for his reply before he says "Nothing never mind"
"You sure?" I question.
"Yeah I'm sure, have you ever had braces?" he questions.
"Oh God- I did for four years. When I was 12 up until I was 16. Did you?"
"Yeah for three years when I was 11 till I was 14"
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Fanfiction"I'd get lost in your ocean eyes my sanity now turned into madness all due to being under the influence of your words nothing left unspoken" What if eye contact led to so much? Her dark brown eyes that she hates so much drowning in his ocean eyes...
