Paradise Bound

Chapter 36

Will is staring back at me with a shocked expression on his face.

"Tessa? You don't really want that!"

"I do Will......I...."

"Okay look, you have no idea how much I would love to stay with you right now and do all the things that I have fantasised about doing ever since the day I met you."

"Then what's stopping you?"

"Several things.... Firstly you're drunk!"

"I'm not drunk!"

That would have sounded a lot more convincing if I hadn't of just slurred my words.

"Secondly you haven't told me what happened with Isaac.... You guys seemed really into each other, I mean I could tell by him he was completely smitten with you."

I scoff loudly as I fall back against the sofa, frustration and sadness filling every part of my body.

"Yeah well he's not anymore..... He dumped me!"

"There has to be an explanation for it?"

"Whatever.... I'm fed up of being messed around.... I just want to get him out of my head!"

"And you think sleeping with me is going to help?"

"Maybe.... Only one way to find out!"

Will's eyes darken as he stares back at me intensely.

"Okay, here's what's going to happen. You are going to go to bed and sleep it off and if tomorrow, when you're sober, you still think it's a good..... I promise you I'll come over here and give you the night of your life!"

Will flashes me his cringe worthy grin and I'm finding it hard to argue with him.... I can't even remember why I asked him to stay in the first place.... My head is all over the place.

"Come on Tessa..... Let's get you to bed."

Will helps me up off the sofa and links me into my bedroom. He stops beside the bed and pulls me to face him.

"Are you going to be okay?"

"Mmmm.....I'll be fine."

My eyes deceive me upon saying those words as the tears release themselves. Will immediately pulls me into his big strong arms, trying to comfort me.

"Tessa, we'll sort this out.... I promise."

When I move back from Will I sink down onto my bed, not bothering to remove my clothes. I feel the warmth of a blanket covering my body as my eyelids grow heavy and I drift off into a deep sleep.

Tuesday morning.

I roll over in my bed as my alarm clock rings loudly throughout the bedroom. My head feels like it is going to burst open from the pounding that's happening inside of it.

I manage to reach for the alarm clock and switch it off, throwing it onto the ground in the process.

After I stumble out of the bed, still fully clothed, I notice a glass of water and two painkillers sitting on my nightstand with a small note that reads:

Morning Tessa, I thought you might need these.
I hope you are feeling better.
Don't worry about last night it will stay between you and I,
Will x

I feel a wave a nausea swish around my stomach as the memories of what happened last night come crashing down like a tonne of bricks.

(Fuck.... I really did ask Will to sleep with me last night? What the hell is wrong with me? How could I be so damn idiotic?! Thank god Will had some sense not to go through with it otherwise I would be filled with extreme regret along with the heartache I feel right now!)