The Roadtrip

Part 5

"Hi.." I said a little overwhelmed and in shock at my nakedness.

"How long have you been up?" he said sitting up and showing his lovely, tanned, muscley, bare chest... 

"Huh?" he asked again. 

"Oh um just like a few minutes ago."

I grabbed the sheets and tried to cover myself up. I didn't want him to see me naked when he was sober. Not like this.

"Agh, my head" he said dropping back onto the bed.

I didn't really know what to do. I was confused. Had he seen me get naked? Did we do it? Did we do it when we were both drunk? Was he naked right now...? I turned my head slowly to the left where he was. His eyes were closed. 

I carefully lifted the sheet up from where it covered under his v-line. 

HE WAS.

"Holy balls!" I said, covering my mouth with my hand.

Suddenly Brooke rose up from the floor.

"Ouch, my back!" she got up on her feet and tried to walk to the bathroom but stood in the middle of the room. "Ouch my head!!"

"Hey, what's up with you?" she said staring at me.

"P-p-p.... " 

"Pah pah pah what?!" she said loudly. 

"Penis." I whispered, finally looking at her. 

"Girl if you're horny just keep it to yourself." 

"No Brooke, I saw Logan's... ya know!!" I whispered a little harder, waving my hands all over the place. 

"Oh I know that." she said, unfazed.

"What?" I asked puzzled. 

"You guys were all over eachother last night. Me and Finn had to freaking leave the room for you guys." 

"What?? And you let us? We were drunk!" I started shouting, hurting my own head. 

"Hey we were drunk too." 

"How do you remember all this anyway?" 

"I'm fucking Brooke Hart. I don't get hangovers." she laughed at her own joke.  

It was true though, she never really did.

***

When everyone was finally up and sort of hangover-free, we all three met Misha and Sean for breakfast in the hotel. 

Logan was very touchy and affectionate with me, I was beginning to wonder... 

"Hey how was it with Logan??" whispered Misha by my side as we walked towards the buffet table. 

"What do you mean what happened??" I snapped quietly. 

"Someone's crabby today.. Well you too were going on so well last night I thought maybe... You know" she winked. 

"Yes I 'know'. But Misha, you've got to help me. Do you know what Logan and I did last night?" 

"Well I know what Sean and I did last night" she said cheekily. 

I stared at her angrily. 

"I was just kidding! I didn't know what you guys did, we're not in the same room, remember."

It felt like I was some kind of police detective and I was the victim and no one seemed to care. 

We sat at a table and started eating. It was pretty silent, I mean we all had headaches and things were pretty awkward.  

Sean pointed over at my neck. 

"Heyy Cassie!" he winked. 

At first I thought, what the fuck was his problem, but then everyone started staring at me and waving their eyebrows. 

I looked down and saw a purple patch inbetween my neck and my collarbone. A hickey. 

I looked at Logan. He gave a little smirk. I smiled but inside I was a little nervous. Who knows exactly what I did last night. I had to find out.