Oh Gosh, my head is killing me! What did I do last night?
"ugh" moaning in protest of my discomfort I stretch out trying to relieve my aching limbs.
Thump. "Ow!" what the hell?!
Snapping my eyes open I roll over leaning over the bed to see what the hell, or better yet who the hell just fell out of the bed, my bed, with me!
And there Daniel is glaring up at me with a mad, but cute pout rubbing his head. Awwwe.
"oops" I say sheepishly , I mean c'mon I could barely remember my name just morning how the hell was I suppose to know he was in the bed with me?
"yea oops!" he says getting up still angry dusting off his butt just for dramatics, because I mean let's face it my floor is not dirty.
I roll my eyes and then wince, stupid head ache. "My head is killing me" I say falling back into my pillows.
"your head? Well now my ass and my head is killing me!" D says getting back in the bed pushing me over in the process , who the hell does he think he is? This is my bed.
"stop pushing me. And I didnt push you that hard don't be such a baby. Plus how was I suppose to know you were there, what were you even doing in my bed?, in my room?"
"we came in here late last night, I was too tired to go home." he said rubbing his temples, looks like we're both going to be nursing hangovers just morning.
"great, you remember what happend last night?" I say with a little hope that he'd know if I made a fool of myself or not, better yet, scratch that I hope he don't know shit. I'd rather we both not remember than him have those images left to make fun of me.
"just a little bit, not much" he says casually. I let out a breath, good, doesn't look like I did much then.
"why? You don't remember anything?" he says looking at my ceiling.
"no, everything after my third shot is a blur." I say a little aggervated, Layla's gonna kill me when she finds out I drank. Maybe she doesn't have to.
"I do remember you stumping the hell out of jake's foot though" D says laughing loudly at the memory and wincing from his own volume, me doing the same.
I cover my face groaning into my hands, I can't believe I did that, poor jake, but hey nobody told him to try and kiss me, my lips did not have an invitation on them.
"I feel so bad" I say kinda honestly. And that's a big kinda.
"I don't" D says seriously, sobering up from his laughter. "I thought he was like your bestfriend why are you being mean?" come to think of it, I don't even know why Daniel reacted the way he did, I mean yeah it was funny for a little while, but it wasn't that funny, he was literally rolling on the floor in hysterics. Not to mention when he got up he 'accidentally' kicked jake's foot. Poor jake, I can still see him glaring at me every time I close my eyes.
Maybe he should have drank some more after that, they say alcohol numbs the pain. Oh well, it's over now, hopefully he learned a valuable lesson, 'Don't just go around kissing people all willy nilly' .
D folded his arms around his head shrugging, I tried not to watch how they flexed when he did that. Damn it shyla! Just stop liking him for like two point five seconds. " He is, and I'm not being mean , it was funny" he said casually like its no big deal. I looked at him longer trying to judge his reaction but he didn't give me much to Go off he just continued to stare at the ceiling. It ain't that interesting if you ask me. I guess it's not a big deal, maybe I'm just thinking too much into it, like I do everything else, like I probably did D's feelings towards me, thinking they're more than what they really are, I mean maybe all this time he really was just being friendly and not flirty, maybe that's what it's been all along, maybe I should have just listened to Aieva and not fallen for someone so soon. Ugh, I really hate myself right now.
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Her Heart, His tears,Their Love (Under construction)
RomanceHe slid his hand to the small of my back as my grip on his shoulders tightend. My back arched on its own from the tingles he was creating by rubbing small circles with the pad of his thumb. I swear if he kept this up there would be small holes where...