Protector

Chapter 11

*Normal POV*

I woke up embedded in fluffy white sheets. Although I was laid comfortably, my head was pounding, so my pleasant awakening was ruined. I sighed and pushed myself up into a sitting position. It was then I realised I was not in my room.. I wasn't even in my house, and the garments I was wearing were definitely not mine. I recognised the room however, but- Wait. Was I in Aston's house? It wasn't his bedroom though, it must have been a spare room. I scrambled out of bed, going a little dizzy as the blood rushed to my head. Note to self: no sudden movements after a night out clubbing. Speaking of clubbing.. There wasn't much I could remember from last night. I most certainly couldn't remember leaving. The last thing I remembered was getting up to dance with the girls. Hmm.

I tiptoed out of the room, trying to be quiet in case Aston was sleeping. I wasn't sure what time it was, I could've woken up early.

"Babe?" someone spoke up from behind me. I almost jumped out of my skin. I spun around quickly, going dizzy again and losing my balance slightly. It was only Aston.

"Shit" I gasped as Aston steadied me.

"Are you okay?" he asked me.

"Yeah, but my head is killing. How did I end up here anyway?" I questioned.

"Ah, that.. What do you remember from last night?" he asked me, raising his eyebrows at me.

"Um.. Not a lot. I remember getting up to dance with the others, but after that, I'm blank" I shrugged.

"Ok.. I guess I have some explaining to do. Do you want something to eat? A drink? Then we'll talk" he smiled.

"A coffee would be nice" I smiled slightly, still a little confused.

Me and Aston sat at his kitchen table, both armed with mugs of coffee.

"So.. Explain" I pushed, taking a sip of my coffee.

"Right, so you went up to dance.." he started.

"Yeah?"

"Do you remember who you danced with?" he asked.

"The other girls..?" I questioned.

"At first, yeah.. But then you started dancing with a guy. Grinding" he said, lowering his head awkwardly, as if he was embarrassed.

"Shit, did I sleep with someone?" I prodded.

"No, no.. But you nearly did" he said.

"Go on" I sighed.

"Okay, so.. I saw this guy pulling you out of the club, obviously trying to take advantage of you; you didn't know what you were doing, you were smashed. So I followed you both out of the club, and found you down the alley way" he explain.

"Did I suck his dick or something?" I asked.

"No, no, let me finish. Okay, so you were down the side of the club.. And you looked like you'd changed your mind about him, you were trying to push him away, but he wouldn't have any of it. So I interrupted. We ended up getting into a fight, and both got kicked out of the club. They took you back inside. Reesh brought you out to me, and I took you home, but you didn't have a key, so here you are" he shrugged, half smiling.

"So.. Me and this guy didn't do anything?" I asked.

"Well, maybe.. I don't know" he sighed.

"What do you mean?" I questioned.

"When I found you.. He had his hand up your dress. I'm not sure if anything happened, but.. Yeah. Maybe it was just from the angle I was stood" he shrugged, drinking more of his coffee.

"For fucks sake, why am I such a mess?" I sighed, placing my still throbbing head in the palms of my hands.

"You're not a mess, you just had a lot to drink last night. We've all been there" he smiled, placing his hand on my shoulder anyway.

"Did I bring my bag home last night?" I asked, changing the subject.

"No, I didn't think you'd brought one.." he trailed off.

"Damn it, I must have left it at the club" I sighed.

"No worries, I'll drive you down and we can see if it's there" he smiled.

"No, it's okay, I'll go myself" I said, standing up.

"Nope, I'll take you. You're probably still too intoxicated from last night to drive anyway" he chuckled.

"Thanks" I smiled. "What time is it?"

"Just gone 1" Aston informed me, checking his watch.

"Shit, I've been here all day.. Sorry Ast" I sighed.

"Don't worry about it! Now go and get changed, I'll take you down now" he said.

After changing back into my dress from last night, me and Aston drove down to the last club we'd been at the previous night. I got some sort of creepy flashback as we walked past the alley way, which made me shudder.

"Can I help you?" a cleaner asked, opening the door for us after Aston had knocked on it.

"Hi, I left my bag here last night, is there any chance I could go in and look for it?" I smiled hopefully.

"If it's here, it'll have been found by now.. Go and knock on the manager's office, he should be in there. It'll be in there if it's been found" she smiled.

"Thanks" I nodded, hurrying in out of the cold. We headed straight for the manager's office, knocking on the door.

"Yes?" he called. I opened the door slightly.

"Hello, I was just wondering if a black and gold bag had been handed in after last night? I left it here"  frowned.

"Yes actually" he smiled, grabbing my bag from his desk draw.

"Yeah, that one's mine!" I smiled.

"Can you prove it's yours by unlocking the phone in it?" he asked, handing me the phone. I unlocked it for him and showed it to him. 6 missed calls and 11 new messages.. That'd be Kingsley, no doubt.

"Thanks for looking after me last night Ast" I smiled as he pulled up on his drive.

"No worries. I'm here for you, okay?"

"I know. Thank you" I said, kissing his cheek. "Goodbye" I smiled, before crossing the road, leaving him to get on with his Saturday.

Ok guuuuys, another part for you. Thanks so much for voting for these parts, this fanfic has skipped up to #718 for Thrillers! Even though it isn't very thrilling yet.. haha :p

But don't you think its funny how in my last part, I wrote about Aston having a fight outside a club.. And then he goes and gets into a bloody argument after the Brits! creeepy O.o :p

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