Caramel || Leonardo DiCaprio

Chapter 2: Deja Vu

Originally Published: October 4, 2022

LEO'S POV:

I kept holding onto my head the following morning, groaning as Tobey pushed a glass of water in front of me with medicine.

"How are you doing," he checked, us just sitting at the round table in the hotel room.

"Terrible. My heard hurts so bad," I sighed, avoiding even a glance at the blinding sunlight through the crack in the curtains. "I think I had a threesome last night, but I don't remember anything about it."

"If you mean puking next to the toilet all night long, then you didn't have one, bro," Tobey confirmed.

"But there were two people there," I murmured, sipping my drink as I winced.

"Yeah, me and the toilet, but there were no girls. You almost passed out at the club. Me and the guys had to practically carry you back here."

"I'm actually glad that's what happened instead, just not the hangover part."

My best friend slowly nodded as he looked at me concerned, me finally finding the strength to swallow the last pill.

"The guys and I decided to just have a relaxing day today. I think we're all pretty beat from last night," Tobey explained.

"Are you just staying around here?" I peeked up at him as I kept gripping my hair, most of my arm covering my view.

"No, we were going to go down to this place that has pool. I know how much you love playing that, but I figured you wouldn't feel up to it."

"Nah, it's cool. I think I can make it." I sat up a bit more before forcing myself to dig around for sunglasses in my luggage. I slipped them on, feeling slightly better not having lights illuminating my vision. There was nothing that could prepare me for the noise though. I almost felt dizzy as we all walked along the sidewalks of New York, constant traffic, horns, and sirens making my head throb worse than before my medicine. When we finally stepped inside the quieter building, it hurt to hear the balls getting hit with the pool sticks, me just slumping in a plastic chair.

"You want to go back to the hotel," Tobey offered.

"No, I'll just stay here." I placed my head in my hands, in total misery as I dealt with this massive hangover.

"Hey, are you following us, Sweetheart," I heard Issac pipe up after about half an hour. I reluctantly lifted my head to see the girl from last night. What are the odds we would be at the same building again? Unless she was following me or something. She seemed shocked to run into the group again though, her blonde hair pulled up into a ponytail. She was in a black pencil skirt with a white button up top, appearing as though she had come from work.

"No, I just came here to meet up with my sister," she answered, appearing timid from his rude attitude.

"What? Are you like a female pool player?"

"Actually I am. My great uncle taught me how to play."

"Oh... I'm sure he really knew what he was doing like what? When the real Titanic sunk," Isaac rudely said.

"Hey, lay off, man," I heard myself saying through the pain.

Just then another girl had entered the place. She had short, blonde hair and green eyes that matched the first girl. I wouldn't be surprised if they were twins, but they did look a little different.

"Hey, it's so good to see you," she gushed, embracing her sister that had been waiting for her.

"Maybe we should go to a coffee place or something instead," the first girl murmured to her sibling.