CHAOS

LAYLA

"It was real, wasn't it? You and me. Such a long time ago, we were just a couple of kids. But we really loved each other, didn't we?"

~allie hamilton (the notebook)

I shut my laptop, rubbing my eyes.
It was 2:00 am and Emma was sprawled across the bed, sleeping like a log. 

I was glad everything was going smoothly after everyone's arrival.
Everything could be better, yes.
But that didn't mean this was any less precious.

I smiled.

BEFORE

"whooooo~" Emma echoed in the rain, beer in hand and the cigarette in her hand had gone out because of the pouring rain but she held onto it anyway.

I don't whose car we were sitting on. but I knew whoever this car belonged to was rich, a stranger sitting on the roof of their car wouldn't cost them much.

my head had started to slowly get heavy, 
A regular Friday night I guess.

"you know babe?" she said, I raised my eyebrows asking her to go ahead.

"I am sick of having all these flings," she said, her head hovered, her fingers moving as if playing the piano in the air. God, she was wasted.
"why?" I asked
"we're getting older, babe. I wanna fall in love!!!" she slurred the last part.
"Really?" I asked, she nodded vigorously
"And what about me?" I asked,
"Honey, you already are a wife," she blew raspberries, and I pouted.
"No, I'm not," I disagreed.

"you clean every day, BY WILL," she said, 
"I just like everything clean," I said, she giggled.
"you think we'll find LOVE?!" I asked.

I believed in love. I worshipped love! but I never thought of having love or being able to give love. A lot of girls dated, but they were just two people fooling around, I bet none of us had love. Being in it was a foreign thought for me.

"Hey! we're hot!" she said, placing her hands on her boobs. I laughed. We were cut off by shouting noises of people, the loud songs of the bar were heard when the door opened and then faded away. Two boys came out, both wearing white shirts and denim jeans.

I squinted my eyes as they went blurry.
"HEY?! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING ON MY CAR," one of them shouted, shooting his hand at us. I took him in again, he wasn't built but not unbuilt at the same time. His hands weren't muscular but his now see-through shirt showed that he was a sportsman.

The other man placed a hand on his shoulder and the first man almost went down because of the weight. He muttered something but the first one ignored him.

I could see the second guy well because he was behind the other. 
I was pulled by the shoulder and now we were standing on the roof of the car. 

"WE'RE HANGING OUT!" Emma said I furrowed my brows at her,
"I'm sorry-" I started but got off.
"HANGING OUT?! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" the guy asked, I could now see his blonde hair and noticed the British accent. 

He slowly came closer to the car and looked at Emma, I bent down and picked up my phone which was safe in a ziplock bag, and stood up too fast. My head which was already fucked up became extremely heavy.

"GET THE FUCK OF MY CAR!" the guy shouted, which made me flinch because of the loud noise making my leg slip, and in two seconds I was falling,
Like a usual fucking Friday night.

I too frozen to scream, I shut my eyes for the impact. But I hit something else before hitting the ground. It was hard but warm. It wrapped its hands around me before falling with me.

There was a sting in my leg, that slowly spread to my right leg and it slowly faded into pain. I hissed at the pain but when I opened my eyes I saw a chest, a very defined chest, and as I looked up to the face everything stopped. 

Blue eyes, sharp nose, broad eyebrows and the most beautiful pair of lips. I snapped out of it. but, didn't move, I gave him time to keep staring at me, waiting for him to snap out of his daze.

The position we were in slowly hit me.

My hand was on his stomach, and the other hand was beside his head. Certain parts were touching certain parts and my hair was dripping water onto his cheeks, while his hands were still gripping my waist.

I felt like I was shrinking, I was vanishing because everything felt light. I wanted to just forget this and fall back into his hard chest. And pass out, but I'd regret that tomorrow.

"I'm sorry," I said, trying to get off him but his hands were still sticking me to him, he snapped back and removed them
"it's fine, are y-" he was cut off by me.
"oh my god," I said shakily realizing I couldn't move because of the excruciating pain in my leg
"Excuse me?" 
"Oh, I'm sorry, I-" I started stuttering, noticing his deep voice, that rumbled through his chest that I could feel

"Are you okay?" he asked, 
"yes, I'm okay. perfectly fine," I said, wincing.
"you're hurt," he said, looking at my leg. I turned to see my very bleeding leg. 

"oh no," I breathed out,
"Hey, hey, take deep breaths," he put his hand on my shoulder but I shook it off, searching for my phone.

I spotted it, it was cracked I hurriedly crawled to it and tried to open it but the black screen mocked me. I felt water on my wound making it hurt even more.
"shit," I said. my breathing getting heavier.

"EMMA WE HAVE TO GO!" I shouted, she looked at me, still shouting at the other guy.
"Please," I whispered, the tears slowly rolling down my cheeks. I was about to pass out, I wanted to pass out, but I couldn't because Emma was even more wasted than I was and we had to get home, their shouting continued, and I hid in the palm of my hands.

I felt the man beside me move, and then a pair of warm hands pulled me in a hug, this time I didn't stop him because I was already giving up on consciousness until I felt a hand on my wound, I screamed, not thinking of the poor man's ear right in front of my lips  

"We have to apply pressure to make it stop bleeding!" the deep voice said, near my ear. I bit my lip in pain. 
"Is it okay if I drop you and your friend?" I nodded instantly.

it was wrong, very wrong! we were both insanely drunk and we didn't even know these guys' names. But I was in no position to do anything else. 

he slowly stood up, picking me up, bridal style It hurt even more in this position, my eyes were already shutting. 
"Timothy stops your bullshit, both of you get in the car. were going to the ER," he said, his deep voice vibrating in his chest, somehow bringing me goosebumps. And that's when everything went black. 

PRESENT

I kept smiling. Standing up and joining Emma on the corner of the bed.