My story

Chapter; 17

A/N Okay, I've SO sorry I didn't update for like, a month.. But it was a full on month. I am also very sorry if there are spelling mistakes, I oppied it off my phone without looking at the computer. Anyways, thanks for reading guys x

My eyes slowly opened, My head was throbbing and I wanted to be sick. I actually don’t know how much I had last night, but I think I had a lot..

I reached over a grabbed my Black Berry and pressed the centre button to see the time. 12:34 pm it read, as the light from my phone was latterly killing the inside of my eyes .

I hung my arm off the said of the bed and let my phone slip out of my head, landing on the floor just out of reach. I sighed and rested my pounding head on the pillow.

The memories from last night came flooding back from the back of my head; Amber wearing make up, watching American pie.

Then it hit me in the face; I kissed Amber.

For so long now, I’ve been denying it to myself that I liked her. Every time I saw that beautiful smile on her face, it’d make my day. Every time I saw her sad, it’d kill me on the inside. I knew deep down that I could never be with her. She only looks at me like I’m her brother; her friend.

The do say that drunks are honest, and honest I was.

The memory of looking into Amber’s eyes, her beautiful glossed lips as she quivered.

I remember closing my eyes and our lips connecting for the first time in history. That awesome moment I’ve been waiting for from God knows when.

The kiss was like it came natural to Amber, like she knew what she was doing. Or was it just because I was drunk? She opened her lips, allowing me to run my tongue along her bottom lip, leaving a soft, wet trail.

She was nervous, her breathing was incredibly fast. My heart was beating that fast I thought it was going to jump out of my mouth and into hers; then she would LITTERALY have my heart!

My breath must have tasted disgusting, because that’s when she pulled away ‘Reece, you’re drunk’ the words felt like they latterly hit my heart like a tone of bricks ‘Not to drunk’ I slurred out, trying to control my voice with desperation.

‘Goodnight Reece’ she sighed while getting up and walking away. Ah fuck.

Why the hell did I do that? Why the night when I was drunk? Alcohol! We need to have a talk, I WAS SAVING THIS MOMENT FOR A SPECIAL TIME TILL YOU RUINED IT!

What am I doing? I’m arguing with alcohol. I face palmed my head and groaned with pain, THIS FUCKING HURTS.

The door creaked open and Ambers arm appeared ‘Is it safe to enter?’ she said, amusement in her voice. I looked under the covers to see my naked body ‘Um, hang on a sec I got out of my mouth while moving to reach my box’s in pain.

I put them on slowly, trying not to wake the demons in the back of my head. ‘It’s safe now’ I said, laughing a bit and resting my head back on my pillow.

The rest of her body appeared into my view. She held a glass of water in one hand, panadole in the other and a weighed down plastic bag in the middle of her forearm. 

She smiled sympathetically at me and placed the water beside me ‘here’ she said, popping out 2 panadoles. I slowly got up out of my body patch and took the to panadoles out of her hand and the water.

One I had done that, she reached into her plastic bag and pulled out 3 blue Gatorade and 2 packets of skittles “These might help” she said while folding up the plastic bag and laid it on her lap.