His Surrogate || COMPLETED [EDITED]

CHAPTER 2: Heartbreak & One Night Stand Mistake 2

Zoey's Pov

Some sort of bright light shone through my eyelids, I groaned and tried to hide away from the bright lights. I snuggled into something hard, which is weird. I don't recall my pillow being hard. Plus, my body is restricted by something so heavy like my lungs are crying out to be free.

I slowly opened my eyes, but I was met with a body which got me confused. Emma doesn't have such a manly figure. I looked up, my eyes went wide when I saw a peaceful sleeping man. I jolted up and out of his grip that I didn't know I was in.

Who is this guy?

And what is he doing on my bed?

Wait, I can't recall going home last night. I looked around to meet unfamiliar surroundings. Where is this place? I looked down at myself, my eyes almost popped out.

Holy shit!

I'm naked under the duvet!

What the fuck happened?

So me and this man actually…nah, it can't be!
But how can I be naked next to a stranger that is completely naked?

How did all these even happen?

I tried recalling all that happened last after I left Julian's place. I went to the club house to try and get my head outta what I had witnessed about Julian, but I got drunk I guess. And got fucked by this handsome stranger beside me.

Fuck Zoey!

Why did you let this happen?

Ouch!

I felt a shooting pain in my head, I think I really drank out of my senses last night, that explains everything. I will never drink again, ever!

"Holy fuck! Who the fuck are you?" The man's deep voice jolted me out of my thoughts.

I turned my head to the direction of where the voice was coming from. It was the stranger I actually slept with last night, he is staring at me in horror.

I bet this is how I looked when I saw him. And damn, he is handsome!

"I said who the fuck are you?" His deep voice came again, bringing me outta my thoughts.

"I should be asking you, who are you? And how am I naked next to you?" I attacked back.

I don't think this man has any idea that he's naked. He quickly looked down at himself, and looked into the duvet. Horror, evidence in his face.

"Fuck! How did this happen?" He asked, staring daggers at me.

Seriously? We were both at fault.

"I don't know, I was drunk and barely recall anything that happened last night." I said, looking away.

My head aches.

"I was drunk too…fuck! It's a mistake." He said.
Now he's realizing that?

"Holy God! It's 2pm!" He yelled, glaring at the wall clock.

2pm?

I looked up at the wall clock, my eyes went wide. It's actually 2pm!

Work?

Emma would be so worried. I quickly searched for my phone but couldn't find it. Wait, I dropped it in my car before going into the club house to avoid Julian's call.