Love Changed Us

Chapter 10

Stefania's POV:

When I opened my eyes my first thought was Danielle. After that I ran to the bathroom because I knew I was going to get sick. I knelt down next to the toilet and let out everything from last night. Perfect start of the year. I shoudl've drunk less than that. I stood up to was my face with cold water but as I looked into the mirror I wanted to cry. I look like an alcoholic. My head is ponding and I'm still a bit dizzy. Shit. Danielle. My thoughts are back at her. I might have been drunk but I remember everything we've done last night. Or what she did to...Marus? That was his name? I have to say thank you for her. But after she took me home I acted really weird. She told me to sober up before I ask her to stay again, and she is right. The thing is that I'm sober now, sort of, and I still want her here. I open my phone and search for her name.

me: hey! I just woke up and I'm hangover as shit. How are you feeling? 

I texted her not knowing how should I bring up last night or maybe I shouldn't...

Danielle: good morning! I'm good, my hand is a bit fucked up but it was worth it! I hope you will get better, take some aspirins.

Ugh I love her. I mean no- aghh. I need to fix this. 

me: thank you for that! for real...and can we somewhen talk about what happened before?

Danielle: about what? you begging me to kiss you or you undressing me or you begging me again to stay with you for the night? you are really naughty when you are drunk tho!!:)) 

I'm staring at my phone with my cheeks burning. I don't know what to say. I really was a bit clingy but was it because of the alcohol?

me: not only when I'm drunk ;))

Danielle: oh really? :O

me: idk i guess you'll have to find out...

Danielle: are you flirting with me right now? 

I'm smiling from ear to ear. Yes. I'm flirting with her. My heart is in my throath and that's how I know that I feel more against her than a simple friendship. I tried to hide it but why should I? Life is too short for that.

me: now that I'm sober are you willing come over?

Danielle: maybe...

me: well, you know my address...

I put my phone down and hopped in the shower to clean myself from the smell of alcohol. I know she will come.

Danielle's POV:

I'm staring at my phone. In my car. In front of her house. When she invited me over I jumped into my car without a second thought. I'm getting out of my car. Walking up to her door and knocking on it slightly. When she opens it she is wearing a robe. Maybe nothing underneath. My eyes are on her collarbone.

,,Are you coming in or what?" she says with a smile.

,,Only if I can keep my shirt on." I'm joking with her.

She rolls her eyes and turns around to walk to her couch. She sits down and pats the fabric next to her. I'm sitting down while keeping eye contact.

,,So..." she starts. ,,Thank you for looking out for me last night. And sorry for my behavior." she adds with a soft smile. 

,,You don't have to be sorry. I wish you would've been sober, I really wanted to stay. I just couldn't do what Marcus almost did and what I fucked him up for." I said as I smiled back.