One Nights Mistake

PROLOGE

A.N: It seems that a lot of ppl are skipping the intro so ima js say it here ⚠️ GO READ THE TAGS BEFORE YOU READ THE BOOK. DONT BE MAD AT ME WHEN YOU REAF STUFF YOU DONT LIKE⚠️
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Crystal's POV

My head was pounding as I woke up in black Sliky sheets that weren't mine and next to someone that I didn't know. I looked under the cover and I don't have the same Black Skims dress on from last night, instead, I have an oversized black tee, some grey basketball shorts, and a veiny muscular arm over my waist. As I carefully turned to my side trying to see who this mystery man was and try not to wake him up. The flashbacks from last night came rushing into my mind.
   
*Beginning of flashback*
   "Hey, I had a really good time tonight. Wanna come back to my place?"  We were both drunk off our asses and I didn't feel like Ubering with a random stranger so I agreed.
*End of flashback*

I caught myself admiring his masculine features for a little too long. From his jawline so sharp I might bleed if I ran my finger across it, to his chiseled abs that were sculpted by God, and to his kissable plump pink lips. I even noticed a birthmark in the shape of a star on the side of his neck.

After I shook those nasty thoughts out of my head, I struggled to move his arm off my waist but eventually moved it. I tried to bend down to get my phone that somehow ended up on the floor but my legs gave out.  He must have got me good. I gripped the bed to support the fall I was trying to avoid and pressed all my body weight onto the mattress to get up.

When I finally caught my balance a deep raspy voice rang through my ears. "You're leaving?" I turned my head to look at him and nodded. "Stay" He grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer. His groggy morning voice almost made my knees buckle. "Or at least let me take you home." "Yeah no, I want to sleep in my bed and I don't usually stay in strangers' beds after a one-night stand...sorry,"

I said in a not-so-sorry tone while collecting my stuff. "Well, I don't have to be a stranger you know." He smirks. I chuckle and shake my head. I slither my hand out of his grip and head towards the door, but just as my hand is going to touch the doorknob his voice interrupts me again making me turn towards him.

He looks me up and down, biting his lip when he sees that I'm wearing his clothes. The black glasses he's now wearing add a touch of sophistication to his rough charm, framing his face perfectly and making his brown eyes stand out even more. "Come on, you can't just stay for like an hour more? Let me get to know you."

I tilt my head and squint my eyes at him. "Do you do this with every one-night stand, or just me?"

"Just you," he says with a grin.

I laugh a little before turning back to the door.

I open the door and walk- no sorry LIMP out into this fancy expensive-looking hallway with modern paintings, sculptures, and other cool modern pieces hanging from the walls. I stood there for a good 2 minutes before the man's voice from earlier disrupted me. "Let me at least cook for you it's the least I could do for giving you that limp".  He chuckled. I scowled at him while rolling my eyes and walking towards the front door.
 
Well, my head was hurting and I didn't want to be in an awkward car ride with a random Uber driver at like 5 in the morning. Thinking about the offer we sat in silence for a  good 2-3 minutes before he finally spoke up. "I insist."  I shook my head "No it's okay, I have errands to run anyway so.. but thanks for the offer anyway.

"Wait here, let me get you something." He walks into the kitchen and disappears. As I'm waiting for whatever the fuck he's going to give me I see a white and gray cat approach me. I bend down to pet it and look at its name tag , but before I could do that he comes in with two shot glasses.
"Um what the fuck you got goin on up in here?" He chuckles as if what I said was funny.

"My grandfather taught me that if you wake up with a hangover you need to take a shot when u wake up so it goes away. Just trust me." He pushes the glass towards me. "And why should I trust you?" I cross my arms and look at him. "You've trusted me enough to let me blow your back out." He shrugs at his little smart ass comment. My mouth drops. Who does this nigga think he is? I quickly grab the shot and down it in 3 seconds. The liquid burns my throat as it goes down.

I look up and him and see that his glass is also empty. "What was that? That was nasty asf." "Stay over for a while and the I can tell you." "No thanks sir." I give him his glass and turn back around to the door.  Before I can even touch the doorknob he speaks ups once again.

"I don't believe I ever got your name miss...?" I contemplated giving him my name because we would never see each other again but I didn't want to be rude. "Crystal, Ms. Crystal, and yours is..?" "Alan" "Nice to meet you Alan." and with that, I walked out the luxurious-looking front door and left.
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A.N
Would that be the last time they see each other?
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