Cheyenne's POV
I nuzzled myself closer to the warm body close to me. For some reason I was extremely cold. I felt the arms pull me in tighter and a long breath was let out. I was so comfortable that it never even occurred to me that I should be worried about who was lying next to me in bed and where I actually was. But then it hit me.
I fluttered my eyes open and immediately looked down and was glad to see that I still had clothes on, although they were different than the ones I was in last night. Then I gradually raised my eyes to see Kellin lying shirtless beside me. I started to blink rapidly trying to remember what happen last night. I had no such luck. Then next thing I had to check was were I was exactly. I looked around the familiar room to find that it was Kellin's bedroom. How did I get here? What am I doing here? I felt Kellin started to stir so I closed my eyes and tried to pretend I was asleep.
"Turtle are you awake?" He said in a really sexy raspy tone. This was the second time in the last two days that I heard that voice and woke up in his arms.
"Yeah I'm awake," I said and looked up at him. He smiled at me and I smiled back, but my smile soon turned into a confused look. "How did I get here?"
Kellin's smile faded and he solemnly looked into my eyes. "Vic drove us here. After we umm. . . Pried you off of Barakat."
I thought about last night and remembered taking lots of tequila shots before Jack walked in and I. . . holy fuck. "Oh my God do I even want to know what I did?"
"Well you didn't sleep with him if that's what you're getting at." Kellin said sitting up. I reluctantly followed his actions.
"Oh," I said pulling my knees into myself. "What did I do?"
"I could say that there was a lack of oxygen between you two, and you should check if your tongue's still in tact." I felt guilty and stupid. I knew that Kellin didn't like the idea me and Jack and I went along and did it anyway. I was fucking terrible.
"If I was in a room with Jack, then how did you and Vic get me here and why didn't you take me to my own house?" I asked making Kellin look down at his feet. He was lost in thought and I knew it was better not to bother him in this state so I laid back on the bed on pulled the blankets over my face.
Kellin's POV
"If I was in a room with Jack, then how did you and Vic get me here and why didn't you take me to my own house?" Asked Cheyenne and I stared down at my feet. I didn't want to tell her what happened last night because I felt like it was all a big drunken mistake. I thought back to last night and remembered every moment. . .
FLASHBACK
"Hey look at you all smiley!" Said Vic as I walked out of Justin's room. I had just talked to Cheyenne and all of a sudden got this good feeling in the pit of my stomach.
"I am gonna tell her Vic," I said and he smiled.
"Finally you got some balls!" He yelled.
"I don't know what it is but I just feel like there's something there and whether she wants me or not our friendship isn't gonna change. It feels right." I said as I went into the kitchen to grab something to drink when I noticed an empty tequila bottle. "Damn someone went crazy with the tequila shots."
"Hey that was a full bottle when I came in here 30 minutes ago." Said Vic inspecting the bottle. I looked over to notice the only shot glass around had red lipstick on it.
"Where's Cheyenne?" I asked.
"I don't know last I saw her was when you took her into Justin's room."
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Just Friends
SonstigesCheyenne Anchor and Kellin Quinn have been best friends since the day they met in 1st grade and haven't been anything more. But as time moves on, will they find that they can be more than just friends?