Geekular COMPLETED

Chapter 9

Head pounding. That's what I feel, waking up just now.

"Good morning." I hear a husky voice, beside me. Oh no... I creepily turn my head to the side. Xavier, smiling brightly at me, lays on his side besides me. Something bubbles in my stomach, causing it to rise in my throat. Jolting off the bed, I run into the bathroom. I throw up the substances as I kneel in front of the toilet. After several puke, coming out, I finally finish, flushing the toilet.

"You know, I did hear that masturbation helps with the hangover."

I slowly turn to my head towards the door, and see Xavier, leaning against the door, wearing nothing but his black Hanes boxer. "Shut up. Why are you half naked?" Questioning him as look him up and down.

He smirks. "Checking me out?"

Blushing, I shake my head, making the throbbing in my head worse. "Well, I sleep half naked, that is why I'm like this." Gesturing at his body.

A thought pops in my mind and I quickly look down, seeing myself wearing a grey button-down shirt. No pants, whatsoever, is on. "Why am I not in my clothes." I questioningly look at him.

Scratching the back of his neck, he laughs, innocently. "Well, your shirt was covered in puke, so I removes it, then put mine on you. Your pants on the other hand.." He, then, blushes. ".. You took them off yourself.. In front of me.. While dancing to the beat of the music that came from downstairs."

I DID WHAT?

"Oh my god...." I cover my face with my hands, hiding it from embarrassment.

"It's okay, love. I quite enjoyed it, actually."

"Get out!" Saying through my hands, muffling my voice. I hear feet padding the wooden floor, coming towards me.

"C'mon. Get up. We need to at least help that pain in your head." He removes my hands from my face, then grabs my shoulders, pulling me up at ease.

Still embarrass about the awkward event I've just heard, I let him guide out the room, down the stairs, and into the kitchen. Looking at my surrounds, some of the people from the party scatters around the living room, hallway, and backyard, still sleeping. As I climb on top of the counter chair, I watch Xavier, filling a glass of water in the sink. "Here ya go." Passing the glass to me. "Finish all of it."

I gulp down the glass to it's last drop, quenching my dry throat. Two Ibuprofen lays in front of me. "It helps with the headache." Xavier says, as he take the pill as well. Grabbing both pills, I throw it in my mouth, swallowing them.

"I feel gross."

Laughing, he walks around the counter, climbing onto the counter chair next to me.

Gosh, my poor head hurts." I see Claire, walking into the kitchen. I look at her current attire. No longer wearing her beautiful dress. She wears a white V neck t-shirt that reaches to her thighs. "Claire, who's shirt is that?"

She looks down, staring at the piece of the clothing she has on, then shrugs as she walks to the opposite side of the counter. "I don't care. All I care about is that my bra and panties are still on. Where's the Tylenol?" She searches the drawers in front of her. "Never mind." She pops the cap open, taking out a pill.

"Need some water?" Xavier ask.

She swallows the pill. "Actually, is there any orange juice."

"I'll go check." He jumps off the chair, heading to the refrigerator. Claire, then, looks at me. "How are you feeling?"

"Gross."

She laughs. "Me too."

"Here ya go, Claire." Xavier hands her the glass of orange juice, which she gladly takes.