Vegas Lights

Chapter 13

Iris's P.O.V

I regained somewhat conscious when I heard the car door opening. I felt Brendon's arm snake under my legs and his other around my neck. He lifted me up and out of the car carrying me with my head resting against his chest. I heard a door open and Brendon talking to someone. I couldn't see who though, I didn't even have the strength to open my eyes anymore. I felt like if I did, I would vomit everywhere.

Brendon carried me up some stairs and into a room, laying me down on some very, very soft sheets along with a velvety smooth pillow. I want to say it was silk. I didn't really care either way, I was just glad to be laying down, even though it felt like I was on a roller coaster. He pulled the blanket on me and I gladly accepted them, snuggling into them. I felt Brendon's soft lips touch my forehead, and that was the last thing I remembered before my brain shut off and was met with sweet dreams.

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Even with my eyes still closed, the sun shining on them made me squint. I opened my eyes very slowly, and realized that this was not my apartment. Not even close. The windows were huge and the blinds on them was opened just enough to disturb my sleep. The bed I was in, was a California King with grey sheets and grey pillows. More pillows than necessary I might add. There was a small chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and the opening to what looks like a walk in closet. There was also a closed door in front of me to the left.

I lifted my head up and instantly regretted it. The pounding coming from head was severe enough to make me lay it back down. I started to remember little snippets of last night. I remembered what Marco had did, and then Brendon showed up, pummeling him. Oh god... Brendon. I made myself sit up all the way now, looking around the room once again. 'I'm not...?' I thought to myself. I can't be. The more and more I thought about what happened, more memories started coming back.

Brendon must've brought me to his house. 'Why didn't he take me back to my apartment?' I thought to myself. He knew where I lived since he had Louis come and pick me up everyday. I looked to my right and saw a bedside table with my phone and money on it. I put together why Brendon had brought me here. I left my purse with Lia, which had my keys in it. Great. As if this situation isn't embarrassing enough.

I carefully got up out of the bed and got myself on my two feet again. I looked down at myself, seeing I was still in the dress from last night. I felt gross. I slowly walked over to the door, putting my ear up to it to see if I could hear anything. Nothing. I grabbed the handle and turned it, opening the door. I peeked my head out and looked around. No one. I walked out and made a left, hoping I was going the right way.

I came upon an interior balcony with stairs all the way to the left. I slowly creeped my way out into the opening, looking down below. There wasn't anything besides the front door, and a room immediately to the left, from what I could see. I heard laughter coming from somewhere down there and I decided to follow it.
I walked towards the stairs and down them, being careful doing so. I heard the voices talking and kept walking towards it, seeing an opening. The sweet smell of food filled my nostrils as I got closer. 'Must be the kitchen.' I thought. I stuck my head in the room before placing my feet in.

As soon as I was in the kitchen, I saw this middle aged lady with her hair in a short ponytail cooking in front of the stove. Then I looked over at Brendon, who had a few papers scattered on top of the kitchen island along with a green coffee mug in his hand. He looked over to me and got up from where he was sitting, walking over to me.
"Oh. You're up. I thought you would still be asleep." Brendon said. I noticed he was wearing a pair of black glasses. He looked really adorable with them on. His messy hair that hung in his face was cute too.
"It was pretty bright in there." I said, pointing behind me.
"Sorry about that. How are you feeling?" He asked me.
"You don't have to apologize. I've been better." I admitted, placing my hair behind my ear.
"Here." Brendon handed me a glass of water along with two small pills that was sitting on the counter. "I was going to bring those to you but, you woke up before I could." He said smiling.
"It's okay, I got them now." I said, smiling back. I quickly popped the Ibuprofen into my mouth and brought the water to my lips, washing them down. I looked down at my clothes and cringed. I tried covering myself as much as I could but ultimately failed. Brendon noticed my discomfort and gently put his hand on my arm.
"You can go and get a shower, if you want. I don't have women's clothes but I can give you something of mine." He said.
The thought of wearing one of Brendon's shirts made me all warm and fuzzy on the inside.
"That's fine." I said with a smile.
"Come with me." He said, walking out of the kitchen.

I was following Brendon back towards the stairs when I got a glimpse of the room that was right beside them. It looked like the living room. It had a huge white sectional in the middle of the room with a table in front of it, along with a few chairs to each side. What really caught my attention was the piano, tucked away in a corner. I wondered if Brendon played it as well. His tattoo of the piano on his arm would make sense if he did.

We walked up the stairs and down the hallway from where I came. He walked into the room I had come from and walked over to the closet.
"Um, this is my room, I'm just gonna try to find something for you to wear from in here." He said, rifling through his things. So I was sleeping in Brendon's bed. I had to admit, he had great taste in beds.
"The bathroom is that door." He pointed in front of him, still inside the closet.
I looked over and seen the door he was referring to. It was right beside his flat screen tv that hung up on the wall right in front of his bed.
"I'll lay the clothes on my bed, and when you get dressed you can come back downstairs and get you something to eat." He said, still going through the clothes.
"O-okay." I said and started walking to the bathroom.

I walked in and shut the door behind me. It was about as big as his actual room. I saw a bathtub all the way at the end of the room with a shower right beside it. There was a double vanity against the left side of the wall. I walked up to it looking at my reflection. I looked like shit with the bags under my eyes and my makeup slightly smeared. I turned around so fast, like I thought I was going to turn to stone if I looked any longer. I saw a travel size shampoo and conditioner along with some body wash and grabbed them.

I grabbed a towel and set it out on the counter. I slipped off my red dress and kicked it to the side. I turned the water on to my liking, which was always super hot. I noticed the shower head was a waterfall one. I've always wanted to try one of those. I stepped inside and let the warm water run down my body. I stayed still for what felt like forever, just standing underneath it. I washed my hair and my body fairly quickly and got out.

I grabbed the towel from the counter and wrapped it around my body. I opened the door back up and popped my head out making sure Brendon was no longer in the room. Once I saw the coast was clear I opened the door fully and stepped out. I went over to the bed to see he had laid out a black Harley Davidson shirt along with a pair of... boxers? I guess it made the most sense out of everything else he has.

I dried my body off and put the clothes on. As I was putting his shirt on, i noticed it smelled like him. It was a clean shirt, but it still had a hint of him on it. I could literally smell it all day and not get tired of it. I dried my hair and put the towel back in the bathroom on the counter, not really sure as to where it goes.

I looked at myself in the mirror and fell in love with how I looked in Brendon's shirt and boxers. The boxers he had picked out fit surprisingly well. The shirt was a little big on me, but that's how I like it. I walked away from the mirror and out the door, closing it behind me. I stepped out of Brendon's bedroom, wondering what today has in store for me.

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A/N * Just a quick little question for anybody that may be reading. But could anyone tell me if they see the pictures I put up at the top of the chapters? Whenever I try to view it, I don't see them. I was wondering if you all did? Thank you all for reading, much love❤️ *