"TEEN ROMANCE" ~ Malachi Barton

chapter - 22

THE NEXT MORNING - GIOVANNAS POV:

I wake up the next morning, feeling like absolute crap.

I groggily sit up, Malachis hand sliding off of me and onto the bed as he remains deep in sleep. I look around the room, not remembering really anything from last night.

Keira and Stone are asleep on the floor, i feel bad for making them but then again, I don't even know if I made them.

I laid back down on the bed, disrupting Malachi and causing him to wake up.

"hey," He says, rubbing his eyes.

"hi, what happened last night?" I ask.

He slowly sits up and leans on the walls behind him.

"oh...it's kinda..." he struggles to get his words out as he looks at me.

"it's what?" I ask again, furrowing my eyebrows and staring him down.

"you were...." he mumbles and i'm unable to hear him.

"I was what?"

"you were drugged..." he mutters.

"what!? by who!?" My voice raises as I begin to desperately search my brain for anything that had happened and if whoever drugged me was successful or not.

"johnny..."

"johnny?" i repeated his words, shocked that a good friend of mine would try and drug me, that's insane.

Malachi nods and pulls me into a hug.

TIME SKIP - MALACHIS POV

everyone was laying around by noon, hungover and just feeling horrible, we all just sat on the couch and watched tv. I tried to talk more to Gi about what happened at the party, but she shut down about it, claiming she didn't remember or didn't want to talk about it.

Once school started again I was so going to jump Johnny, or if I saw him in public, no way i'm letting that shit slide. it's insane.

My arm around Giovannas shoulder as we watched the tv, although i kept glancing at her, so much that it was probably more than i looked at the TV. The way her hair fell, she was just so beautiful in every single way, I can't even explain how in love I am with her.

I kiss the top of her head and rub my thumb on her arm, trying my best to show affection but not too much.

I feel horrible about last night, I shouldn't have even left her side, it's my fault she was alone, and it's my fault that her drink was drugged.

I should've been there, i should've done something. what if Johnny got her up the stairs?

my brain wandered with all other possibilities and how the outcome could've been worse. i'm ultimately grateful she's okay.

A/N: hi guys i'm honestly losing motivation to keep writing this story and i don't really know where to take it so it would be great if u left requests, suggestions, and ideas, much love. sorry for not updating in a while i've been busy but i love you all and sorry this is a shorter chapter!