Secret Lovers

The day after

*AUTHOR DISCLOSURE* Everything In this story is completely fictional!! None of the events are real, they are made up. The people are real the events aren't. This is a story made for mere entertainment and shouldn't be taken seriously. Don't come for me please. Thank you for reading!!!

Paige's pov

We got home around 4 a.m.. Azzi sobered up a little but she was still drunk out of her mind. I helped her walk to her bed and got her Tylenol and water for the morning when she wakes up. I got her little desk trash can and put it next to her bed in case she had to throw up in the middle of the night After, I said goodnight and went back to my room.

 The rest of the night I sat up against my door with an ice pack to my face thinking about what happened. I'm not saying I regret it, but I definitely don't like that she was as drunk as she was. Will she even remember it? If she doesn't, should I tell her that we kissed? Or should I just let it go? Earlier we agreed to take things slow, and now what. Why'd she have to go to that stupid party.

Azzi's pov

I just woke up hella hungover. Things that happened last night are coming back to me in flashes. I don't remember a lot. I remember calling Paige for a ride, and then this guy hitting on me and not getting the hints. Then I think Paige showed up and we got food? I'm definitely missing like more than half of the details. I can't think about it or try to remember right now though, I can only think about how hungry I am. 

I go into the kitchen to make some cereal or something before practice. I have no idea what time it is but I'm guessing it's around 3 p.m.. The first thing I see when I walk into the kitchen is Paige making food with her back turned towards me. 

"Hi Paige!"

"Good morning Azzi, how'd you sleep?"

Paige said turning towards me with two plates of food in her hand. Her face was bruised up all over. She had a black eye, and her lip was busted. Oh my God what happened last night?

"Oh my God, what happened to your face Paige?!?!?!"

"You don't remember?"

"No? Did something happen at the party?"

"Yeah, that guy that wouldn't leave you alone?

"What? I don't remember that?"

"Oh, that's okay it was nothing."

"It doesn't look like nothing Paige."

"I'm okay I promise. So do you remember anything else from last night?"

"Some things are coming back, is there anything I should remember?"

"Umm, nah."

Paige said looking down and walking over to the living room with the plates, and sitting down on the couch.

"Here, I made you some food. I figured you would need to eat before practice tonight."

"Thank you."

I said while sitting down next to her on the couch. She was kind of acting weird, I feel like something happened that she isn't telling about. That would explain why she was so hesitant when I asked if there was anything I should remember. Maybe she's just off because apparently she got her ass beat protecting me from some guy and I don't even remember it. I'm sure somebody recorded it and posted it, when I'm alone I'm going to have to find a video of what happened.