The Wrong Bride-to-Be

Chapter 7

He awoke, heel of his hand pressing against his head. He knew he drank way too much. As he opened his eyes, he noticed that the artwork and the color of the celing weren't the ones in his hotel room.

He bolted up, only making his headache worse and pounding. He looked around, fearing that last night wasn't just something his mind made up.

His heart rate sped until he looked over at the open balcony doors. A chair was there, a bun with headphones was seen above it and to the side, you could see a sketchpad. He knew that better than anyone.

Walking steadily over to the door, he heard her humming and adjusting her sketches, the pictures clipped to the paper, her basing the drawings on the pictures and scenery. They where beautiful.

"Your awake," she said. He looked up and noticed her eyes on him, his where trained on her sketches.

"Yeah, why am I here?" He asked.

"Don't know, you where drunk when I found you and passed out before anything," she said. He nodded his head.

"You know, Macy was looking for you yesterday. Why did you end up in my room?" she asked. He just shrugged. She then turned back to her sketch and just enjoyed sketching things. he heard his phone buzzing and went to find it.

Yet again, it was Macy. He decided to not listen to it, last thing he needed was the whole house freaking out because she lost her head finding him in Charlotte's room.

Charlotte got up and then decided to head out first, he needed to escape.

"Jason, we need to get you out of here, I don't care where else you go, but you can't be found here," she said. He nodded in agreement. She opened the door and once she didn't see anyone, she shoved him out, and then walked off.

He slowly walked over to the stairs and started to walk down.

"Jason, honey," Macy said diving in on him. She wrapped her arms around him so hard and the shrill in her voice was giving him an even bigger headache.

Charlotte came into the area, looking around, her eyes watching the ground, yet again, more and more people all over the floor, sleeping off a hangover.

'Here we go again...' she thought, rubbing her forhead. Ignoring it all, she went to the kitchen and grabbed some water, before grabbing her things again and heading out. Last thing, se really wanted was to deal with all these people, its what she did last time, she will do it again, no one is really awake.

Besides, after the big announcment, she needed to be alone at the moment. She looked and saw Macy hugging him and screeching. Feeling something, she opened the door and was about to head out when a familiar face popped up again.

"Julian," She said. That sparked Jason's interest.

"Hey," he said, wrapping his arms around her in a huge hug.

"What are you doing back here? I thought you where gonna head on home till the wedding."

"I was, but I decided to stay, your gonna need company to the wedding and to enjoy your time. So what are you up to?"

She turned and showed him the hallway leading to the main room. Not to mention Jason and Macy looking their way.

"I see?" He said. Very slightly confused.

"I'm just heading out, I need to get out of here before everyone wakes up," she said. He nodded.

"How about I come with, I got nothing going on, how about it, Robinson?" he asked. She nodded, knowing she would love the company.