Just maybe

15 - Surrender

(A quick shout out to the anon who said her birthday was coming up, HAPPY BIRTHDAY. This chapter is for you!!!!")

Surrender - to give up completely or agree to forgo especially in favor of another. To yield to the power, control, or possession of another upon compulsion or demand.

Paige woke up on Saturday morning to a pounding headache, a scratchy throat and a swollen tongue, in a room she can barely recognize as the sunlight that was peaking on the window was blinding her. Rolling from her stomach to her side, she cringed away from the bright window and desperately buried her face in the pillow blocking any form of light from her eyes. A hundred thoughts whipped and slammed through her brain and it hurt too much to separate them into actual facts. Shivering slightly she reached an arm down and pulled the blankets over her torso and tried to ward off the coming moment where sleep would leave her for complete consciousness.

She extended her hands trying to locate where her phone was. Her hand landed on something soft and warm obviously not her phone. She felt it moved up and down. Confused, she squeezed it softly.

"You're barely awake yet you still find the way to feel me up huh?"

The sleepy voice from beside her startled her and she stopped her hands from moving and turn her head to the direction where it came from. She peaked, squinting her eyes as the voice registered in her brain. She blinked twice, before looking down, her eyes trailing off her arms until they reached where her hand was. She was cupping one of Azzi's breast.

"Oops." She mumbled sheepishly, removing her hand from the brunette who was looking at her with amusement.

Paige let her gaze wander the room. She found her shoes by the closet and beside it was her clothes. She closed her eyes, groaning as the jackhammer in her brain moved to a higher setting. She gripped the pillow in her fist and tried to calm the rolling in her stomach that was less from alcohol and more from the migraine. She could hear voices outside, most likely in the kitchen, and she tried to recall how she had gotten from Ted's to her current bed. It was Azzi's bedroom, she knew that and she was sure she was wearing one of her clothes too, she just couldn't piece together what had occurred after..

Oh God, had she really done jelly-O shots with those random girls? That was the final clear memory and then everything else seemed ridiculously fuzzy and surreal. She could remember flashes of Jordan and Kk taking her to the bathroom and then there had been a lot of puking followed by.. well she wasn't sure what had followed but she was certain that Azzi had been in the bathroom with her considering she was now on the bed with her. Yet, her brain was so sore and the memories from last night were blurry. The alcohol hadn't stripped the part where she admitted her feelings to her and if it was true then everything was back to being perfect and she could just kiss her senseless now while apologizing for vomiting in her presence. And she prayed that her mind wasn't playing tricks on her and that it was what really happened.

She felt the warmth beside her leaving as Azzi propped herself off the bed. Opening her eyes in panic, she turned to her trying to reach out for her.

"Hey, please don't go." She said sitting up on the bed and as soon as she did a searing pain on her head caused her to flinch.

"I'll just get you some Tylenol and water, your head is probably hurting right now." Azzi smiled softly reaching a hand to brushed away a strand of her blonde hair away from her face, letting her fingertips slightly brushed her temples.

Paige leaned on her touch, feeling the warmth soothing the migraine just a little bit and she closed her eyes letting Azzi to massaged her temples softly. "Hmm.. I think your hands are way better than any pain killers." She murmured.