So I guess that it's time
I asked you to be mine for all my days
I hope you'll stay
UNDERSTAND - keshi
⚠️Trigger Warning: Panic Attack⚠️
Lizzie's POV
September 28th, 2024
My mind suddenly becomes awake, and I try to open my eyes but the light shining through the window blinds me, so I immediately shove my face back into my pillow. This pillow though, it feels different, more firm but soft nonetheless. It also smells like...my Angel?
"Good morning, Princess. Are you ready to take on the day, or do you need another hour to recover?", I hear my Angel's voice ask me while a hand scratches my head and my back. I move my head up and open one of my eyes, only to be met by Y/N's dorky smile. "Hello, my beautiful baby. How are you feeling?"
"I'm okay...", I start saying as I try to sit up on the bed, but the sudden movement makes me dizzy, and a stabbing pain strikes my head. I wince in response and fall into my Angel's embrace again. "No, I'm not"
"Yeah, that's what I thought"
"What are you doing here? Why aren't you at the club with your friends?", I question my fiancée tiredly as I hug her close and leave soft kisses over her chest. She kisses my temple a couple of times before rubbing her finger over my cheek so that I can look up at her.
"You don't remember anything about last night, do you?", Y/N asks me knowingly, and I look at her confused.
"What happened last night?", I ask now worried as Y/N just lets out a weak chuckle.
"Well, me and my friends were having a great old time seeing 2/3 of the three stooges losing at beer pong against my mates when I received a call from Scar saying you girls didn't have a ride back to your mom's house. So, I left my friends at 'Club Skylark' and drove over to the strip club where you apparently went to party at. I wasn't going to hold against you the fact that you chose to withhold that information from me, but then I went inside and found one of the strippers trying to play '7 minutes in Heaven' with you. What was his name? Loser Lex?", Y/N explains to me some of the events from last night, and as soon as she mentions the stripper, memories come flooding my mind and I groan in embarrassment before hitting my head against Y/N's chest. I immediately hiss after my stupid actions. "Careful, Lovey! You don't want to make your hangover worse than it already is", my Angel tells me in between chuckles as she rubs my forehead and kisses the spot where I hit myself.
"His name is Rockstar Rex"
"Oh, so you learned his name?"
"Things are not like that, Angel"
"Then how are things, Elizabeth Chase?", Y/N asks me serious, making me whine before I pinch her arm in annoyance. "Hey! Not even because I saved you from that idiot's dirty intentions last night, do you treat me right? The least I should receive from you is a thank you, not pinching"
"You know why I pinched you. You don't get to call me that"
"Oh, right. I'm sorry, I should've called you by your new nickname, sweetheart", Y/N comments while rolling her eyes and looking away. She thought she was being slick, but I could see her suppressing a cheeky grin thanks to her latest dramatic scene. At her actions, I just look at her with an unamused expression.
"You are having too much fun making me feel more miserable than what I already am, aren't you?", I question her unimpressed by her attitude about last night's events, but she just looks at me with a blank expression before starting to laugh at my demise.
                                      
                                   
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