V. The Morning

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It was my very first kiss. It was deep and passionate. I could feel his warmth emanating over me. His lips were soft and comforting. I loved it, his touch on me and his warmth.

I loved it, but I had to pull away. I had to pull away because I felt that there would be no other way to stop me. I finally snapped out of it, the drug must have worn of or something because I was very aware of the moment.

"What's wrong?" he asked worried.

"I can't do this." I said siting up and looking away.

"What? Why?"

"Because it's not going to matter in the morning. And it's going to mean something."

"Is that bad?" he asked worried as I reached over for my dress.

"Yeah because it's my first and the circumstances are all wrong."

"Oh so you're not ready?"

"No it's not that, it's just we're not married. Because if we were, then you won't be gone in the morning."

"What makes you think I would be gone in the morning?"

"Maybe because I just met you, and because after this you'll go back to your life and I'll go back to mine. And we won't see each other ever again. And I don't want to live with that." I said walking to the door about to cry.

I'm scared.

"You know it doesn't have to be that way." he said behind me.

"But it will. I know it. I can't give away my everything for that." I said unlocking the door.

"Mina, don't go." he said I could hear sadness in his voice. So I turned to face him, I wish I hadn't. He was right behind me and wrapped me in his arms.

"I would never leave you in the morning." he whispered into my ear.

A tear roared down my cheek. It contained all my emotions, joy, sadness, helplessness, love, fear. He kissed that tear and the cheek it rolled upon and the eye it had come from.

"I will be here when you wake up." he whispered. And I kissed him and kissed him until I fell asleep in his arms after I'd given myself totally and completely to him.

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It was around 3:40 when Logan woke up.

At first he was very disoriented, but then he remembered what had happened a few hours before. He looked over at sleeping Mina next to him and smiled. He wasn't one for casual sex with strangers but this felt, at the very least, worth it.

He noticed that the music had died down and wondered what had happened to his friends. He quickly dressed himself and took a peek at the hall. It was empty, with few remnants of the party, like empty cups and such.

He walked out the room curious. He shouldn't have.

When he reached the staircase he found his best friend, passed out on the stairs. Logan approached to wake him up and tried sitting him up by grabbing a hold of the collar of his shirt.

This proved to be a huge mistake because as soon as he did he woke up and thanks to uncanny reflexes, punched Logan in the face startling him so, he fell/rolled down to the bottom of the stairs. Logan was left unconscious at the bottom of the stair case. He rushed to him as any good friend would do, but also removed him from the scene to seek for his well being, unknowing about Mina.

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It was about 9:30 when I woke up naked and alone in a stranger's bedroom.

Had I been more liberal with my sexual activity, I might have been prepared for this situation and the utter shame and humiliation that came with it. But alas I had not and was totally clueless on how to handle the situation with as much dignity as possible.

I tried my best not to cry as I re dressed myself. I tried my best not to destroy everything in my path as I went down the stairs in search of Faith, who had not answered my repeated calls.

My heart wasn't really into looking for Faith. Its million shattered pieces had been scattered in all the elements, with little hope of reuniting again. And my brain was a war with itself.

How could he had done this to me, after I had explained how things were to him. I gave him everything, and then he was just gone. I hate him. I never want to see him or hear about him again. How could I have been so stupid. I knew this would happen. Why did I give in. This is all my fault for being such a idiot. I thought to myself over and over and over.

Half of me hoped that he would come back and find me and that everything would be fine. The other half wanted to flee and forget, never look back. That was the stronger half.

After I found Faith passed out on one of the couches I woke her up and we went to her house, where I was staying, and booked the first flight home. I told her that there had been a family emergency and that I had to get back immediately. That's all she knew, I told her nothing. I told no one nothing.

I went home and life proceeded as usual. My fling with Logan Lerman became a secret.

But only for fifteen days.

Okay this one is supper short. Pretty please vote if you liked it or comment.

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