I feel something breathing on my neck and sun's rays poking into my eyelids. I wake up with a groan, I try to stand up with my eyes closed, only to realize that something is holding me back. I open my eyes and find a strong muscular arm laying on my waist preventing me from standing up, I avert my eyes to it's owner. He's some stranger but he's hot as hell. I stare at him for a good five minutes and then, realize my condition.
I am in a bed,in a place i don't know , with a person I don't recognize and I'm wearing the dress which I wore to party yesterday, that's when the panic set's in and to top it all off , I'm having a killer hangover.
I slide swiftly from under his arm, trying not to wake him up and sneak out of the room. I go to the living room and realize that this is the same place I came yesterday night. A wave of relief washes over me, at least I haven't been kidnapped and that hot stranger wasn't some creepy kidnapper. I make my way to a couch in one corner of the living room and find my clutch and phone laying there, then I go to kitchen to fetch a glass of water and drink it all in one gulp.
Then, I unlock my phone and see ten missed calls and five text messages. Three, missed calls from Zach, two from Ash, two from Lily and three from my mom. Oh my holy crow! I'm going to be in some deep shit, mom never calls me unless it's necessary. She had to work overnight night yesterday at the studio , she must have come early in the morning and noticed my absence. With a big gulp of water, I open my text messages.
'Where are you, Ari? I'm worried.' -Zach
'Arina, where the hell are you? Did you leave already?'-Ashton
'Arina, are you sleeping over at Lily's plce?' - Mom
'Where on earth are you, Arina Price ?'-Mom
'Pick up the phone young lady or you're in trouble.'-Mom
I call this first person in my emergency contacts , Zach , he picks up on the second ring. 'Hello ?' he says in a sleepy voice , obviously at eight thirty on a sunday morning anybody would be sleepy. 'Zach, are you awake?' I question softly. As soon as he realises it's me he snaps 'Where the hell were you, yesterday night?' and then mumbles something under his breadth. 'Zach, calm down. I'll tell you everything later, okay ? For now, can you just pick me up from the house, we went partying yesterday?' I question. I hear him shuffling through his bed sheets, 'Yeah, sure. I'll be there in ten.' he says and then hangs up.
I silently make my way out of the house , grabbing my heels in my hands so that I don't wake anybody. I may be looking like a robber but I don't care. I just want to get rid of this throbbing pain in my head and this house too.
I call Zach again hoping he hadn't passed the pharmacy , already.
'Hey, Zach ? can you grab some advil and water on your way?'I ask.
'Sure, thing' he replies , then hangs up.
Five minutes later Zach's car appears in the driveway . I open the passenger door as he motions me to come inside.
'What the fuck happened to you? And where were you last night?' he asks in a confused as well as angry tone. But as he takes in my mood , his eyes soften a bit.
'Zach, I don't know what happened with me okay ? I just remember downing a few vodka shots with Ash and then, next thing I know I'm waking up next to a stranger in a room I don't recognise.' I say in a tired voice.
'Okay. So you don't remember anything?' he says this as a statement and I just nod my head in agreement.
'Don't worry, let's get you home first and then we'll sort everything out.' he says as he grabs a bottle of water from back seat and some advil and hands it over to me. I pop the pills in my mouth and gulp them in one go as he starts the car and drives.
'Zach , can we go to your home instead ?' I ask as he turns towards my street , he just raises an eyebrow but turns towards his house.
'You , know I can't go home like this , if Mom knows about everything , then she'll kill me.' I hastily add. 'It's fine , I get it. Relax Ari. ' he says as he pulls me into a side hug with one hand on steering wheel . I hug him back.
We get out of the car as we reach his house. He unlocks the front door with key. His parents are never home as they have some hotel business so they're there at most of the time . So, he practically lives alone.
'Zach , I'm going to use your shower.' I call out while skipping towards his room.
'Go ahead , I'll grab you some clothes and a towel .' he shouts back and disappears in the hallway.
I look in the mirror and I realise that I really look like shit. My hair looks like a nest and my makeup is all smudged up. Now I know why Zach asked what happened to me. I'm snapped out of my thoughts as I hear a knock on the door.
' I'm keeping this stuff here on bed. Come down when you're done.' Zach says. I suddenly remember the zip of my dress and call back , 'Zach , can you help me ?' while opening the door . I find him sitting on the bed.
'Hey , can you help me with the zipper?'I question. He nods , stands up and turns me around by placing his hands on my shoulder. He moves my hair to side and my skin has a tingling sensation as his fingers touch my neck. His warm breadth touches my neck and suddenly air feels hot and dark. His fingers grab the zip as he slowly slides it down . His fingers brush my back slowly and I shiver slightly. He slowly turns me around to face him and places his hand at the back of my neck. He stares into my eyes for what feels like forever and I stare back with same intensity . It's as if he has locked my eyes within his and I just fall into his eyes , deeper and deeper as seconds tickle by. He leans towards me and before I can comprehend what is happening , his lips touch mine . I feels as if every cell in my body is burning. Then , he abruptly pulls away and walks out of the door and I just stand there staring at the empty doorway.
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A/N ; sorry guys , I made you wait so long, but I was going through some emotional turmoil , so I just couldn't bring myself to write.
please vote or comment if you like this , it would mean a lot , seriously. i need inspiration to write and I just feel so exhausted.Thanks for your cooperation . :)
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