Veronica's POV:
My head was pounding. My mouth felt extremely dry, where was I anyways?
I looked around, this wasn't my room? How did I get her? I laid there for a few minutes trying to remember what happened the night before when suddenly all memory of past events come flashing in my mind.
I looked down and smiled, feeling myself blush. "Oh right, Kyle happened last night" I thought out loud.
Suddenly the restroom door swings open and out comes Kyle wearing only a towel around his waist. My jaw instantly dropped.
There was no words. No words to describe the beautiful image in front of me. Ahdjakidhdhdgksnhdhr. That's how I felt. That's all the words I could processes.
"Like what you see?" He said as he shot me a wink.
Okay compose yourself Veronica, you're tough and he can't seduce you if you don't let him.
"I see your attempts at seducing me failed yet again?" I question with a smirk on my face and a lifted eyebrow.
He rolled his eyes in amusement and began laughing. He has a sense of humor guys, oh my GOD. To say I was surprised was the least, most guys would have fired back with my choice of words, evident that I bruised their ego, but not him. He laughed about it. I like this guy already.
"How's the hangover going? You want me to bring you a glass of water?" He questioned.
My head was throbbing and it was clear I needed an Advil as well.
"Yes please and if you can, an Advil would be wonderful" I said, rubbing my temples from all the pressure.
He walked out and returned minutes later with a glass of water and two Advil pills. I quickly drank more then half the glass of water and swallowed the pills and continued to take down what was left of the water.
I got up from the bed and noticed he had a window in his room. I opened the blinds and looked to my house to see if my parents were home.
Nope they left to work. Thank god, I really didn't wanna face them even though I had a very good excuse to use in case they did happen to be home.
I began grabbing my skinny jeans and sneakers from the floor. I didn't even bother to take off his shirt and put on my clothes. I was keeping it, this shirt was mine now buddy.
"So are you gonna walk me home or not?" I said with a seductive smile on my face.
"It would be a pleasure" he said with a soft chuckle.
He fished out a pair of boxer briefs from his dresser along with basketball shorts and a V-neck, then returned a few minutes later all dressed and ready to walk me home.
We made our way towards my house and we were now standing at my doorway.
"So..." He said looking slightly shy with redness tinting his cheeks.
Aw he wants to kiss me. I wanna kiss him too but unfortunately I have morning breath and my mouth feels extremely dry from last nights events and the one too many shots.
I smiled at him, locking my eyes with his. "So is this the part where you lean in to kiss me and we romantically share our first kiss?" I questioned with a slight smile.
He began turning really red and to be perfectly honest, I'm not sure where this sort of confidence came from. It's like when I'm with him, I feel daring. Like I can do and say anything and not feel the slightest bit of judgment.
"Well, you're gonna have to wait for another time and another place to get that first kiss" I said with a little giggle while leaning forward and kissing his cheek.
I shot him a smile and opened the door, I walked in and stopped at the entrance turning to face him.
"You're perfect" he says looking astonished.
I shoot him a stern look "no I'm sexy" I say as I give him my biggest smile.
"Am I gonna see you today?" He asked.
"Maybe at night or whenever I wake up. I'm still pretty sleepy from last nights event and waking up early really didn't help" I pouted, "I'll text you when I wake up and maybe we can hang out and do something"
"I'll be waiting for that text then" he said shooting me a quick wink. I smiled and closed the door, leaning against it. I couldn't help but smile like an idiot. I was so happy.
After cheesing like a little kid, I made my way upstairs and instantly fell asleep.
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Kyle's POV:
It's already 6 in the afternoon and she hasn't texted me. Is she really asleep? Cause if she is, that girl sure sleeps a lot but I don't blame her, she needs her beauty rest.
I tried to distract myself all day. I went on a run and worked out in my garage. I took my dad's car back to the bar and brought my motorcycle back home. I cleaned my room, watched a couple re-runs of "That 70's Show" and cooked myself steak with fries.
She's taking LIFE!!!
I was giving up hope and positioned myself on the bed, ready to take a nap in hopes of waking up to a text from her.
My eyes began dozing off. It was 8 in the afternoon, I have time to sleep for a couple minutes.
Just as I felt my body letting go and sleep consuming me, my phone rang. Really loudly might i add.
I jumped up from the bed, the tiredness I once felt, left as soon as it came. I checked my phone...
SHE TEXTED ME, SHE'S AWAKE!
I unlocked my screen looking at her message.
Veronica: Hey, I just woke up! I'm so sorry if I kept you waiting, but I'm out of the shower and ready to do anything if you are! :)
Excitement took over my body, I began jumping up and down!!! Yay I'm seeing her again tonight. I mean I'm gonna see her all the time, she is my neighbor and all but she actually texted me like she said. I can't wait to see that beautiful face!
