This chapter is dedicated to fallenbabybubu who which inspired me to make stories in wattpad since her story ' A and D' was the first story I read since I discovered wattpad, Thank You :) xx
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Chapter 1
As the cold bliss hit my face my heart stopped, I turned to the other side of my bed and opened my eyes, I didn't expect Winter to arrive here too early, nor Autumn to die soon. I got up on my bed and looked out at my window, and glanced down the city was covered with white sheets of snow. Last night in Manhattan was crazy, I'm not sure if I drank last night all I remembered was a deep mesmerizing guy voice as we talked all night, I touched my throat and it wasn't burning so I guess I didn't drink last night, my stomach started aching guess I'm hungry for breakfast.
"Ughh..."
What the fuck was that ?! It came from the kitchen.
I ran as fast as I could to the kitchen, and I saw a guy who was on the floor lying down holding a bottle of booze on his left hand and it smelled like booze and cigarettes. Wait what happened here?! Why is he in my apartment? What happened last night?!
I got down on my knees and grabbed on to his shoulders and shook him off. Then I looked at him closely. His face was familiar have I seen him before? I looked more closely.
Blake Rodriguez?! My childhood friend?! The last time I saw him was when I was 14 years old! Why did he just suddenly appear on my kitchen floor?!
"Hey wake up already! Blake get up!" I shouted. "Huh, what..." He opened his eyes, got up quickly and he leaned on the kitchen counter.
"Oh shit what happened? Why am I here?" He looked around. I got up and I stole the bottle of booze he had on his hand. He then went close to me and stared at me.
"Lillian is that you?" He said in a suprised voice
I nodded, He didn't change a bit, with those brown hair and eyes and thick eyebrows. I didn't intend him to get this tall though, I was pretty taller than him before.
"Where am I?" He asked.
"Well you were on my kitchen floor, lying down with a bottle of booze on your hand." I said specifically
He then touched his throat and coughed. "I think I drank too much last night." He then went to the fridge and got the bottle of water that I had drank yesterday and he drank it.
"Wait a minute, you can't just open anyone's fridge without asking especially when your infront of the owner's fridge."
He wiped his mouth and he just walked away to the living room and lay down on the couch and closed his eyes
"Do you have any idea what happened last night?" I asked.
"All I remember is I drank some booze, I didn't know you were even there, and I didn't even know how I ended up here, probably I was sleep walking." He said it with his eyes closed.
He's hopeless, I tried hard to remember what happened but all I remember is that I rejected booze from Allison and I talked to a guy with a deep mesmerizing voice, I think Allison could be the only one who could answer all of my questions.
I looked over my phone and it wasn't anywhere not even my purse, oh shit don't tell me I left it in the bar last night! Maybe Blake got it?
I went towards him and checked his pockets I may seem like a pervert this time and all but hey I saw a bump on his right pocket, so I checked it but then it happened to be a box of cigarettes.
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Teen FictionMy name is Lillian May a simple girl with a simple life, last night in the city of Manhattan we partied all night and suddenly I blacked out and woke up on my bed, as I went out of my room and I didn't expect my childhood friend Blake Rodriguez who...