Coffee Stains - A novel based on The Fooo Conspiracy

36. Mistakes

As I stumble towards Oscar and his Missy, something builds up inside of me. And I don't mean anything like anger, I mean something is building up inside my stomach. If you can't remember, there's a reminder: I drank about seven liter of beer and other alcoholic liquids and all of that doesn't exactly make my stomach feel how should I say it? Well it doesn't like the place. So it wants out. And so it gets out. And where does it go instead? Right. On Oscars shirt. But before that happens I did try to say something not even I know what it was. Next thing I know is: I land face forward on Oscar. Cause somehow I can't hold balance. I also land face forward in my own puke. Yes I said puke. I'm clumsy remember? Then, suddenly I feel like I just want to stay right here in this very awkward position. Oscar helps me stand up and I can barely manage to stand straight so I lean my entire weight on him. He's so strong! I think and then foolish me says something before everything goes black. "Oscar you're a big stupid asshead!" Its a miracle I manage to say that in my state. But I do and then I pass out.

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When I wake up there's a stinging pain inside my head. Instantly my hand goes up there to see why it hurts so much. There's nothing. Only pain. That's probably because I drank too much. NOOO!!! Really???
I lift up my upper body to examine my surroundings. I'm in some kind of bedroom. In the middle is the big king sized bed I'm laying on. Then there's a big closet and some other things but I don't really think it's interesting to talk about that. Besides: I don't recognize any of it anyways. All I see is the person sleeping in an armchair next to the bed. Looking at him makes my heart ache because it reminds me on what I had to whitness before I passed out. It's the only thing that's not somehow blurry from last night. Or was it even last night? I have no idea how much time has passed. It could be the next day, or the same evening. The windows of the room are covered with a thick curtain and the only light source is the lamp on the night stand beside me.

My body feels numb and unclean. I hate that feeling. Like my mind woke up before my body did. And now it slowly wakes up as well. I lift up my head crunching my teeth together as result of the pain crashing through my head like one of those really old trains into a train station. I close my eyes for a moment until the pain has worn off a little. As I open my eyes again and look back at Oscar, I find him smirking at me. But its not his usual arrogant smirk, but there's a question behind the facade of arrogance. "Carried ourselves a little too far have we?" He asks and now I can actually hear him questioning something. I smile halfhearted. "I remember what happened before I... You know.." I say slowly trying not to move my head too quickly. "Oh.." Oscar says. "You said you loved me." I state. "I know..."
"And you said you wanted me back."
"I know.."
"I was ready to come back to you.. I was about to break up with Peter." I admit quietly.
"You were? What changed?" Thinking back to last night gives me a sting to my heart.
"You know what changed." I look down to my hands.
"I do yes. I'm truly sorry for that." Oscars voice doesn't show any regret at all. I fact: it doesn't show any emotion.
"If you were truly sorry, you wouldn't have done it." Saying that hurts more than anything else so far. "Can you please forgive me? Can we start over?" His voice has changed now. It shows desperation.
"I'm not sure if I can get over this." I say. I'm not sure if it's a product of my imagination but as I look at Oscar, it looks like he's crying. "Are you crying?" I ask surprised. He looks up from his hands. "Yes." He states. That answer hits me like a plane crash just happened right on my head. Every other guy would've denied it but of course Oscar, the irresistible one, has to be honest. Until now I was never sure how honest he truly is. But now I somehow realize that he's never lied to me once. Not like Alicia. He's lied to her a lot of times. "Why are you crying?" I ask because I don't know what else to say. "Because I don't want to give you up. You know the way I feel about you.. And I know the way you feel about me." He sobs quietly. "How do you know that hasn't changed?" I whisper.
For some reason this question makes him smirk. "I see when you're screen shotting my Snapchat-story." Crap.
Over the past few weeks I may or may not have screenshoted his Snapchat-Story once or twice. It may or may not have been about 30 screenshots? So... Yeah its practically myself who got me into this very awkward position...

"But now it's too late for us to be together anyway." He says looking right at me again. "Why is that?" I ask curious about what he wants to achieve. "Well you won't ever forgive me for kissing that random chick last night, which was by the way a reaction of your actions of, and that is my second point, you sleeping with Peter and letting him take your virginity."
So this is the actual problem...
"I didn't sleep with Peter..." I mumble into my thick hair. "I'm sorry?" He didn't understand what I was saying. "I didn't sleep with Peter." I say louder.
Oscars face changes. If for the better or for worse, I don't know. Because my attention gets drawn by the door opening. Incoming are the three faces I've been missing the most besides Oscar: Olly, Lou and Ariana.

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Guuuysss!!!!! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in ages! I simply couldn't handle my life! I suddenly had friends and got an actual life. I know its hard to believe... But it's true! I now live two lifes at once and the one involving my real life friends is kinda dominant right know. But that doesn't mean I am neglecting my life ad a Foooer.  It was all too much for me for a minute but now I'm back!! And I'll try updating more often again.

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