Grace's POV.
I turn over in bed and snuggle closer to Hannah. Having my eyes closed and too tired to open them I let my hand roam her body. I slide my hand up her side, onto her neck, then her cheek..
wait..
Since when did Hannah have a beard?
I shoot open my eyes seeing Chester beside me, sound asleep. I cover my mouth in disbelief and just get out of bed only to realize, the only clothing I have on are underwear. I put on my dress from last night, grab my heels along with my phone and wallet. I call for a cab and leave Chester's house not making a sound not wanting to wake him up. As I get into the cab the driver just shoots me a smirk making me roll my eyes. I tell him my address and we drive off towards the destination.
I walk into my house heading for the bathroom wanting to take a shower as soon as possible. I take my clothes off stepping into the shower, wanting all the alcohol and guilt wash away. As im in the shower with my eyes closed just concentrating on every drop that hits my body and roll down, I try to remember what happened the night before. The truth is, the whole night is a complete blur.. The last thing I remember is dancing with Hannah.. I don't even remember seeing Chester..
I step out of the shower only to get dressed in comfortable clothes. I go into the kitchen grabbing chips before heading into the living room to watch Netflix. As I sit down my phone rings, I groan and get back up heading to my phone which was on the kitchen counter. My heart drops as I read the name of the caller.. Hannah.
"Hey Hannah.."
"Hey Grace, I was just calling to see if you made it home alright last night and to see if you werent to smashed up?"
"No no im fine.." I lie
"You want me to come over and take care of you?"
I smiles at her words,
"If you'd like, I was just planning on watching movies all day"
"Great, i'll be there soon!"
"Ok, see you soon"
"love you!"
"Ya.. me too.." I hesitate and hang up
I can't go through a whole day without telling her..
Fuck.
I need to tell her.
I feel saliva building up into my mouth and run into the bathroom dropping to my knees in front of the toilet bowl before emptying my stomach into it. As I flush the toilet my doorbell rings, I groan and get up walking over to the door. I open it and smiles weakly at Hannah, she steps in and leans in for a kiss. I back away,
"No. I just threw up.." I say pouting.
"I'd kiss you no matter what, but the taste of throw up is the limit.." She smiles
I smile back and walk back over to the couch. We settle down and watch a couple movies without talking to each other. Throughout every movie, I haven't paid attention. All I've been thinking about is 'how am I gonna tell Hannah?'. Hannah notices me lost in my thoughts,
"Babe, whats wrong?" she asks with concern in her voice
I look at her,
"I.."
I can't hold it in anymore..
I need to tell her..
"Hannah.. I slept with Chester."
