Coincidental ( Finn and Becky )

A rough awakening (Chapter 1)

Finn's POV:

,,Urrrgh", was the first sound Finn was able to bring forth. His head felt as if it was made out of solid lead. He was sweating profusely and felt incredibly uncomfortable. Pretty much everything in his body was in a great amount of pain.

After a few more grunts and sighs, Finn was able to lift his head up and open his eyes. After blinking a few times against the light, he was still only able to see what was right in front of him. It felt like he was on some sort of bed or long sofa.

His head was looking towards the left, into to the room. Finn noticed that this was one of the living rooms in Paul's (rather large) house. He looked across the room, and noticed another heap of six sleeping bodies piled up on two large chairs and a long couch.

The bigger armchair was filled with what Finn could only presume as a very large mix of limbs. He pressed his eyes together, opened them again, and noticed that the pile was in fact Tyler Breeze, with two very attractive looking young Divas-in-training taking up each of his arms. It seems as if they had all fallen asleep with exhaustion with only their underclothes on, halfway in between doing... well, each other.

On the couch was the slumped form of Neville, mouth drooping open slightly. Leaning against the other end of the sofa with his neck was Kevin.

,,He's not going to like waking up with his spine bent sideways", Finn thought chuckling to himself.

On the final chair was Enzo, slowly stirring, even though he didn't look like he was in any hurry to wake up. He didn't seem to be in any better shape than Finn himself.

Being still half asleep and gazing towards his group of friends and work colleagues, he noticed someting warm laying on his left leg. He didn't bother to look down, as it was probably some pillows or a blanket.

He instead looked down at the floor, where he saw a little digital clock, emblazoned with the digits:
1:03pm.

,,Damn", Finn thought. ,,I can't remember the last time I woke up this late."

Next to the clock was a sheet of paper with a handwritten text on it, which presumably had been laying there the whole night. It read:

,,Dear Finn, as I suspect you'll be the first one to wake up.
I am writing this to you at 5. 30 a.m., because Stephanie and I have to leave very early in the morning for a meeting. We'll be gone until the evening, but the house is always being protected from any burglary by our security guards. When we get back, we expect every one of you to have left and gone home, as we really want to clean up the house and we don't want it to smell like a fratboys gym bag.
Regards, Paul
P.S. Aspirin is on the second shelf from the bottom in the cupboard under the washing room sink. Good Luck.

Just as Finn had finished reading, which took a surprisingly look time, he heard Enzo ask him while groaning: ,, Hey man, what's the time?"

,,5 past one in the afternoon", Finn answered.

,,Damn", Enzo said. ,,Yesterday's party was one of the best I've ever been to, I didn't expect everyone to go batshit crazy like that. Especially you seemed to be enjoying yourself." He said reminiscing.

,,Sorry, I really don't want to think to much now, my brain feels like its about to burst." Finn asked.

,,Sure sure", Enzo agreed. ,,Although I thought Irish guys could hold their drink better." As he sniggered at this remark, Enzo looked down at Finn's body and did a double take. His eyes widened in astonishment, then he suddenly smiled widely.

,,What is it", Finn said still very groggily and confused.

,,Nothing", Enzo said. ,,To me it just looks like Will (aka. Big Cass) wasn't the only one to get lucky yesterday." Then he started chuckling. ,,'Grats".

Now Finn really had no idea what Enzo meant. He slowly and painfully readjusted his head to look down at his long sofa to see what Enzo was going on about. After focusing his eyes, what he saw completely froze him.

There, snuggled in between a few pillows and most of the right side of Finn's body was Becky. Her bright orange hair was pointing in every possible direction and she was breathing softly.

In a small state of panic, Finn quickly looked up at the now standing Enzo. ,,Enzo, I swear, nothing happened, it's just a coincidence. Please don't go telling anybody you found me like this." He all said this rather rapidly.

,,Whatever", Enzo shrugged. ,,It's between you and her. Who am I to get involved. Now I need to find the rest of my team. Those lovebirds must be up by now." And with this, Enzo left the room and shut the door quietly.

Finn, now feeling rather helpless, had dozens of questions running through his still very sensitive head. How did he get here? What happened last night? How could he possibly have thought this to be a good idea?

He felt extremely awkward and weird now. ,,This kind of thing hasn't happened to me in such a long time. Has it even happened before?" Finn couldn't think in any logical manner as he usually did.

Suddenly, extreme dread grabbed him. How was he going to explain this to Becky when she woke up and couldn't remember how she got there? Finn sincerely hoped she would recall the previous night.

And, just as Finn was thinking thinking this, he felt the small form next to him stir.

He couldn't move, this would make her jolt up, so he stayed firmly rooted in place, not even daring to breathe loudly.

As Becky bends and stretches, she slowly moves her face exactly towards where Finn doesn't want her to look: directly at him.
With a smile on her face she slowly opens her eyes, until after a moment she realizes where she is. As her eyes widen and her smile disappears, she can only say, in a quite voice; ,,Oh."

,,This is going to be fun.", Finn sarcastically remarks.
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A.N
I realize this chapter is very long and that I used a rather basic plot device, but it still seems ok to me.
As always, if you liked reading this chapter, a vote and comment would be greatly appreciated.
Anyway, until the next chapter.