Carmel Crest» n.h. | Discontinued

Eleven

I'm binge watching teen wolf because Stiles Stilinksi is fucking hot. Like DAMN DADDY! When you see **, it means its a flashback.

Wake me up

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Eleven:

I can't remember much. Only bits and pieces. I tried to open my eyes but my eyelids felt stuck. I lifted my hand and rubbed at my eyes. My cabin was a complete mess. None of the other girls were in the cabin. It was just me.

My head was pounding, the sheets were itchy, and my hair was frizzy. I groaned and brought my hand to my head. But no matter how confused I was, I couldn't help but notice, everything was itchy. Everything. My nerves began to get the best of me. I slowly lifted the sheets from my body to see I was almost naked. I throw the sheets to the ground and see something fall out. My head peaked under the bed, and my finger tips dragged on the ground trying my best not to touch it. I felt gross and mushy, and sounded squishy.

I studied the used condom found in my bed. I had sex? Why couldn't I remember? And was it with Auden? Everything felt so nerve wracking. My nerves were being wracked. I paced around in my cabin, still in my bra and underwear, biting my lip. Remember, remember, remember, remember, I tried to urge my brain.

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Strobe lights were all around me, smoke clouded my vision, and the music made my heart vibrate. Everyone was dancing. So many sweaty bodies groped each other. I was light on my feet. I felt tired, and I continued to trip over my own feet.

Electronic music blasted through the speakers. My body struggled towards the door of the dining hall, but I wasn't alone. A blonde headed boy held onto my hand and guided me out. Niall. He turned to me and pulled me closer. It didn't take long before I felt the fresh air.

"Come on, I'll take you to your cabin." He led me through some of the crowd that was still outside.

"I don't want to go." I begged, trying to pry my arm away.

"Let's go." He demanded.

"I'm not going." I stood my ground.

"Evie, please." Niall loosened his grip but still held on. I sighed and started to walk with him. "Thank you." I heard him murmur.

We walked in total silence, only the sound of faint music, our footsteps, and our heavy breathing. Niall's hands were warm and the last thing I wanted to do was let go. Even though I knew it was wrong, I couldn't help but feel a connection between us. He also held me tight like he didn't want to let go, but he thought nothing of it.

"You're smashed." He commented.

"Mhm." I rested my head in the crook of his neck and Giggled.

"Evie," he stopped, turned around, and put his hand in my shoulders. "I know you're not going to remember a hell of a lot tomorrow, but I want you to remember this." Before I could respond, Niall pressed his lips against mine. Our lips moved in sync. The familiar taste of his lips filled my mouth, and I closed my eyes because I felt like I was asleep. His hands went from my waist to my face. It felt right. But then, the eccentric feeling was gone when he disconnected our lips. I was left to say nothing.

Niall stayed quiet, but guided me inside my cabin and to my bed. His hands found their way to my shirt, and slowly lifted it over my head.

"You are so beautiful." He whispered.

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I couldn't remember anything else. Did that really happen? It was Niall. I put my head in my hands and groan. It frustrates me that I didn't know what happened. It was like water in my lungs. What if I really did cheat on Auden. Not again I thought. Please, not again.