Playa Meets Playet

-Liyah-

I hope what you tell me is real,

Cause it’s coming in my stomach and I don’t like how this feel,

          The next morning this hangover was kicking my ass. When the sun hit my face, I just felt like I died. I moved my head and opened my eyes, ugh I hate that I did it. When my eye adjusted to the light, I noticed I wasn’t in my room. I was in the guest room. I hopped out the bed and fell on the floor. My head! Where is my mommy? I’m guessing somebody heard my thump, I heard some feet coming in my direction. I looked up and saw Drew.

“Hi.” He smiled, with no shirt on. When did he get tattoos?

“Hi.” I whined, my head. “Where are my parents?”

“They’re at work.” He shrugged. “So I told them I’ll stay and take care of you.”

“Like?” I asked.

“A boyfriend should.” He smiled.

“Oh I thought you were playing about last night.” I said, as he sat down next to me. “I guess I was wrong.”

“I wouldn’t play with you like that.” He said, dramatically. “I’m hurt.”

“Whatever.” I pushed his shoulder, my head. “Ouch!”

“Hangover?” he asked.

“Yes.” I laughed. “And it’s whooping my ass.”

“Say that again.” He helped me up. “The hangover is not going to the only thing whooping that ass.”

“What?” I asked.

“When girls cuss.” He shook his head. “I don’t like it.”

“Whatever.” I laughed; he put me on the bed. “Who shirt is this?”

“Mine.” He nodded. “I gave it to you when you puked in the toilet last night.”

          I gasped.

“Are you serious?” I asked.

“Yes.” He smiled, at me. “It was everywhere.”

“Who cle-“

“I did.”

“Thank you.” I smiled. “But I have to take a shower.”

“Okay.” He stood. “I’ll make breakfast.”

“Okay.” I smiled.

          He walked out the room and I sigh. Man my head is being so mean to me right now. I walked over to my closet and pulled out some sweats and my dad beater. Yes, I take his beaters. I skipped to the bathroom and started the shower. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled, wearing his clothes makes me feel safe and secure. I threw the shirt over my head and stepped out of my boy shorts. I pulled the door back and stepped in. When the warm water hit my body I couldn’t help but to melt in it. After about 20 minutes, I was finally getting out.

          After lotioning my body down in my tropical lotion I was headed downstairs. The smell of bacon and honey hit my nose. I walked in the kitchen and saw Drew pouring some hot tea in a mug. He looked at me and smiled. I blushed and start at the island.

“Well I couldn’t let my girl have a hangover and an empty stomach.” He joked. “This tea will soothe the headache with these pain relievers.”

          I popped the pills in my mouth and sipped the tea. The honey is so good blended in with the lemon juice. I looked at him and smirked.