New Student ( Chris brown story) | ON HOLD |

Chapter Twenty One |Make Up?|

Last night

"What the hell do you think your doing!" He yells at me

"I can do what I want!" I snatched my arm back and walked away.

I was so pissed at him but for what though!? I can't even answer that. I clearly broke up with him and ended everything we had. I don't know why but it made me so angry to see another girl dancing on him. He most definitely didn't care how I felt or he wouldn't have done it right in my face. Me trying to get back at him just made me feel horrible inside and like I didn't have any respect for myself. I took it upon myself to get a drink with a few people at this party.

"Hey, come on" some random chick pulls on my hand and leads me in a room full of guys. There were only about three girls in here and the rest were guys. I scrunched up my face as I looked around

"We got drinks" one of the guys say holding up a bottle of liquor. Now I know I was dumb to stick around these people but I didn't want them to think I was a punk or anything now that I'm here. Some were smoking and dancing just having a great time. That's actually how I need to be feeling and get Chris out of my head. I grab me a cup and pour the liquor into it then swallowed it down. Turn down for what!

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Now

AVERY

I have a major headache and I'm covered in sweat. I open my eyes to see this beautiful painting spread across the wall. I feel like I've seen this before but don't remember where. I run my fingers through my hair in confusion and at the same time notice that something was poking my back. I slowly turn over and there was Chris sleeping peacefully behind me. I could feel as he breathed through his nose hitting my face. Of course he would have a boner right now. I slowly slip off the bed and hitting the floor. It smelt pretty bad pretty sure this was a bucket full of throw up. I then get up and watch as Chris turn over on his side. I walk quietly to the bathroom then shut the door behind me. I run the water and look at myself through the mirror. What did I do? What did we do? When did I get here? Why the hell am I even here? I have so many questions that need to be answered. I felt horrible and sick to my stomach. I knew going to that party was a bad idea. I'm such an idiot for thinking drinking would solve my problem. I splash some of the water on my face then there's a knock on the door

"Uhh..Avery you alright in there?" Chris asks me. Damn I didn't want him to wake up until I left.

"Y-yeah I'm fine, thanks" I respond.

"Okay, take your time" he says. Why is he being all sweet and stuff? I mean it's nothing wrong with it but- oh shit did I say something to him!? Or no wait sleep with him!? Gosh I don't remember anything.

I pace back and forth with my hands on my head thinking that would help but didn't. I even left the water running so I finally turned it off. I open the door just a little to see Chris slipping on a t-shirt. I close my eyes and bite my lip. Why does he have to be so attractive? I close the door again and open the mirror to see my toothbrush was still there. Awe I thought to myself. Why does he still have it though which made me wonder. Anyways I brush my teeth cause all that drinking just made my breath smell bad. Plus morning breath. I know I probably got drunk as shit and made a fool out of myself.

I was so nervous to go back out there but I did. Chris turned around and his cheeks quickly lit up. I did the same but as usual look away after.