Amateur - A Jon Cozart fic

Chapter 12 - Oh No

*Elise's P.O.V.*

Is it morning? Oh god, jesus christ. Well, you think drinking will make you happy. It doesn't. It gives you a temporary solution to what feels like a permanent problem, and a headache in the morning. Oh no. My head's going to explode.

Oh wait. Where am I. That's also a good question. There's a blinding light coming through the window, but that is definitely not the one in my room, and I don't have blinds. What happened last night? My hair's a mess, as per normal. I look down and I'm not wearing clothes. One night stand then, huh, Elise? Good job. You have literally no idea where you are, but by the sounds of the city noises outside you're in someone else's apartment. Okay, find your clothes. Walk of Shame your ass outta here.

I got dressed, tried to smooth down my hair to no avail, and grabbed my shoes. I'm walking home barefoot. I go to the door, hand on the doorknob and then I look back at the person in the bed.

And then I properly look at the room.

Shit.

It's Ryan's house.

Ryan, you repulsive soggy lampshade. I swear to god, I'm going to replace all his apple juice with piss. What the hell?

Oh no.

Oh no.

Suddenly, everything comes crashing back to me. Oh no. Oh no. I came running back to him again. He was there, he was at the bar and I fell under his.spell again. I can't be here. I can't. I can't do this. As long as he's around, as long as he's here, in my city, somehow being able to tell where I am, I'm not going to cope. I can't do this, oh no. My breathing quickens and I stumble backwards into the door, making a crashing sound. He starts to stir, and he makes a grunting noise. He rolls over, but before he can look to see if I'm here, or if I'm anywhere in the room, I've bolted. I'm out of here.

I can't do this.

*Jon's P.O.V.*

It's now 4pm, that's enough time to wait to call someone, right? Yeah. I think so. I pick up my Iphone and dial Carm's number, somewhat nervous. She picks up:

"Nashville sperm bank, you squeeze it, we freeze it, how may I direct your call?"

"Carm?"

"Ah yes, Jonathan. What's up?" Hearing her voice fills me with joy. Jon, you just met the girl, calm the hell down, okay?

"Oh, um, I was just wondering if you needed a hand with any furniture moving. Yanno. I'm a strong. Man type thing. I can move things around. No problemo." I can hear a small laugh through the other end of the phone.

"Yeah. That's a load of bullcrap, honestly, I just wanted to see if you wanted to hang out. That was my really lame excuse."

"I can tell. Drop on by now, actually. I bought a fridge, I'm adulting."

"Did you get a bed to sleep in?"

"Yes, I did. Don't get too thrilled, you don't have a spot there yet." I don't know what she was implying in that sentence, but I liked it.

"Alrighty, headed other. Won't be far away at all."

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