4 Years • jb

;23

| Malaysia |

I groaned opening my eyes as I looked around to see where in the hell I actually was. The last I remember I was dancing on the bar table with Tristan after about my 6th shot of tequila. Everything after that is a big äss blur.

I grabbed my throbbing head as I sat up, "What the fück." I murmured to myself. I looked around confused and that's when I felt the throw up in the back of my throat start to come up as I ran to the bathroom that was connected in the room I was in.

I literally felt like I was puking up my insides, which only made me cry because I absolutely hate with a passion throwing up.

"Damn Malaysia, you good?" I heard a familiar voice ask me. I finally pulled back to see a man with brown hair and eyes, "Um who are you?" I asked confused an a little scared.

"You don't remember? We met last night, I'm Tristan's boyfriend Nick." He grinned towards me as I mentally thank god. For a second there I almost thought I hooked up with him or something.

"Where's Tristan?" I quickly asked, pulling my hair into a bun on top of my head. "In our room, he's knocked out cold."

I looked down holding my head in my hands, I groaned to myself while gently rubbing my temples. "Here take this." Nick handed me two aspirins with a glass of water. I thanked him quietly before quickly placing the pill on my tongue and swigging it back with the water.

"Do you remember anything that happened last night?" He chuckled as I shook my head, "No, mind refreshing my memory?"

"Well I don't know what happen before I got there but I ended up coming to get you guys because you couldn't drive at all." He said and I nodded, "Well do you remember what was going on when you got there?" I asked, scared for his response because lord knows what could come out of his mouth.

"I'm not 100% sure but I know you were yelling at some guy because he wouldn't get off of you." My eyes widened shocked because I remember none of this, "Well did he get off?" I asked. He nodded, "Oh yeah, Tristan made sure of that."

I smiled to myself, knowing that Tristan had my back made me feel a little bit better. "Anything else happen?" I than asked. He shrugged, "After Tristan punched him I made you guys leave with me because I didn't want anything else to happen. The last thing I needed was my man to get arrested."

I nodded before my mouth formed an oo shape. "Can I go see Tristan?" I asked not wanting to just barge in there room. He nodded, "If you can wake him up, be my guest. I'm going to work. Help yourself to whatever."

I smiled shyly at him, "Thanks Nick!" I heard a soft don't mention it before he walked out the front door.

I quietly creeped into there room, while I heard Tristan slightly snoring passed out on the bed. I giggled to myself and than smiled down seeing how cute he was. I climbed up onto the bed and sat next to him.

"Tristan..." I quietly said gently shaking his arm. "Pssst Tristan." I shook his arm a little harder but than stopped when I heard him let out a soft groan, "Stop yelling."

"How much did we drink last night?" He whined in a whisper as I giggled, "You tell me! Seeing as how I don't remember a single thing!" He sighed before sitting up, "That's right, you definitely did drink more than I. However it doesn't feel like it." He rubbed the back of his head. I looked at him confused and squinted my eyes, "Well mind filling me in on the stuff you do remember?" Not knowing what on earth I did last night or what even happened was starting to eat me alive. I was beyond in eager at this point just to get some what of an answer.