Remarkable Misfortunes

Chapter Eleven

I woke up facing the window. There was sunlight peeking from the top of the curtains. I tried to get up, but something heavy kept me down. I looked to my right to see a brown mop of hair and soft snoring. Kyle? Wait no, it can't be Kyle. I poked the guy in the head, but he didn't move a muscle. I pulled up the covers to see if I was still fully clothed. I sighed in relief when I saw my clothes still intact. I slid out of the bed, and let me tell you, that wasn't really easy. I tip-toed to the other side of the bed trying to get a better look at the guys face, but that was no use. His face was half in the pillow and half covered in hair. I poked the guys face a couple times and got closer.

I didn't have a quick enough reaction when I was pulled into the guys arms again. "Scarlett, why do you keep poking me?"

I looked up to see Sawyer giving me a weird look. Oh, it was Sawyer! "I was trying to figure out who you were. I don't need to be waking up to some stranger in my bed!" I defended myself.

He let go of me, giving me the opportunity to get up. He shifted his body weight up on the headboard and looked at me. "You don't remember asking me to stay with you?"

I thought about it, but last night was a blur. What the hell did happen? I looked back up at Sawyer who was just giving me a sympathetic look. "No, I can't remember anything since I went to that party with Kyle." I furrowed my eyebrows. "I don't remember coming back to the hotel to be honest." 

"Well good news, we get to go home after a long long weekend." He gave me a smile. He got out of bed and left through the door without another word. 

I just stood there staring at the back of his head throwing daggers. What wasn't he telling me? I wasn't going to drop this so I followed him out to the kitchen. Before I opened my mouth, I looked around and noticed it was super quiet. "Where is everyone?"

Sawyer stood up from looking in the fridge and then faced me. "I actually don't think they came home. Ariel's bed was still made, but I'll go look in the rooms anyways." He started walking towards his room, but stopped before opening the door. "Can you call for room service?" With that, he looked at me then he walked out and into the living room.

I went to the phone and pressed 0. It rang a couple times until the front desk answered. "Hi, I'd like to request the deluxe breakfast to be sent up to the Presidential Suite. Yes, thank you."

"So, they're all crashed out in Greyson and your brothers room." Sawyer announced as he walks back into the kitchen. "And I think you should go check it out."

I stared at him confused, but all he did was point towards of the rooms. I followed that direction and stopped in front of the door. I hesitated on the handle before I finally opened it. And what I saw was something I didn't expect.

Ariel and Greyson in bed.... together! And I definitely didn't see clothes on them. I covered my mouth before I could make one sound and walked out. I went back into the kitchen to see Sawyer with his arms crossed and a smirk. "Did that really happen?"

"You know we have to wake them up, right? After we eat, we have to get ready and go." I nodded, but was in shock to even know what to do. He chuckled, shaking his head as he walked right back out. As if on cue, there was a knock on the door.

I walked to the front door and let the server come in. The Aroma of food filled the room quickly. I think I started drooling, too. I heard a groan come from behind me, I turned to see Luke yawning and looking over my shoulder.

"Something smells good."

"I ordered us breakfast."

"Do you know why Sawyer rushed us out of the room?" He cocked an eyebrow as he made himself a plate.