Moving On

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Alex's POV

I wake up without Denis beside me, I sigh as I grab my clothes and put them on. I try to stand up but everything hurt, I groan as Denis enters the living room smirking proudly as me.

"What, you think this is funny Stoff?" I scoff playfully.

"Nah, I'm just admiring my work, I must've been good if you can't even get up," He says cockily.

I roll my eyes as Denis comes up to me and helps me stand up, I wrap my arm around his shoulder as he walked us to the kitchen.

"Would you like a Tylenol for the pain?"

"Yes please,"

Denis hands me a glass of water and the pill. He kisses my forehead, he pours two cups of coffee, giving me one. We just enjoy each others company, I probably stink of sweat and sex. I'll take a shower later.

"So what do you want to do today?" I ask.

"Um, I'm not sure, wanna just cuddle while we think?" Denis smiles.

I nod, I stand up ignoring the pain. It's not a lot of pain just a bit.

Later on in the day Denis had to do some errands so I called up Brandi see if she wanted to hang out for the day.

We sat on the couch as I told her everything that happened, from the whole Ben thing, to my amazing night with Denis.

"But Ben didn't mean what he said when he was drunk, I doubt he'd die for me," I say.

"But he was drunk, he let everything out, he means it,"

I jut think about that. Brandi's phone goes off, she looks at her phone.

"I have to go," Brandi tells me.

I nod as she gets up to go, I guess I'll just watch movies or sleep, yeah sleeping sounds like a good idea. What was Ben talking about when he said I need to as Denis what happened before I awoke, I just remembered about that, I need to ask Denis about what Ben was talking about. I go to take a shower.

I close me eyes letting the hot water run down my body, I turn it hotter, I go for the bar of soap. I wash myself.

"Oops," I say, when I drop the soap. Meh, I'll pick it up when I get out. Dumbest thing I ever did.

I go to grab the shampoo but the soap makes the shower floor slippery. I slip on the soap and go falling. I hit my head on the ledge that holds the shampoo and stuff. I hit my head pretty hard, I land on the floor, everything was blurry, as the water continues to now fall on my face, burning. Eventually everything went blank

Ben's POV

I texted the guys, telling them to meet up at our favourite bar. First came James with Cam, then Brandi with Hanna, and lastly Denis, Sam, and Danny.

"So, why'd you want to meet here?" James asked.

"Well, um," I stutter, I honestly can't believe I have to say this.

"I'm moving away," I mutter.

Their faces drop.

"When?" Hanna asked.

"Tomorrow, so I wanted to have one last drink with you guys,"

"How come you didn't ask Alex to join us?" Sam raises a brow.

"I doubt me moving would effect her, plus I doubt she'll be regaining her memory anytime soon, so this wouldn't bother her anyway,"

They just nod their heads. We had a few drinks, I want to try not to be too drunk when I go home.

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