I'm all yours if you're all mine

Chapter-20: Next Morning

           

Above image is of Asher kitchen... Imagine our Ami sitting on the stool while Asher standing opposite to her i.e. by the counter. I like the situation and the way I imagine. They looking so stunning in my head. Let me know what do you think of it

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"Amelia's POV"

I growl out loud when I feel light on my close eyelids. I think I just left the curtains open last night. I try to open my eyes but they are been difficult and refuse to open. They are so heavy like someone had put heavy weight on them to restrict them from opening.

After so much effort I finally able to open them but close them again when strong pain shoot through my veins present in my head. Pressing my head from my palm to ease the pain.

I make move to sit up from my sleeping position but decided against to open my eyes. After successfully making myself to sit up and resting my head on the head rest and then take a deep breathe like I have done the most difficult task in my life. After sitting like this for few minutes I thought of opening my eyes.

Parting my eyelids and blinking them for some time to adjust from my bright light and head pain. My eye open wide that very second when I take in my surroundings. This is definitely not my room. That was the first thought that come into my mind. After giving one longer look to it I come to conclusion that this is the room where I sleep the night when I stayed at his house.

How the hell I end up in Asher house? I look down at myself and find myself in yesterday clothes with my leather jacket is missing. Which I saw on the arm chair that is settle near the window of the room. I get up from the bed and hold my head when I feel sharp pain shoot in my head.

I try to remember anything from last night. But everything is blur. I don't know what I did last night.

'Why I have to drink so much?' I ask and curse myself.

All I remember is that was drinking vodka and someone snatch it from me. I also remember Sami and Jason from last night but what I did and how I did is a huge question. I hate it when I don't remember anything.

I run to the bathroom attached to this room when I got nauseas feeling. Kneeling in front of the toilet bowl and holding my hair back with one hand while kept other on the floor for supporting my body I empty my stomach in it.

When I feel like that I don't have anything left in stomach to throw then only I straighten up. But bent almost immediately having an urge to throw up again.  

I didn't even realize that I was no longer holding my hair back. Someone is holding them for me while rubbing my back to easy this nauseas feeling. Turning around I come face to face very worried Asher.

Pushing the flush and made move to stand up and surprisingly done that with falling because of my heavy head. Coming to the sink and brushed my teeth with the spare brush that I found in the cabinet under the sink.                   

All this time I can feel his presence behind me but I skillfully avoid him. After finishing brushing my teeth I turn around to look at him.

There he stands in his black V-neck T-shirt over Army cargo pants while arm crossed over his chest that make his muscle flex. I have to give t to him that he is quite piece of meal and maintain himself very well at this age when he hardy 18 year old. He raise his eyebrow when he found me looking at him.

"Do have something for this killer headache?" I ask without giving him time to say anything. This killer headache will kill me. It feel like road roller had been rolled over it. Nodding his head in yes he strode out bathroom and I follow behind him.