California Dream Part Two

Chapter 35

I wake up to sunlight on my face. I open my eyes and I'm confused about everything. First off I'm in a random room, second I'm in my bra and underwear, and third I remember nothing of last night. I sit up and look around the room. None of this looks familiar. I try to remember as much as I can but the closest I get is to taking a shot of tequila while Brian watched me.

Brian. I have to find him maybe he'll remember something. I find my clothes in a pile on the floor next to the bed. Something stabs my boob so I look in my bra. My money is still there, so that's good. I get dressed and open the door to the room.

The living room of the suite is completely trashed. There's cups and garbage everywhere. A guy without a shirt on sits at the counter in the kitchen. His hair is blonde and messy. I cough a little so he'll look up. When he does I see his face. Thank god it's Brian.

"Hey, you're awake," he says as he smiles.

"Um I have a few questions about last night," I say as I walk towards him.

"Yeah I thought you would after you took that third shot."

"Ok well. How much did I actually drink last night?" I ask as I take a seat across from him.

"You had those first three shots then I think you had around two more shots and a beer."

"Oh god. I put one hand over my face and one on my stomach. I'm never drinking again."

"Yeah you said something last night about how you don't really drink."

"Yeah. Ok next question is, why did I wake up in that bed without my clothes on?"

He laughs a little. "I kind of wished you would remember that one."

"We didn't have sex did we?" I ask.

"No, but I think that's what you wanted to do."

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"We were dancing then you grabbed me and we started making out."

"Oyy." I take my hand and cover my face.

"Then you lead me in there and you just started taking your clothes off. I knew you were drunk and probably didn't know what you were doing so I just put you to bed and you were out within minutes."

"Oh my god." I pull my hand off my face and rest my forehead on the counter.

"I'm sorry, but it was kind of funny."

"The one time I get drunk. This happens," I mumble.

"It's ok we all do stupid things when we get drunk. It was kind if weird though. Every once in awhile you would call me Kian." I pull my head up and raise an eyebrow at him. "After you took the first three shots you were fine, then after you had the beer you kept going back and forth between Kian and Brian, but after the last two shots you just lost all track and kept calling me Kian."

"Are you sure that's what I was saying?" I ask.

"Yeah it was. When you took me to the bedroom you said something like 'Kian just please stay with me.' or something like that." I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

"This can't be happening. Can my life get any worse right now." I put my head back down on the cool marble counter so it'll sooth my headache.

I hear a door open and I turn to see a familiar face. I quickly turn and hope that they didn't see me. It's to late though they did.

"Annie?"

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