🔞Making A Star🔞

Chapter 9

"Ohh god..what did I do last night?"

I hear from the bathroom at 4 am.

I walk in and see him draped over the toilet having puked for who knows how many times.

"Told ya!" I say shaking my head.

"Ah. You .we re. Right." he said looking up at me from the floor.

"Yeah I know." I nodded.

"What did I drink? God my head."

"Uh I think some tequila shots and some rum he said. That's if he remembered correctly."

"He?"

"Yeah. Andre."

"Andre was here?!"

"Yeah. Still is I assume. Since it is 4 am."

"Wait. What? Andre is here? Did we fight or something?"

"Don't you remember anything from last night?"

"I remember recording the song. After that its a lil fuzzy."

"Well you must have called him and he flew down. Yall talked..ended up drinking half the night reminiscing. Then they staying here. I brought you back to your room and took care of you. Basically." I explained.

"Wow. Nope. Don't remember none of it." he said as he got up from the floor.

Rincing his mouth out and walking back to bed.

"Thank you for helping me. I don't usually get drunk like that at all." he said laying back down.

"No problem..and yeah I can tell." I chuckled.

"Did we do it last night? " he asked.

"No. Why?" I asked him.

"I don't know just had a weird feeling." he said

"Nope I would never do that. Hope neither of us would."

"Nope. I wouldn't. Even if you wanted to."

"That's good." I nod.

"I'm going to try to sleep some more. Hopefully I don't get sick again. And hope this damn headache goes away." He told me rolling on his side.

"This from a man who never sleeps." I chuckle.

"Hangover be bitch." he laughed.

He layed in the bed. I laid next to him.

And he sleeps rest of the morning.

I get up and get cleaned up he wakes up streching.

"Yeah..headache.." he said holding his head.

"Yup." I say as I get dressed.

"I need sunglasses.." he says walking in bathroom and standing at the toilet. Trying to use it and not fall over or puke.

"I'll get you some." I say looking at him and patting him on the back.

"Fuck. I'm going to kill Cymone!" He shouted pucking again holding his head above the toilet.

"Prince..what did you two talk about if you dont mind me asking?" I ask him as he stands up and I hand him a wash cloth to wash his face.

"Stupid shit. Really. I don't remember." he said looking in the mirror at his pail reflection.

"I'm sure he don't either." I laughed handing him a towel. 

"Very funny." he says looking at me.