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CHRISSY WOKE up the next morning with the worst hangover ever. It took her awhile to even open her eyes, but before that she felt arms around her. She squinted her eyes and looked up to see Jeff. The last thing she remembered last night was talking to Jessica. Maybe Jeff came to the party.
She knew they didn't have sex, despite Chrissy being very drunk she always remembers sex, especially if it was with Jeff. He looked so adorable, his structured face relaxed, his hair slightly messy and his little snores. He was also holding her very protectively which Chrissy found very cute.
Jeff began to stir and eventually his eyes fluttered open. "Morning." He said his voice deep, it sounded so hot. "Hey." Chrissy whispered circling her fingers on his chest. "What happened last night?" She asked, her voice breaking a little. "Well you called me at around 3 in the morning, you told me you had taken some pill and that you needed me...and I came." Pill? Chrissy didn't remember taking a pill.
"I don't remember taking a pill, I did smoke so much weed though, I'm not sure how I'm still functioning." She said laughing. Jeff smiled at her, scanning over her features again, watching her movements. He almost groaned when she sat up, out of his arms, she leaned over him and grabbed her phone from his nightstand.
"Did you know that the Founding Fathers didn't smoke weed?" She laughed so hard, he did sure know how to and her laugh.
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"My parents and Clay have blown up my phone." She said face palming, she forget about them. "You were still asleep when they were calling." Jeff said that but he wasn't looking at her, he was looking at her bare legs that were crossed over. "Eyes are up here pervert." She laughed pulling his face up with his chin. He laughed as well blushing slightly.
In that moment when he was watching the girl giggle, her face free of makeup, her hair slightly messy, and her nose scrunched up when she laughed. He realized he was crazy about this girl, and I had to do something about it before she slipped away.
"Jeff, what happened when you brought me here?" She asked him tapping her acrylics on his leg that was covered by the sheets. "Well, I brought you here, held you hair back whilst you threw up and put you into bed. Then you asked me to stay with you...and I did." He found his voice was getting quieter at the end of his sentence.
"I threw up? In front of you?" Her hands were covering her face in embarrassment. He pulled her hands away from her face and attached his lips to her. "Don't worry about it, and I better get you home, your parents will be worried." She smiled warmly at him. How could he not find her gross this early in the morning? How could he kiss her after she'd thrown up?
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They were both in the car, Chrissy had put her clothes from the night before back on and tied her hair up. The radio was playing low, the both didn't talk, it was a comfortable silence, she did catch Jeff looking at her a few times making her break out into a small laugh. When they arrived outside her house, she stayed sat in the car and turned to him.
"Jeff, what are we?" She asked lightly watching him turn to her as well. "I mean we've been out on a few dates and we always kiss but what does it mean?" Honestly, she thought he was stringing her along that this wasn't going anywhere. "What are we? Well, I want to be able to kiss you whenever I want, want to make you feel good, I want to make you feel special," he reached his hand up to her cheek before whispering his last bit. "I want to be able to call you mine."
Chrissy was struck, she really wasn't expecting that, she wanted to do everything he just said to him, she was really falling for him. "So what I'm asking is for you to be my girlfriend? Be mine?" He asked rubbing his cheek under her eye. "I'd really like that." She replied smiling cheekily and connecting their lips.
Jeff pulled away when he saw Clay stood on Chrissy's front porch and practically shit himself. "Your brother's watching us." Jeff explained seeing her disappointed face. "Oh." She giggled turning to see her brother with his arms crossed. "I'll see you later, handsome." She said opening the car door. "Bye gorgeous." He waved before driving off.
