The Last Memory

Star Struck

Know that feeling of Hangover from the last night, over that farmhouse, the hard, heated party? Ever felt it? Triple the headache and the nausea, the funny in the Tummy and you'll know what I'm feeling right now.
Blissful, ain't it? Not.
I wake up dizzy, my head feels as if it got hit by something hard numerous times. I sit on the bed and groan when the sun shines into my eye. Busty mornings! Oh, how much I love them. Not! I groan loudly and get off the bed. Oh! I wonder who's bed this is . Because last that I remember of, I didn't wake up on baby blue linen sheet clad mattress. Ugh! How am I ending up in different beds all of a sudden is out of my understanding.

I walk out of the room, slowly, trying not to ruin the expensive looking carpet which feels like clouds under my feet. I hop off the staircase and enter the kitchen. My stomach growls loudly, informing me about its emptiness.

Oh baby tummy, you have no idea how empty and raw I am, too.

Before my eyes start filling up with the tears which should have been shredded a long time back, I push the thought of him at the back of my head and start preparing myself a sandwich. After my Sandwich is ready, I look into the refrigerator to find a dozen beer bottles and a few tetra packages of Real Fruit Juice(s).
Not finding it an appropriate time to drink, I pour myself a glass of juice and settle on the top of the Glossy coffee table, not willing to jut onto the stool. As I start eating, I couldn't help but wonder about him. Him.

However much I try, I can't let him free from me. I can't let our memories just go away. I shudder at the thought of those memories being taken away from me. They are all that I've be counting on since the day he left, believing he'll come back someday.

Hey, don't judge me. Okay? I'm just an optimistic girl in a part time pessimists body. Nothing's wrong in believing onto something that you want. Even if it has 0.5% chances of happening. Like there's nothing wrong in believing that someday you'll be in the same room as Channing Tatum. Alone. Half naked. Not. But, alone. Definitely. *drools dreamily*

"Uh. Can you please shift that pretty little ass of yours from above my table. You're ruining the piece, Baby" a deep, husky voice intrupts my rail of thoughts. I look at the direction of the voice and as if Channing Tatum wasn't enough, I stare at the guy standing in front of me, wide mouthed. His eyes, Black and grey-ish, hair messed up, like he'd just woken up. He looks like a freaking model who just walked out from one of those Fashionista magazines girls die for.

My sister wasn't any different. She used to have a whole lot of her weekly magazines which she used to add up in her collection. She was an addict. But not anymore.

I sigh as I close my eyes to clear my head from all the thoughts that have been clogging my mind.
As I open them again, they rake above the Geek god's half naked body and an involuntary sigh leaves my mouth.

"Like what you see, Baby girl? " his voice, ooh how much I'd like to hear it everyda..

*Stop staring, you idiot* Aaye conscience, remarkable timing indeed.

*You'll definitely get a good pay for giving people 'making a fool of themselves' lessons*

Oh C'mon, I'm not half that bad.

*Sure*

Embarrassed, I clean my drool with the sleeve of whoever's shirt I'm wearing and get down the table. I glare at the guy for being arrogant yet so effing Hot at the same time and  my glare is returned by a smirk and a wink of his own. Oh, I'm melting into a puddle of hot chocolate. Someone please save me now.

I sit on the stool which was ignored by me earlier and stare at his bare back as his tough muscles stretch while he prepares his breakfast. He turns around to walk up to the Refrigerator and takes out a can of hot chocolate and a candy bar. Wow, his arms. How strong would they be?
But,
Hey! Wait. "How could I not find those candy bars and the chocolate drink."  I frown at his back "I was the one who entered this kitchen first."

" I keep them hidden in the fridge so that no one, like you, except me, can enjoy this sugary delight. And the kitchen is mime, so you have no say in it, whatsoever. "
But. "This is wrong at so many levels!" I cry.
*Calm yourself and be polite, maybe he'll change his mind*

With this, I stand and walk up to him.

"Um. Hey. Can I please get a bar of that" I ask, pointing to the refrigerated chocolaty goodness in his hand, smiling cheerily believing he'd give it another thought.
But all he does is look at me, raise one of his eyebrows and eat the remaining bar in his hand. His gaze, still not wavering from my face.
Asshole.

Then he turns around and walks over to the fridge, returning with another bar in his hand. He isn't that bad though.

But instead of giving it to me, he unwraps the chocolate and takes a step forward, towards me. I couldn't help but feel nervous and stagger back. He takes another step forward and I walk back. This continues until my back hits the platform of the Kitchen. I stop, or rather, I'm forced to stop, but he doesn't. Another step forward and now he's standing so close to me, I can practically feel his minty breath on my face. And then he does the worst possible thing which loosens all my ties.
He takes a bite of the Chocolate bar and that is when my patience wears off.

I jump on the platform and stand up. Next, I keep my foot on this jock's strong shoulder, which takes him by surprise and turn him around, folding both of my legs and sit on his shoulder. Too shocked by what just happened, he stares at me like I'm an Oscar winning actress. Sensing it to be the life time opportunity, I snatch the bar from his hands and bite it.

My teeth sink into the Chocolaty goodness. And I moan as  I revive the taste of cocoa, boosting up my Senses and the headache feels to lighten up a little.

After completely eating up the chocolate bar, I carefully get down from his back and awkwardly stand there in front of him, not knowing what to say.

He stands there, star struck and then takes off running , without saying a word.
And I stand there, confused, trying to register what just happened.

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Hey Lovelies. I'm back. And thank tou so much for supporting my book. ♥
Also, if anyone of you are wondering what the guy looks like,

You're in love with me now.
I know. Muhahaha.
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~Ekjot