Reasons To Stay • Brandon Flynn

Chapter 20: Mess

Nadine's pov

I woke up with my head pounding. I tried to recall what have possibly happened last night. But it was no use. I couldn't remember a shit from last night. The last thing i could picture perfectly was myself chit chatting with Brandon and going up to the stage, singing. That. And the rest was history.

My body felt heavy and lethargic, but as well throbbing with a slight pain. Damn what have i done? Kick boxing?

I must have been drunk. Got totally wasted. I was sure of it.

For a reason i can't explain nor should complain about, i usually felt this kind of way after a night of drinking. Body ached as well as head felt dizzy.

I stirred slightly to my side, raising my palms and pressing them into my eyes. I lifted my eyelids open then peered around the room. I jerkily sat up as a realization hit me.

How did i even get here safe and sound?

I could barely remember how i got back here in my hotel room. I guess a very drunken state of myself had erased all my sane pieces of mind from last night.

I was clueless at this very moment but as well didn't want to ponder who just took me back to my hotel. All i want to do was just taking a shower since i looked like a piece of crap, with my teeth unbrushed and my make up still on.

I threw my legs over the edge of the bed. I sat there like a lifeless body for a solid ten minutes, trying to gain back my sanity. But then the sound of my phone going off startled me. I reached for my phone and scrunched my eyebrows as soon as i landed my gaze on the caller ID. An unknown number.

Didn't second guess, i answered the call.

"Hello?" I croaked.

"Are you okay?"

Oh no. That fucking familiar voice.

"Im fine."

"You sound terrible."

"Have you ever heard someone's raspy morning voice?"

"Never heard of yours."

I found my self smirking. "Good, then get used to with that."

"I will. And i should call you every morning if i get to hear you this way. That's such a turn on."

I rolled my eyes to that. "Geez. Are you seriously trying to flirt with me over the phone?"

"You started it." He stated.

Okay. True.

"What do you want, Jack? What made you call me in this very peaceful early morning?"

He chuckled. "Early? Its 11 in the morning, Nads."

"I know. But i just woke up, so its early for me. Come on, Gilinsky, tell me what you want, cut it short."

"Okay." I could hear he breathed in and out. "Are you free to meet up with me today?"

"Let me check my schedule to see if you could squeeze in."

"Oh. Okay."

"Gotcha. Im free today, sure i can afford for a meeting up. Where should i meet you at?"

"You're such a goofball."

"Hey i don't have balls okay?" I objected.