Alone

Chapter 4

- Christina's POV -

I almost kissed Jordan. What the hell was I thinking? I'm actually going crazy.

"Christina?" Allison said, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah?"

"You haven't said anything about the whole Maria thing."

"Oh um, yeah I'm glad it's over."

"Me too. Imagine what would of happened if all that stuff got out, I mean your career would just sink faster than-- I'm not helping, am I?"

"No you're great. You really know how to reassure someone." I said, rolling my eyes.

"Sorry."

"Yeah."

"Well, don't forget on the weekend you're getting back to work. I know I'm asking the impossible but try hard not to party or anything, please."

"Yeah, ok."

"I'll be back on Saturday. Don't do anything stupid." She said, walking out the door.

I'm alone on a Wednesday, what to do? I keep thinking of something to keep me occupied but the only thing that comes into my head is Jordan. Is that a sign? No. I'm just a friend thinking about another friend, it's totally normal. Right?

I decide to pick up my phone and call Jordan.

"Hello?" He answers.

"Hey Jordan."

"Oh, hi Christina."

"I was wondering if you wanted to come out tonight with me?"

"Where to?"

"Just some club, I just really need to get my mind off things and ..."

"... and you want me to come to stop you from getting too out of control."

"Exactly."

"Alright, I'll be over at yours by 8."

"Sounds good, see you then. Bye Jordan."

"Bye." He said, hanging up the phone.

****

- Jordan's POV -

It's 2 am and me and Christina are at some random club. I've stayed sober in hopes that maybe she would too but no, she is blind drunk. I'm not surprised if she collapses any moment now.

"Christina, we should go." I say.

"Noooooo, Im having fun." She whined.

"You can barely walk."

"I'm fine, you can go home."

"If this is how you want it, fine." I say as I pick her up and carry her out of the club and put her in the back of my car.

She fell asleep on the ride home so when we arrived at her place, I carried her up the stairs and put her on her bed. I was about to leave when I heard her mumble something.

"Jordan, cuddle with me?"

"Alright." I say as I kick off my shoes and lay on the bed with her. She wraps her arm around me and rests her head on my chest. I lay there and watch her fall asleep. I've never really noticed how beautiful she is, wow.

I wake up the next morning to find Christina still wrapped around me.

"Hey." She says, looking up.

"Hey, are you-" I couldn't even finish my sentence before she jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom and began to vomit. I walk to the bathroom and sit beside her, as I rub circles on her back. She finally stops and sits back to lean against the wall. It wasn't long before her face went pale and she started to sweat.

"Are you alright?" I ask.

"Yeah I just feel a little light headed." She said as she stood up and began to stumble to her bed, she got about half way before she suddenly collapsed, luckily I was walking right behind her and managed to catch her. As I caught her, I saw her eyes roll to the back of her head. Something is definitely not right here.

I carry her to the bed and lay her down. I then rummage through her bag to find her phone and call Allison.

"Christina?" She answers.

"No, it's Jordan."

"Oh god, what happened?"

"I don't know. She woke up this morning, vomited and now she just passed out."

"Alright, I'll be over in an hour."

"See you then." I say as I hang up the phone. I have no idea what to do, I've never seen anyone that drunk before. If Christina is as bad as what Allison has told me then I figured she must do this all the time. So Allison must know what to do.

****

Allison arrived and has been taking care of Christina all morning. Christina has been going from vomiting to sleeping, I feel bad that I let her drink that much last night. I somehow feel like all of this is my fault.

"Alright. I think she's over the worst of it. What happened last night?" Allison asked, as she walked down stairs.

"We went out to a club and drank. Then we came back home, she fell asleep then woke up this morning like this."

"I told her not to go out."

"Christina's not really one to listen."

"Damn right she's not. Well, anyway, I should go. She's asleep now but should wake up soon. She'll be fine."

"Thanks Allison, bye." I say as she walked out the door.

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- Christina's POV -

I woke up with a ringing headache. It's pretty safe to say that I feel horrible. I realise that I'm still wearing my party clothes so I quickly get changed into a T-shirt and sweats. I walk down stairs and see Jordan asleep on my couch. I look at the clock and realise it's 9pm. Wow, did he stay here the whole day? I try to sneak into the kitchen as quietly as possible, trying not to wake him up but unfortunately, I do anyway.

"Hey, you're awake." He says, walking into the kitchen.

"Yeah, you are too." I laugh.

"How you feeling?"

"Like shit honestly. What about you?"

"Alright I guess. I'm just glad that you're better than you were this morning."

"Don't worry about it. Stuff like that happens all the time."

"Well it shouldn't. I don't like seeing you like that. You're a great girl and seeing you reduced to nothing but a broken shell, it hurts me." He says as he walks over to me, our bodies touching. He puts a finger under my chin and lifts it up, "I don't want to get hurt anymore."

I take that as almost an invitation to kiss him, "You won't." I say, as I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him softly.

I close my eyes and smile. I open them again and I'm in my bedroom.

What the fuck? It was just a dream. Wait, why was I dreaming about Jordan?

I get out of bed and walk down stairs but there is no one there. I sigh as I realise that once again I'm alone.