Loving To The Touch

chapter 26

bright light filled my vision as my eyes fluttered open. The sight of the living room window caught my attention and I looked around. I was on the couch. Rolling over from my face down position, I closed my eyes once again as the splitting in my head was beginning to start.

"Where's she at?" I disappointed voice said down the hall toward the front door.

I turned back over on my stomach and groaned loudly. Would everyone just shut up!

Footsteps were heard as several people walked down the hall to the living room.

"God lissy, what are you wearing!?" The same voice from earlier called out sounding flustered.

I turned back over slowly to see a red cheeked Ryan who was taking every rout to try and not look at me. I looked down at my body I flung off the couch and rolled under the coffee table out of view. I was wearing that stringy black thing Mia handed me last night and those 5 inch heals.

"Omg. Get out so I can go change!" I yelled.

Footsteps left the room. One set was quick and the other was slow. Probably Elliot. I rolled from under the table and sprinted to my room. Throwing on some leggings and a big shirt I strolled back in awkwardly with an insane amount of blush covering my face.

Ryan was sitting on the couch, hands on his knees, and head down but I could see there was just as much blush on his face as there was mine. Maybe more. I cleared my throat and his head snapped up letting the full amount of crimson show.

"Hey. Um... Why did you come over." I said shuffeling my foot around on the wood floor.

"Elliot called me over so he could go out to pick up some groceries." He reasponded fidgeting his fingers on his knee as it bounced up and down.

"He went out?" I said shoked as it was just Ryan and I left alone now.

"Ya, he told me he wanted me to look after you since you got drunk last night and you were hungover." He responded letting go of his embarrassed attitude and replacing it with a hard look.

"What, I never really promised that I wouldn't get drunk, but for your information I only had one bottle." I retorted matter-of-factly.

"One bottle of what?" He asked.

"I don't know." I shyly answered trying to sink away in a hole so I wouldn't have to face his reaction.

"Lissy!" He shouted giving up on adding other words," do you even remember anything from last night?" He asked curiously throwing his hands up in the air.

"Nothing really just-." My phone began to ring.

I gave Ryan a confused look as I look at the unknown number flashing on my screen.

Holding it up to my ear I answered," hello?"

"Hey Lissy its me Ivan." A voice of a man said on the other side of the phone.

"Ivan?" I questioned wracking my brain for any information on who this person is.

"Ah, I wouldn't have expected you to know much. You were so drunk last night." He added with a deep chuckle.

Images flashed in my brain of a tall bleach blond guy. I remember now.

"Ivan!" How'd you get my number, and why are you calling?" I asked looking up at Ryan who whore a confused and jealous look.

"You left me your number, and you said to call, but I actually have a reason. You left your clothes at the club." He answered adding another deep chuckle.