Oh god.
I opened my eyes.
I was laying on bed, on top of the cover's, fully dressed.
It was nearly 2pm.
I had absolutely no recollection of last night. I remember getting to the bar then that's it.
I looked at my phone.
Missed calls from Zack, Jimmy and Brian.
I should call them and see what the hell happened.
I got up slowly and went and had a shower.
I felt terrible.
I picked up my phone and called Jimmy.
"Woah shit, what was with you last night?" he asked straight away.
"I seriously have no idea, I remember nothing." I told him.
"Well you were certainly drunk, no denying that, but dude, you seem pissed at something."
I have no idea what he meant.
"Jimmy I have no idea, I really don't. " I told him.
"Look you were talking about Ana and how her mom had asked you to look after her and you kept saying how am I supposed to do that.....actually you said that over and over again."
Oh god, what else had I said?
Who had I said it too?
"Jesus Jimmy."
"It's ok Matt, it was only us, so don't worry about it, we won't say a word." he assured me.
"Fuck Jim, I saw her mom yesterday and it upset me."
"It's ok Matt, we get it, your feeling pressured, it's ok, but maybe you should talk to Ana about it, because last night was intense." he told me.
"Aww Jim it's not even like that, at all." I told him.
We hung up and I sat there.
I wasn't being pressured at all, I was just scared of failing Ana.
