He Is My Roommate

Chapter 9: Asshole

The last thing I remember was Olivia shouting out "Damon?!" followed by complete utter darkness.

I try to blink my eyes open but my eyelids are dry and heavy. My heads throbbing and my body feels as if its floating. I'm moving, but my legs aren't walking and I can't feel the ground. Someone's arm is around my waist and he's carrying me on his shoulder. My hair is swaying upside down and I have no idea what is happening, but judging from the cool breeze and the sound of crickets, I know I'm outside.

"You're pretty fucked up too aren't you?" The person holding me mutters.

He smells so good. Like sweet soap and fresh cologne. His shoulders are hard and his back is broad, he must be strong I grin to myself.

With my eyes still closed I grab onto him tighter feeling safe and secure.

"What the?" He suddenly turns stiff and stops walking "are you sniffing me?"

His neck smells so good and its so warm. His hair is tickling me too haha!

"You want me too don't you..." I hear him sigh out.

Next thing I know I've drifted off into a deep sleep.

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I wake up to a huge headache squinting away the sun shining from the window.

"Ouch"

My head was still throbbing and it took me a few seconds to recall what had happened last night.

I went to a house party with Trish, we danced and Damon was there. I drank a lot and went into the living room. Trish had to go to the toilet.

"Ouch" I groan knocking my head with the back of my wrist.

Then I got up on a table and my favorite song was on...Olivia was there and Gabriel with the twins...

Shit

"Way to go Zoe!" I cry out flopping back into my pillow "how am I going to face everyone now?"

"Strippers awake."

At the sound of Damon's amused voice I throw off the covers and spring up. My eyes meet his from across the room but he turns away uninterested. His black hair was bed messy but it still stood up in a very sexy way and he was already dressed up crunching away through his cereal behind the bar.

"Did...did I do anything else? Besides dance?" The question came out more like a cry.

"Yep" he answered through a mouth full of cereal.

"What?! What did I do?" My tone was higher now and I was really scared.

What else did I do?!

"You took your shirt off" he answered matter-of-factly.

He looked up from his cereal and his eyes narrowed at me.

"I what?!!" I began to yell in panic "who saw me? Did anyone take a video?"

Suddenly Damon drops his spoon and bursts into laughter.

"You" he puts his hand on his stomach still laughing "you believed me what an idiot!"

Asshole!!

Pissed, annoyed, and feeling dumb, I open my mouth to yell at him but then remember. He saved me and carried me home, if it wasn't for him I would probably be in a mess right now or all over YouTube dancing with underwear on my head.

"Thanks" I grimaced.

With this he immediately stops laughing and turns serious again.

"For what?"