I love you, Lalisa (Chaelisa fanfic) DISCONTINUED

Chapter 4 - Got me CHAINED UP

Lisa's POV

When I woke up I groaned. I still felt my head throbbing from a hangover. Apparently the "water" I'd drunk wasn't water. I had been so thirsty I hadn't recognised the taste until I'd swallowed the entire cup of it.

Stupid me for taking the cup...

And Rosé for holding the cup! I knew it wasn't her fault but I loved taking her stuff. I didn't plan to take her freaking alcohol.

What happened after I swallowed the alcohol was just a blur. And it definitely didn't explain why I was in someone else's bed. I hadn't drunkenly slept with anyone, had I?

"Good morning," a familiar voice said as I looked up into the eyes of a certain orange-haired girl. Her hair was messy, a few strands sticking out here and there.

Why was she here? Shit, had something happened when I was drunk? We hadn't done it, had we?

Rosé chuckled as if she could read my facial expression. "Can't believe you finally decided to wake up, sunshine. Here, I made some hangover juice for you."

She handed me a suspicious green substance in a glass and I put it down next to the bedside table. There was no way I was drinking that.

Rosé sat down on the bed casually, pulling out her phone and probably checking her phone or something. The fact that she was sitting so close to me made me feel as if I couldn't breathe.

"Uh... Rosé?" I asked.

She looked at me innocently, smiling. She knew what game she was playing.

"We didn't... you and I didn't... do that thing did we?" I asked her.

Rosé's POV

I admit, I was having a lot of fun with this. I was about to retort with a quick "no" but then I realised, if I had the chance to piss her off now, why not take it?

After all, tricking Lisa was my favourite hobby.

"Sure we did, hun," I replied. "And it was so good." The look on Lisa's face was priceless. Her facial expression was somewhere between between shocked and horrified. It took all of my will not to break out laughing.

Lisa scrambled out of my bed. "You're lying."

"Hmm, you're right. I'm lying."

Lisa's face flushed with anger. "I can't believe you, Rosé! It's not freaking funny! I hate you so much." Normally, I would've laughed at her saying that she hated me, but this time it actually hurt. What was this feeling?

"Well, I'm sorry that you got drunk and I had to bring you to my room because I didn't have your key!" I spat back.

Lisa's eyes widened. "You're the one who got me drunk in the first place! I could've been kicked out of PinkPunk because of you!"

As much as I tried to ignore it, it was my fault. Not only had I put Lisa's career at stake, but also her wellbeing. There was a reason why we weren't allowed to drink alcohol.

"I'm sorry, okay?" I told her.

"So nothing happened yesterday, between the time I got drunk and you brought me here?" Lisa asked.