.''I hate you, I love you''.

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Ashira's pov:

I sat up with closed eyes, my head is killing me, like a dump truck was thrown on me.

I opened my eyes while rubbing my head, looking around.... wait this is not my room.... oh fuck what did I do yesterday?!

I stood up, smoothing out my wrinkled clothes.

I left the room and looked around the unfamiliar place.

"hello" I screamed in surprise and hit the person that talked.

"what the fuck was that for?!"

"oh hi Lauren.... oops?" I pulled her to her feet again as I knocked her down with that hit.

"what the heck"

"you scared me sorry"

"it's fine"

"why am I in your home?" I asked as she walked to the kitchen and I tagged along.

"you can't seem to hold your alcohol"

"but I only had three beers"

"exactly...... I couldn't let you go home alone and I sure as heck am not capable of dealing with a drunk you"

"whatever you say"

"oh well that's the past now, sit down, I guess your head is hurting so here"

"thanks" I said, taking the glass of water and pile she handed me and took it, downing the water in one breath and sighing.

Lauren's pov:

I was a bit worried she would get mad at me for not actually taking her home and instead here but I guess it went well.

well.... my forehead hurts now, note to self, never surprise Ashira when she doesn't know where she is or isn't prepared.

she sat by the table as I told her as I made for scrambled eggs and bacon for both of us, humming.

"whatcha cooking there?" I flinched a little in surprise and looked over my shoulder, Ashira was now looking what I was doing and standing close behind me... WAY TO CLOSE!!!!!

my face became red instantly with smoke coming from my ears if it was possible, she's really close.... like one more step and she's against me with her bre-- stop brain! not now! snap out of it Lauren.

"e-eggs and bacon" I answer after what must have a while of me stuck in my perverted mind and trying to gain control over it.

"cool.... can I have some?"

"it's for both of us"

"cool" she sat back down at the table and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

I thought these feelings couldn't get worst then they already were but ever since she came back it went downhill fast, like it got out of hand really fast, like when we turn on a vacuum in the company of a cat, the cat is here one second and seemed to have teleported away the next.... maybe cats really are teleporting.... okay that's off topic. (this happened a long time ago but my cat, when she was around 4, disappeared after she heard the vacuum, I was in tears because we couldn't find her.... it does have a happy end since she was in the neighbour's house and I needed to climb under their bed to get her but still got her, I love her... to the point I stopped seeing her as a pet, kissing her fluffy head, talking to her when I'm alone with her and even sometimes calling myself or my family hers what I mean is I say 'mother will be back soon with you big brother' when talking of my mom and lil bro..... don't judge until you owned an animal)