Can't control

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Once inside the hall, we were hit by loud music. Most of the people inside the hall were dancing in pairs when we left, but now all of them had hit the dance floor. Earlier all of them were decently dancing with slow music on but now it all hade gone wild, signifying the exit of all the teachers.

Now, the bar which was earlier used to pile up the flowers, had actually turned into a bar with a man serving drinks and people getting drunk. It did not seem like a college but a night club. But no one cared as they were sure the teachers were not going to return for the night.

I quickly moved towards the bar and ordered a drink as I required one to face what just happened. I was served with a light pink drink soon enough but before I could down it through my throat, Ryan stopped me. "Are you mad? You are not drinking, OK? And yeah do not think that those puppy dog eyes would work on me. And what do you think, your parents do not live with you so it doesn't matter if you are home drunk? No ways!" he warned.

He left my drink on the table, and was soon called by someone. He is usually a center of attraction as he is the head boy of our college. As soon as he left, not influenced by his speech, I downed the drink on the table, and ordered one more.

The night was really going to be long!

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I woke up feeling dizzy as a huge beam of light struck my face. I yawned! I felt my head was very heavy. I slowly opened my eyes. It took me a minute to be able to see clearly, after blinking a million times.

I looked around. The place I was in was not a familier one. It was a huge room with large windows on one side of it. The walls were plain white. The room was quite clean, better then my own room. The curtains were pulled open.

The room, I must say, felt more like home then my own room. I don't know what was making this place so cozy. In my room I always felt like getting under the sheets and cry my tears out. But this place felt like I was made to live here. So cozy! So nice!

But that did not mean that I was not curious about knowing where I was!

I pushed my blanket away and saw that I was not in the same clothes as last night. I was wearing a night gown quite bigger in size then me.

A wave of shock went through me.

How did I come into those clothes? Where was I? Did I get drunk and was bought in by a guy? No, Ryan wouldn't let that happen. But where was Ryan? And what actually happened last night?

I thought about exploring the house, but then re-thought it, making a decision to dress up before the exploring thing.

I walked a bit lazily towards the bathroom and freshened up a bit. Then I heard a soft voice of a girl. But I was sure that it was only the television.

I followed the noise from the TV and reached a room that seemed like a living room. By now I had changed into my own clothes that I found hanging inside the bathroom.

I tried to search around for someone. Suddenly someone came from the kitchen. I was a bit freaked out. I finally was relieved to see Ryan in front of me.

"Umm I am sorry to bring you to my place instead of yours. Well, you were totally drunk and I drove to your place but then I thought that it was better to bring you at my place instead of searching your pockets for your home keys! Wait! You were drunk! How dare you, I told you not to. Thank god that I was there or else you would have ended up spending your night with a stupid guy."

I stared at him while he spoke. I was a bit astonished to hear his reaction. I was not able to speak even a word. When my voice returned, I spoke up, "How in this world did I get into those clothes?"

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