Babe// Sequel to Bad Boy

13

Haley's POV
I wake up and feel arms wrapped around me.

I pull Away confused and see Ethan.

What.  The .  Fuck.  Happened?!

Oh my god.  Oh my god

I get up and an unsettling feeing sets in my stomach and I rush to what I hope is his bathroom, and throw up in the toilet... guess it was his bathroom.

I am hovered over it for a while, throwing up.

Once I am finally finished I rinse my mouth out and then look at myself in the mirror.

Im wearing one of his tees..  his boxers..  and no bra underneath. 

My hair is a mess and I have mascara smudged all around.

Did we fuck?!

We better fucking not have

Oh my god we fucked

No no no no.

I walk out of the bathroom, having a panic attack.

I begin looking for my clothes and as I am nearly done, tears start pouring from my eyes.

I cannot find my bra.

I keep looking and when I turn around I run right into Ethan's chest.

I gasp.

"Whats wrong?!" He asks as he tilts my head.
I pull away from him and shake my head

"I-I-I... no" I stutter, desperately just wanting to get out of here.

I back away from Ethan and he furrows his eyebrows.

"Lay back down Haley.. I'll get you some medicine and some water and some breakfast.. then Ill take you home." He says. I look at him for a second before reluctantly agreeing and crawling back into his bed.

I sniffle.

"What happened?" I ask quietly.

"What do you mean?" He asked

"You know what I mean." I said coldly and he he looks at me confused

"Nothing happened." He said

"Last night?" I asked

"Yea. Nothing. You asked me to take you home but when I got there, the door was locked and your secret hidden key was gone, and you didn't have any keys on you, so I brought you back here and you passed out in the car. You looked uncomfortable so I changed you. And then I went to bed too." He said

"Thats it?" I ask quietly looking up.

"I'm not that bad of a guy Haley! I am not going to fuck you whenever You're drunk when I clearly want to get back on your good side." He said

"Thanks..?" I say and he nods.

"So. What do you want for breakfast?" He asked and I shrugged.