fake rose // chaelisa

this love (17)

all mistakes are mine

i don't remember anything from last night.

it was a huge blur. but i do know why i was having the worst headache of my life. it felt as if someone smacked me hard on the head with a baseball bat. i feel the pound in both my temples, slowly making it down my eyes, and then stopping at my throat.

this is why i hate drinking. the hang-overs are the worst.

i slowly sat up from the bed and squinted my eyes to adjust to blinding sunlight that made its way in the room. everything was just normal, but then i felt a gentle squirm right beside me. i slowly turned my head and my breath hitched.

holy shit, did i sleep with a stranger last night?

but then, for some reason, i remembered something. i almost didn't want to believe my vague memory of last night and to make sure what i thought really did happen, i gently pulled the comforter that was covering the girl's face.

she's damn beautiful.

i smiled to myself. of course, she's beautiful, she's park chaeyoung. i had to bite my cheek to stop myself from smiling too widely.

using my hand, i gently traced a straight line to her nose, down to her soft lips, and finally stopping at her chin.

i held her chin with my thumb and index finger and leaned to give her lips a soft kiss.

i was about to pull away from her, but then i felt her slim arms snaking around my neck, pulling me back in.

"good morning," i cooed and kissed her nose.

she smiled then caressed both my flushed cheeks. "good morning," she began stroking my cheeks with the pads of her thumbs, she smirked slightly. "are you not going to kiss me?"

i smiled and pecked her lips. i was about to capture her lips again, but suddenly my door busted open revealing a shocked, flustered, confused allison valentin.

"what the- holy shit!" allison squealed. "i'm fucking hallucinating!" she cupped her cheek; her other hand is on top of her forehead.

allison looked as if she saw an alien or something unusual.

"lisa! why the hell does that girl look like roseanne park?!"

i sighed. chaeyoung chuckled.

"can you give us a second?" i asked, scratching my forehead. "we're naked," i flashed ally a sheepish smile.

my friend's eyes widened. "you had sex with rosè's twin?" there was disbelief in her voice.

i sighed again. chaeyoung only chuckled.

"can you leave? we have to wear something," i uttered.

allison raised a perfect brow followed by a defeated sigh. "double time," she said before finally closing the door to give us some privacy.

"i don't have a twin," chaeyoung chuckled and got up from the bed, the comforter no longer hiding her perfect body.

"even if you did, i'll still choose you," i giggled and she just smiled and winked.

she walked to my closet and searched for clothes. i had both my eyes glued to her glorious, marvellous, perfect, ethereal body the whole time.

seeing her in her naked glory sent me back to last night. an image of her just below me, moaning, being sexy-

stop. stop. stop.

i feel both my cheeks warming up, made a mental note to not think of chaeyoung like that if i don't want to be all hot and bothered, i even covered my face with a pillow to minimize my squeal.