Summer In Italy

The Aftermath & Party Night

~~~THE AFTERMATH~~~

I wake up the next morning, at home in my bed. I don't remember much after that last song. Just running off stage and hugging Zack, and then.... "Oh God..." The Kiss. I get up and find that I'm still in my outfit for the party.. I walk to my dresser and pull out a pair of sleep shorts and a tank-top. As I go to open my door, is when I hear the voices from downstairs. I sling my door open and run down the stairs and as I go to round the corner, i bump into someone. Next thing I know, I'm on my ass and a familiar hand is all I see. I take the hand as Ryan helps me up. "Thanks. I didn't mean to run into you. Sorry." I said, with an apologetic look on my face. He laughed, "It's fine." He continues laughing as he hands me a cup. "Thanks. So i take it they sent you to check on me and bring me something to drink?" I ask as I look at my sister, her boyfriend, and my other cousin Sam all setting around the living room talking. "No, actually! I volunteered" He says, laughing again. He wraps his arm through mine and pulls me into the kitchen.

"How did I get home last night?" I ask looking at my cousin. He smiles and pours him a cup of coffee, "I brought you home. You came up to me not to long after y'all sung your songs, and was upset about something and asked if I would bring you home, so I did." He walks over to the table and pulls out the seat beside me and sets down. I take a sip of out of my cup, to discover that it's coffee as well. " Did i happen to mention why I was upset?" I ask cautiously. He sees I'm nervously waiting for an answer and laughs. "No, you didn't. Makes me wonder though if you're this nervous about it, then what did happen last night?" He asks curiously, leaning forward to get closer to me. "Nothing." I laugh to try and pull off the lie. I think him for the coffee and get up and walk into the living room and set down beside Sam, who was singing the chorus of My House by Flo-Rida.

Drake tries to get up and stand on the coffee table to join in with Sam and falls in the floor. Everyone laughs and so does he. These are the moments I know I couldn't live without. Sam finally stops singing and laughing and plops down on the couch beside me and puts an arm around me. "You alright?", he whispers. "Yeah?", I ask, looking at him curiously. " I know what happened." He whispers and gives me a look. My eyes widen, if I told Sam, then who else could I have possibly told.. "Oh." I look at him. He laughs. "We can talk later.", he says as he gets back up off the couch and heads to the kitchen. I get up and make my way to the bathroom in my room so I'm not bothered. I go in and shut and lock the door behind me. I turn on the sink and splash some water in my face and then shut it off and opened up the mirror cabinet to find something for my migraine headache. I hardly drank last night, what's with the headache. I find something to take and slide down into the floor and put my head into my hands and set there. Sometime in the moments of setting there, I had began crying and I just started to break.

After about an hour of crying in my bathroom floor, I hear a knock on the door. I jump up and try to wipe away the tears before opening the door. I open the door to find a worried Ian. I just look at him. He just walks in there with me and hugs me and closes the door. I start crying again. We just stand there hugging each other for what seems like forever. After a while, we set down against the wall and talk. He asks about Zack and if I was alright. After we talk for an hour or two, he had to leave. He said he just wanted to check up on me after last night. Guess I finally figured out who else i told.

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I spent the rest of that week in my room unless i needed to get something to drink or something, besides going to school. I was avoiding everyone. I lay in bed and listen to my playlist of sad songs, such as No More You by Akon, For The First Time by The Script, Wherever You Will Go by The Calling, Far Away by Tyga, and Little Do You Know. I'd get a message or two from someone wanting to talk, but I didn't reply. I stayed like that until I fell asleep late at night crying.