Adopted By Why Don't We [Completed]

Chap 9: Drama In The Bahamas (Part 2)

Kristen's Pov

Everything is pitch black. All that ran through my head was "where the hell am I?" And why don't I remember anything from before? "Ow," I'm not completely sure if I said that aloud or not, but a huge ache ran through my head. Eventually my eyes gradually widen from my slumber and the pain in my head remain to throb.

When my eyes fully developed back to normal, I realize I'm not in my regular clothes or in my room. Where am I? Then all my questions were answered when he enter the room.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," Zach apologizes.

I rub my hand against my forehead before running it through my messy hair. "How bad was it?" I ask.

He exhales before speaking, "Not too bad in the beginning. I found you screaming in the hallways and since Alice wasn't in the room, I brought you here. Hopefully that's okay. And also you threw up on your clothes."

I groan, "Ooh, did I speak out of line?"

"Not really, but you did mumble something in your sleep. Sounded like coat and name tag I assume. But I could be wrong." He shrugs, taking out an extra pillow and sheet out of the closet and placing it on the couch.

"You can take the bed if you want, I don't really mind sleeping on the couch." I insist, sitting on the edge of the bed. Zach's shirt is like a dress on me that it's almost halfway down my leg.

"No, no. It's fine." Zach pauses, looking deep in my eyes, "Seriously, I'm cool with the couch."

I sigh, knowing that he clearly isn't. "Okay, if you say so." My mind wanders off. "You know, I don't mind sharing it." I mention, not even realizing what slipped out of my mouth.

"Um...I don't know. I don't want you to wake up in the morning and regret what happened last night." Zach replies, fluffing the pillow.

"Come on, relax. If you want I can grab some extra pillows from the closet to form a barrier in the middle," I laugh to myself.

"Are you sure about this?"

I scoff, "Yes and besides, it's not like anything will happen anyways. I think we're both old and mature enough to handle ourselves. Or at least I can."

"Says the girl who just got wasted."

Good point, but I didn't feel the need to respond. Before I knew it, I drifted off to sleep. Once in awhile I open my eyes after a horrible dream I would have. Except this time, I feel like my dream came true. Did a gorilla really squeeze me to my death?

False alarm. A pair of hands are wrapped around my waist as I can feel a heavy breathing behind my neck. I couldn't escape out of his grip, but at this moment I didn't want to. I feel safe and secure in his warmth. But sadly, this couldn't last forever. "Zach, Zach," I push gently by the arm repeatedly.

"What?" He groans.

"I need to use the restroom."

"Then go," He tells me.

I roll my eyes at him, "I would if you let go," I say.

"Wha-" he says before noticing his hands around my waist. "Oh, sorry," he releases them before falling back asleep.

After I was done, I washed my face with a clean and unused towel. As I take a look at myself in the mirror, I cringed. I look terrible, worse than how I normally look. I tie up my hair into a messy high ponytail and head outside to find Zach awake.

"Oh, shit!" He curses loudly.

"What?" I say in a worried tone whenever he swears like that.

"I missed our concert. I lost track of time and slept through the whole thing. Gosh, how can I be so stupid!"

I can't help to feel like this is all my fault, which it kind of is. If I didn't get all worked up last night this would've never happened. And Zach wouldn't have missed something as big as this concert. "I'm sorry."

Zach narrows his eyes at me, utterly confused. "For what?" He questions.

"For the being the reason why you missed out on this opportunity. I'm really-"

"Come on Kristen, don't put the blame on yourself. It's really all on me. I'm the one who lost track of time and should've set up an alarm like everyone else. Don't throw yourself under the bus," He says, stepping in closer with every word.

"How's your manager gonna react to this?"

"Not well, but he'll forgive me...someday," He adds in.

I nod. "Well I better go find Alice and tell her I'm okay. Thanks for taking care of me."

"Anytime," he replies and giving me a friendly kiss on the cheek. I feel my face burning bright red, but luckily I left in time before Zach could see. Ugh, he got me blushing, I hate it so much.