The Arrogant Player

Part 19

You were still confused as you approached his house. You pulled into his driveway and helped him out of the car. The rest of the car ride had been silent...He slowly draped an arm over your shoulder, letting you help support his weight as you helped him to the front door.

"Sebastian, why'd you do this to yourself?" you asked as you got closer to the door.

"Do what?" he asked, drowsily.

"Get this drunk."

"It helps dull the pain," he answered.

The pain...?

You got to the front door and tried it and of course it was locked.

"Seb where's your key?" you asked.

"Somewhere," he murmured.

You removed his arm from around you and let him lean against the side of the house.

"Key. Now," you said sternly.

"Fiiiine," he sighed as he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a set of keys.

You tried a few before opening the door and then helped him into the house, setting his keys on the counter. You led him up the stairs and found his bedroom. You helped him take off his jacket and set it on the dresser.

And that's when Sebastian started puking.

You tried to back away but it got all over your shirt and his too.

"Ah, Seb!" you yelled as you hurried to his bathroom and brought him to the toilet to continue puking.

You looked down at your shirt...

ew...

"Sebastian do you have a shirt that I could, maybe, borrow?" you asked, turning to him.

He had stopped puking and was just hovering over the toilet.

"Yeah...just look in my closet..." he replied, and then turned back and puked some more.

You found his closet door and opened it, walking inside.

The smell of his cologne attacked your nose as soon as you walked in, and you looked at all his shirts hanging up.

You heard the toilet flush in the distance and stumbling.

You quickly took off your shirt, not knowing what to do with it.

You were turning to set it down maybe on his dresser or something when you smacked right into Sebastian.

He lost his balance and fell forward, causing you to fall backwards into his closet with him landing on top of you.

He caught himself with his arms around you, but you could still feel his weight pressing you to the floor.

You gulped.

"So sorry about that..." his voice trailed off as he glanced at your lips.

You looked at his too.

GET HIM OFF GET HIM OFF GET HIM OFF!! your brain was screaming.

You were just in your BRA for heavens sake....and there Seb was glancing *lol more like STARING* at your chest too.

"Um...please get off, Sebastian," you said, trying to push his body off of yours.

"Sorry," he slurred as he tried to get up too and you got him off you, slowly each getting to your feet.

You still were holding your crusty shirt and thankfully his vomit shirt hadn't gotten the chance to touch you because he had caught himself.

(but the rest of his body had still been on top of you asdfghjkl).

"Um...i'm going to put my shirt on your dresser," you said as you walked past him and walked back into his closets finding one of his shirts to put on.

You could feel his eyes on you the entire time. You found a grey one and put it on- it smelled just like him (which smelled so good ah).

"Okay...well you shouldn't be wearing that vomit shirt anymore.." your voice trailed off as you grabbed his hand and helped him over as he stumbled to the bed.

He sat down on the edge of it and you forced him to sit upright.

He just stared at you.

"Are you going to undress me?" he asked with a smirk.

"Stop with the flirting and just let me help you," you said as your hands touched the top button and you began unbuttoning it.

When you had finished you pulled it off and set it aside and were forced to look at his gleaming hot chest and abs.

You were speechless.

"Do you like what you see?" he slurred, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Well...considering you probably won't remember this conversation...then yes. You are very attractive," you admitted as you stood up and walked over to his closet to get him a shirt to wear.

*meanwhile seb had the broadest grin on his face*

You found him a plain white shirt and walked back with it. You put it over his head and he put his arms through the sleeves. Then you looked down at his pants and belt buckle. There was no way you were taking off his pants. But he couldn't just sleep in jeans...

"Umm...do you want to take off your pants and I'll find you a pair of sweats?" you asked.

He just groaned in response as you turned to his dresser and searched through his drawers. You finally found a pair and you turned back to him. He had managed to get his pants off and was just sitting in his underwear.

You forced yourself to look at his face as you threw his sweats to him.

"Um, here, put those on..." you said.

You watched as he fumbled to get his pants on and it took forever but he finally did.

You were just thankful you didn't have to...

"Okay, come on Seb, get under the covers.." you said as he stood up and you pulled back the covers.

He got onto the bed and laid down, propping his head up on the pillow.

He watched you with a smile on his face as you pulled the covers over him and tucked him in. He was still watching you with a smile as you looked over at him after finishing.

You leaned over and gave him a kiss on the forehead, "Goodnight Sebastian."

You turned away and began to leave when he called you back, "Wait...can you stay here until I fall asleep?" he asked softly.

What a sweetheart...

"Sure," you said, walking over and sitting on a chair nearby.

He continued to watch you with an adorable smile on his face.

"Thank you.." he finally murmured before closing his eyes and eventually drifting off to sleep...

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