Apartment 211 (5SOS)

Chapter 5: Message

Carter's P.O.V

There is something about waking up in the morning and running to the toilet to throw up that just isn't appeasing. I haven't felt this sick in a long time. I hadn't felt like this ever as a matter of fact. Someone came into the bathroom and held my hair back rubbing my back as I threw up.

"Shh, hey hey it's okay." They whispered out shakily.

It was a male's voice, probably jake. It was a surprise to see that it was actually Lightweight there holding my body's weight with my face in the toilet bowl. I must look so hot right now. Note the sarcasm. He held my hair back until i was finished and continued to rub my back trying to soothe me. It didn't work, I still felt like I was dying.

"Thank you." I managed to croak out to Lightweight.

"No problem. I should get going my mates are probably wondering where I'm at." He said and grabbed an elastic off my cabinet to tie my hair.

"Did you stay?" I asked knowing damn well that he had stayed but was he the one I took shots with? I couldn't remember anything last night other than someone offering me a free drink. I don't remember if we were at the bar and the bartender had handed me the drink or the person gave it to me.

"Um, yeah. I did but we didn't... You were very," He stopped while trying to find his wording. "Intoxicated. I figured the dude you were with when I came in the club must have gave you something."

"You didn't have to stay." I said looking at him. He's so hot I just want to-

''Shh it's okay just go back to bed you need to sleep it off.''  I looked at him feeling sick again. The room spun a little making me nauseous. I am going to kill whoever slipped me something.

"Is your name really Carter?" Lightweight asked me as I tried not to gag.

"Yes, I believe in all honesty that my parents thought they were having two boys. They decided to name me Carter knowing damn well that it was a boy name." I said and spit into the sink.

I looked in the mirror briefly and splashed some water on my face as Lightweight stood behind me. I could see his reflection in my mirror. I couldn't help but give a weak smile and shiver. He did that to me a lot but never when I was sober.

"I believe you still need to brush your teeth." He chuckled and I rolled my eyes. My mouth tasted like it had acid in it from my stomach with the mix of whatever alcohol was left.

I quickly brushed my teeth and used my mouthwash before turning back to Lightweight and flashing my teeth. He chuckled and slowly grabbed my arms letting his hands run down them first before pulling me into his chest.

"I was worried about you last night." He whispered into my ear kissing my head and letting our bodys sway together for a moment.

"Why?" I asked looking up into his eyes curiously but trying to sound innocent.

"Because there's no one I would rather get drunk enough to go home with other then  you." He breathed softly, his lips touching my ear making shivers run down my spine.

I closed my eyes for a moment to get my heartbeat to slow down then looked into his eyes knowing that he was sincere. He truly meant what he said. I felt guilt in the pit of my stomach like my heart was being squeezed. I just stood there letting our bodies pressed against each other. I just needed to feel his touch.

I looked at the clock to realize my head was still too messed up for me to try to read it so I looked outside. ''Well the sun isn't out yet... We could continue what we started last night.''

"I don't think that's the best idea Carter." He said smiling down at me. I admired his smile even if I wasn't exactly off the buzz yet.

"Please." I looked at him with puppy dog eyes and he groaned leading me back to my bedroom.