The Party became boring and drunk love was everywhere. Mark and I didn't wanna be a part of it so we started thinking of things we could do besides be there. We both thought of places and finally we both decided on heading back to my house. We headed towards the door but was stopped by Danica and Her new toy.
"Girl wher you goin?" She asked smiling warmly.
"Home with him. Why?" I asked.
"OO! Girl get it,What's his name?" She asked while winking at him.
"Danica, This is Mark." I said happily.
"Oh no girl, This isn't the Mark that you kept blabbing about and sayin how great he was and made you sooo sad cause you missed him. Is it?" She asked while I motioned her to shut her mouth.
"Oh really? You missed me that much?" He asked teasingly.
"Yeah. But we didn't date so nothing intimate. I missed you cause we are friends." I said hiding my embarrassment. I didn't love him so i wasn't lying.
"Only friends?" Mark looked at me.
"Yeah." I nodded and pulled him out the door.
We got to my car and headed to my place. The radio was the only sound in the car. We both kept glancing at each other. I didn't even buckle up. Something in me just wanted to get into the house. Once we pulled up to the house we both got out and hurried to the house.
Once we got inside Mark picked me up and hugged me tightly. I began crying again. I missed him so much and seeing him again was exactly what I needed. He walked over to the couch and laid me down and laid on top of me still hugging me. He put his chin on the top of my head and sighed happily. I couldn't breathe because I was so happy. Either that or I couldn't breathe because he was laying on me. He noticed bottles of alcohol on my floor and he looked at me.
"Drink much?" He smiled.
"Oh hush!" I giggled.
He got off from on top of me and opened the bottle. He took a big golp and then handed it to me. I let the contents slide down my throat as He texted and then got up and walked over to my radio. He put on 3OH!3 CD in and turned it up.
After a few hours of drinking and laying on top of one another things began to get a bit tense. He was laying on top of me and we had begun to kiss one another. But it was only on the lips. His lips traveled from mine to my neck. I blushed and closed my eyes. Soon after his shirt was gone.
The next Morning I woke up on the living room floor under my blankets. My head was pounding and I was Dizzier then all hell. I could faintly hear Dirty mind by 3OH!3. I sat up and I realized I wasn't wearing any clothes. I quickly went to my room and put on a black tank top and a pair of hot pink denim shots.
I sat on my couch and looked at the pile of blankets. I cautiously reached down and lightly began pulling the blanket. As I became more relaxed I pulled more until, I saw it. I saw a shoulder. I became confused and let the blanket go. After about a hour of trying to remember what happened last night I gave up and began making breakfast. I looked at the sleeping man on my floor wrapped in blankets and I finished cooking. I walked over and tapped their shoulder. A wave of relief went over me when I had the Beautiful brown eyes of Mark looking up at me tiredly. I smiled softly as he whimpered.
"Hi," I said softly.
"Mmmm." He moaned tiredly.
"I made breakfast. Are you hungry?" I laid next to him.
"Yes, But I can't get up." He whispered.
"Why not?"
"I lost my pants." He continued to whimper and whisper.
"Did you loose your boxers too?" It was hard trying to keep from laughing.
"No," He closed his eyes.
"Hold on. Let me see if I have something for you to wear." I said as I got up and walked into my bedroom. I grabbed a pair of Oscar the Grouch pajama pants and a The shirt that goes with it. As I was walking back into the living room I saw him sitting up rubbing his shoulders.
"I got you a pair of my pajamas." I smiled as I sat down in front of him.
"Thank you. Uh, Do you remember what happened last night?" He looked nervously at me.
"I actually don't. But I think I have a idea." I looked down as he put his shirt on.
"I don't either." He began to sound relieved.
"Get your pants on and come in the kitchen. I made food." I said as I stood up.
"It smells really good what it it?" He said as He pulled the blanket off of himself.
"A Omelet with some green peppers in it, Some bacon pancakes and a few pieces of breakfast sausage. With your choice of coffee, orange juice, or milk." said as I piled everything onto plates and set them on the table.
"Destiny," He whined.
"Yes?" I stood in the doorway.
He put his arms out in my direction and had his legs spread while sitting up. "Mmmmmm"
"Your a big boy Mark." I said with a smile.
"Mmmm!" He smiled lazily and open and closed his hands.
"Fine." I said as I walked over and grabbed his hands.
"mmmm." He moaned softly.
"Come on." I helped him up.
"Thank you," He said contently.
"Your welcome." I said in a way you would talk to baby.
"It's raining outside." He looked out the window as we walked into the kitchen.
"Yeah, Yeah it is. I love the rain. But not thunder and lightening storms. I was struck by lightning when I was younger."
"That must have hurt. How did you survive?" He said as we both sat down and began putting food on our plates and pouring out drinks.
"The doctors said that I was fortunate because the Bolt didn't continually run through. It just got my arm." I smiled.
"I'm glad your alive, My life has always been better since I met you." He confessed before putting a piece of the bacon pancake in his mouth.
"Well thank you. My life has been better since I met you too." I looked down.
The ran was so soothing. It was quiet between me and Mark. I looked over at him and he had a mouth full of food. I giggled as he smiled.
A few hours later he was texting and he sighed. He looked at me and I could see he was sad and a bit angry.
"What's wrong?" I said as he stood up.
"My buddies said that I have to get home cause our flight leaves in a little." He picked up his clothes.
"Well, It was nice seeing you." I smiled softly.
"Thanks. It was nice seeing you too." He smiled back.
After he changed I told him to keep the pajamas and That I hope to hear from him again. He hugged me after I dropped him off at the hotel he was staying at and then I went back home. I was so tired and my head still hurt from the hangover. I was still very concerned with what happened that night.
