"Are You Aidy's Girlfriend?"
A I R A
I graon loudly as sunlight pours through the window. The bed I was sleeping in doesn't feel like mine and there was a muscular hand wrapped around my waist. Damn... this is too comfortable... wait what, a hand ?
At present I was having the worst hangover. I remember having just one glass of alcohol that.... wait.. then why am I having a hangover. Oh my god I don't remember shit that happened last night.
I slowly get up and try to see whose bed I was in. I quickly jump realizing it was Aiden next me. The very next moment I was pulled back again and was tigtly captured by that stupid giant jerk.
"Aiden." I groan. "Get up you arsehole."
"Let me sleep." He groans back.
Damn... his morning voice is too sexy for my liking.
"Aiden!" I scream into his ear.
He jolts and sits up right. I can't help but burst out laughing at that expression on his face.
"Oh Airaaa." He says pulling his hand across his face. But soon it was replaced with a stupid smirk.
"Babe by the way it was fun last night."
"What ?" I question not understanding.
"You don't remember do you? Damn those moans you were letting out."
I quickly start panicking. God no way something like that would have happened. But it suddenly hits me that if I had been dirty last night I would have felt atleast a small amount of soreness between my legs. But I feel nothing. So I decide to play along.
"Honey, how do you think I'll ever forget. But dude I didn't expect you to have such a small one though." I smirk as I say.
His reaction was priceless as he clearly hadn't expected that. But he quickly recovers.
"Hey I can bet I have big one. Gonna hurt a lot if you ever try. Do you wanna try?" He asks wiggling his eyebrows.
I simply roll my eyes and get off the bed. It then hits me. Why am I here?
"Aiden."
"Yes princess."
"Why am I here?"
He immediately tenses up.
"You were... umm... drunk and... said you didn't wanna go home this way. And you... umm... asked me to take you somewhere else other than your home and so... here you are."
I glare at him.
"Aiden I know I wasn't drunk. The last thing I remember is being handed a glass of beer by someone I don't quite remember. I don't think one glass would have got me wasted unless..." Realization hits me and Aiden tenses.
I groan frustratedly.
"What the actual fuck happened Aiden."
He lets out a sigh.
"Ok listen the guy who gave you that drink was Jack. He is one of Ashton's close ones. He drugged you and was taking you to a room. But I saw what he was doing and umm... rescued you. That's it."
I glare at him. I knew it was just not that becuase otherwise why would he get tensed. Right?
"Okay okay." He says frustratedly. "You are not gonna leave this topic are you?" He questions.
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Beautifully Broken
Teen Fiction"Oh really? I always get what I want sweetheart." "But you are never gonna get me." I kick him in his family jewels. He falls to the ground. I sit on him and continuously punch him in the face. His nose started to bleed and he was about to pass out...
