Having A Crush On The Bad Boy

[19] Sober.

Riley's POV.

When I woke up an hour back, I was having this huge headage and I was only in my bra and panties. I can't seem to remember how I ended up drunk or in my bra and panties. So somewhere while drinking it went wrong, maybe extremely wrong.

I looked around what I could wear and found my superman pajama, I put it on and turn around trying to sleep more. I hear all of their voices talking as I only want to sleep and do nothing for the rest of the weekend. I hope at least that they are having fun.

I heard the tent open and close, I wanted to look up to see who it was but I stayed like this not moving hoping this person will go away. I felt the matrass sank down and knew someone had sat down next to me. I tried to look asleep but this person might know already that I'm awake.

'Riley, I know you're awake. Can we talk?' I heard the voice of Asher and for sure I don't want to talk let alone be with him alone in a tent. I want to sleep in the hope my brain will stop hurting like it does know. I want to push him out of this tent and be alone, I want to be alone.

'good for you but I don't want to talk. Let me sleep.' I growled at him and he didn't move a muscle, he is just eager to talk to me. I'm done talking with everyone, I'm only being sarcastic or a bitch. how can people be around their crush if he has rejected me. I can't or at least not like good Riley.

'be reasonable, you did this yesterday too. Before.' He said but I cut him off and looked at him with an angry expression. How can anyone deal with a crush that rejected you, I won't even know what to do. He looks sad for some reason but it's not my problem anymore.

'I did what, Asher? I wanted the truth and you told me so get the move on, will you?' I snapped at him and he stood up and marched out of the tent. I lay back on my pillow and fall back to sleep, of all the alcohol I had I think I shouldn't drink it like that.

***

I woke up in my room on my soft bed as I reach for the glass of water with a painkiller, I see no one and all the stuff from my room that was in the tent was now in my room again. I got my phone and opened it but before I did that I had put it on the charger.

Maya: you had too much alcohol so we let you sleep, we all have gone home and I wanted to say that you should listen Asher out. He was pretty mad at you for not wanting to talk but that is between the two of you.

Riley: their was nothing to say so why bother to come in the tent. I stopped caring about what others think or what they want from me. So if you have a problem then you don't have to tell me.

Mark: what happened to you, first you come down and act all fake happy, then you start drink like a mad man and now you are bring a bitch. good job Riley, we won't tell you a thing. If that is what you want.

Riley: it would be better.

Asher: of course you're acting like this because you can't stop being a copycat of Kamila. Have fun!

Riley: I will, bye.

I closed my phone and went down stairs, I saw my parents looking mad at me, for of course the fact that I alone had drank two bottles. I sat down in front of them and looked at them. I don't know what came to my mind to drink like that.

'young lady. We got to know from your friends that you were drunk and that you drank two entire bottles of hard liquor empty. We never expected you to do this, I hope you apologized to your friends.' My mother said in anger, which wasn't quite scary.