Gap Year

21

I woke up with the worst headache and a sick feeling in my stomach. I groaned softly and slowly opened my eyes but immediately closed them again as the bright sunlight hit me, illuminating my surroundings. After a few moments I tried it again, squinting my eyes before I looked around the room. It wasn't my room but it still looked quite familiar.

I tried to turn around in the bed but I was stopped by something around my stomach that held me thight. It was an arm. A really manly looking arm. Before I could freak out I spotted the tattoo of a guitar on it, as well as a bird inked onto the man's hand and I instantly relaxed. It was Shawn.

He laid behind me still fast asleep and held me tightly, my back pressed onto his chest and his nose buried in my haur. I honestly wasn't surprised to wake up like this. I had slept over multiple times, also sleeping in his bed with him so I didn't think about it any further.

Slowly I removed his arm from around my body so I could turn around, lying onto my back, hoping he wouldn't wake up. I looked back at him, smiling softly. I wasn't surprised about his naked chest either that was revealed through the blanket that slipped down a little. He always slept shirtless.

I couldn't help but stare at him for a few seconds. He looked so peaceful in his sleep, his messy curls hanging loosely around his forehead.

I smiled and turned my head back around but then I spotted something on the ground around the bed and I froze completely. There were multiple pieces of clothing scattered on the ground around the bed.

I frowned as I suddenly spotted my underwear laying in the corner and shot up, sitting now so I could have a better view over the room. What the hell? Just then I noticed that not only Shawn was shirtless but I was as well. And not only shirtless. I was completely naked. A quick glance under the sheets confirmed that before I held them tightly around my body to cover myself up. And because that wasn't enough already, I spotted Shawn's boxers on the ground as well.

Oh no... I shook my head, closing my eyes, not believing what I saw. This can't be true. We did not... Did we? I tried to remember what happened last night but the memories were gone completely.

I kept trying to convince myself that we didn't do anything last night but as I tried to get up from the bed I felt a weird pain between my legs. I quickly gathered some clothes from my overnight bag and stumbled into the bathroom.

I gasped at the sight of myself in the mirror. My lips were swollen and my hair a mess but what shocked me the most were the red marks on my neck and chest. I shook my head, not believing my eyes. We really did it! I lost my virginity to my best friend! But the worst thing was that I couldn't remember one bit of it.

I felt the sick feeling in my stomach becoming worse and without thinking  I sank down onto my knees in front of the toilet and threw up, regretting the alcohol I had last night.

After my stomach was empty I sat back onto the floor and leaned my head onto the wall behind me. I closed my eyes, trying to prevent myself from crying but without success.

The first tears rolled down my cheeks as I cried into my hands, muffling my quiet sobs. This can't be true! What am I gonna do now? I will never be able to look at Shawn again.

My thoughts were interrupted by a sound coming from the other side of the door. I heard Shawn shuffle around in his bed followed by a soft groan, meaning he was about to wake up. Suddenly the floor in his room cracked as he made his way over to the bathroom door, seconds away from opening it. I stared at the doorknob with wide eyes and watched it twist slowly.

"Oh scheiße!"