I woke up feeling like shit, clearly hungover. It took me a while to realize where I actually was, i'm not used to waking up in strange or unknown places. It was only when I felt a body next to me, that I realized where I was..and what I had done...
I turned to my left and looked at Sam Wilkinson, shit. He looked so hot, he was shirtless and the duvet had moved during the night so his abs were showing, i'm pretty sure he's still asleep. I sat up and stretched, looking at myself in the mirror, I looked decent and to be honest, I didn't care. I was still wearing his shirt but I no longer had any shorts on, it was unbuttoned so you could see a little cleavage but not much, it was boiling hot. I crawled over and climbed on top of him, so my ass was on his hips with my legs around him, and attempted to wake him up, by caressing my hands up and down his torso.
"Waaaaaaake up" I muttered. I lent down close to his face and kissed his cheek, and he stirred
"Piss offfffff" He said as he rubbed his eyes and opened them slightly
"Oh" I said sarcastically, getting off of him
"..Wait, is that you?" He mocked, I laughed "How do you still look so beautiful in the morning, with a hangover.." He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer, he kissed my nose and hugged me tight.
"Last night, was special" he said, and I smiled
I felt happy that what happened actually meant something to Sam, but I had to face the fact: I cheated on my boyfriend. What was I supposed to do? Who do I tell? Hannah, Emily Kaysia? These were all questions I were going to have to face, but right now I wanted to focus on the situation at hand, getting out of Sammy's house. Him and I were downstairs, clearing up the rest of the house and putting the furniture back into place, why did he have to be shirtless? His body was so defined I just wanted to run my hands up and down it all the time, damn tease. I moved the couch into place below the window, when I heard a bang from upstairs.
"What was that?" I asked, startled
"What was what?" Sammy said, scrubbing a few dark marks off the wall, made by shoes
"That bang from upstairs!"
"Oh, probably Jack"
"...."
"Gilinsky? He's upstairs, he slept round last night, so did Johnson! I think they both have girls with them too, I thought you knew, sorry babe" he returned to cleaning
I laughed, "ok" I said bluntly, I wanted to leave so badly now, I checked the clock and it was only 10:05am, the girls would still be asleep
"What was that 'ok' about?" He looked up
"Nothing" I muttered
He walked over to me, picked me up, even though I tried to squirm out of his touch
"WHAT" he asked
"You're fucking annoying" I replied, still being held in the air against my will
"How?"
"You clearly just had me over, to fuck. All three of you obviously made a pact to pull a girl and sleep with them because you had an empty house for the weekend, and that's what boys do!" I felt the tears in my eyes, I felt so used
"(Y/N)..listen" He said, walking into the kitchen and placing me down on the counter, taking a few steps back, I crossed my arms and listened
"If you want me to be completely honest with you, that was our plan" my heart sank "but do you know why? Because it was my party, and all the boys had girls so it was just something I said. Honestly, if you hadn't had come, that probably is what I would have done. I would have had sex with a random girl who I never met and didn't give a shit about, who I would forget about in two days time. That's because you have a boyfriend, (Y/N), and you're way out of my league and I never would have thought in a million years I would have gotten anywhere near you, let alone inside you" he winked "so what happened with us last night wasn't particularly what I wanted..okay i'm lying I wanted it so badly, what I mean was I wanted you to be different! FUCK this is all coming out the wrong way..I mean I wanted to take you out and go on dates and stuff, not just have sex and that's it. Yeah, Gilinsky has a girl here, I think her name is Lucie, and I don't even know about Johnson, but I know they don't feel the same way about them, as I do about you.." I sat and thought for a minute
"You fucking soppy ass shit" I laughed, and he came towards me, I wrapped my legs around him and he picked me up, and we kissed. This kiss was different, it wasn't a sexually orientated kiss, it felt real and meaning full.
"Sammy you know i'm cheating on my boyfriend right now?" I said "I have a boyfriend"
"Do you? What boyfriend? I don't see a boyfriend around here anywhere" He smirked
I left Sam's around an hour later, his house was spotless. The door to my house was open and it was only 11:30am, my family wouldn't be home till at least 6. The girls were sat watching TV, they had tidied the mess we had made, 'that's so lovely!' I thought.
"Tut tut" Emily said
"Where have you been?" Steph followed up
"At a certain boys house?" Marina laughed
"Fuck off!" I smiled and dumped my things on the counter, the headache was coming on strong, I painfully made my way over to the couch and slumped next to Kaysia
"Rough night?" "too much dick?" she said, laughing
"Chill nothing even happened!" I lied
"LIAR" they all shouted at me at once, "TELL US"
"Alcohol is the devil.." I said, and told them the whole story from last night, to just now..
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The Move
Hayran Kurgu(Y/N), was a stereotypical 17 year old girl. Loved her friends, her family, her boyfriend..and she loved parties. "Nebraska? Where even is that? I dropped Geography in year 9..I have no fucking clue where that is.." The difference for (Y/N) was, was...