The Bad Boy, My Best Friend and Me (PAUSED)

Chapter Three

A/n: Hey guys. The picture to the side is my idea of what Lea and Jazz wore at the party. I thought the style is what they would wear. Remember to vote, comment and share.

Stay beautiful ;)

Ella xoxo

Chapter Three:

I opened my eyes to find myself lying in a bed. It was not my own; I could tell. My bed was softer and not as lumpy. I sat up, looking at my surrounding. I was in a boy's room; I could tell from the pictures of naked girls plastering the walls. It was messy, with clothes scattered across the floor and the desk in the corner pilling with books and papers clearly untouched. The walls were a pale blue that turned paler in the sunlight. A shelf hung above the desk filled with sporting trophies. A door was open revealing a bathroom with a clean shower, a white toilet and a sink. My feet hit the cold floor as I got out of the bed. I felt a cold shiver running down my whole body and I realised I was still in my dress from last night. The memories from last night filled my head and I barely made it time to the toilet before I vomited into the toilet. There was nothing in my stomach so all that came up was bile. After I had rinsed my mouth with water I made my out of the room, feeling self-conscious of the short dress I was wearing.

I was still in the house where the party took place. The place felt eerily quiet as I made my way down the stairs. There were only a few drunk passed out people lying around, hardly anyone was conscious. However there was an odour coming from the kitchen suggesting that there was someone awake. It smelt delicious and I hungrily followed it. I entered the kitchen now free of alcohol to find Alec flipping a pancake at the stove. Oh my god he was shirtless! Even from the back he looked good. I couldn't stop checking out how toned and how strong his back looked. He suddenly turned round and I had to stop myself from gasping. He had a fucking eight pack! I couldn't stop looking at his stomach.

"You done checking me out daffodil," he said smirking.

I quickly focused my attention on his face but immediately regretted it. His hair was slightly messy like he just got out of bed and his perfect face was hard not to look away from. I quickly cleared my head and tried not to focus that much on his god like features.

"Sorry," I muttered.

"Don't be. I'm used to girls checking me out," he said placing the now cooked pancake onto a plate.

Great it looked like the sweet, concerned Alec from last night was gone.

"Here you need to eat something. You lost a lot of solids and liquids a minute ago," he said placing a plate of pancakes on the table in front of me.

"How did you know-?"

"I heard you vomiting upstairs," he explained.

"Oh." I could feel myself blushing. I sat down at the table inhaling the smell. It smelt so good that I didn't hesitate. I grab a fork and shovelled the food down my throat. It was so good. It surprised me that Alec could cook. The butter melt on my tongue and the honey drizzled across my taste buds.

"Wow Alec this is actually pretty good," I said my mouth full of food.

He chuckled. "I know. I made it."

I rolled my eyes but didn't say anything as I continued to shove my face with this amazing food. After I finished the food I laid back in my chair feeling satisfied.

"Did you enjoy my amazing food?" Alec said sitting at the table opposite me.

"Yep. I didn't know you could cook?" I asked.

He just shrugged smirking. His smirk suddenly vanished replaced with a frown.

"Lea, what happened last night?" he voice suddenly no longer playful.