Bad Boy's Love

Chapter 19

I'm about six shots into the vodka bottle along with my sister downing shots with me. My vision is blurry, and I don't even notice myself laughing at the stupid things Millie says. This is the first time both of us have ever been drunk together and it's by far the funniest experience we have together. Millie and I sit outside on the patio in a circle with Mark, Jayden, Sammy and a few other guys that I've never met. The house is full of random teenagers, all drunk and dancing at the music blaring through the house.

I continue to pour shots for my sister and me, so drunk I can barely get the liquid into the little cup. The vodka burns my throat as I swallow it down, scrunching my nose in disgust.

"Ay, that's enough. You can't even poor the fucking alcohol into the shot glass." Jayden warns, grabbing the bottle from me and I whine like a little child as he takes it away.

"Give it back," I demand, pouting my lip like a sad child.

"No. You're smashed," Jayden says seriously and hides the bottle behind him. I try to convince him I'm not smashed but I can't say it without bursting into laughter. "See, smashed," Jayden says towards my uncontrollable laughter. I laugh so hard I almost fall off my chair, but Jayden catches me before I embarrass myself in front of everyone.

"Millie, let's go dance!" I shout to Millie over the music and grab her arm. I drag her through the crowd and into the center of the house where everyone else is dancing. The both of us begin dancing, and soon enough we forget about time and everything else, we're just enjoying the music and the vibes around us. I let my body free, dancing to the music and letting everything go.

My head spins uncontrollably and I feel as if I don't even have control over my body, I'm just a drunk blurry mess.

"Morgan? Morgan?" I open my eyes and find myself in a bed, in the room that I'm staying in, and to Jayden looking over me.

"What the, fuck?" I groan, rubbing my head. "What happened?"

"You went a bit too crazy. Passed the fuck out." Jayden informs me, and he sits on the edge of the bed next to me.

"What time is it?" I ask, rolling over in the bed and shoving my head into the pillow.

"I don't know, like six a.m," Jayden says, and I hear him take a deep breath in.

"What's wrong?" I ask, my voice slightly muffled from the pillow, "Oh shit. Please don't tell me we..."

"No, no we didn't. I just found you by the kitchen almost passing out. So, I took you up here and let you sleep in here. I slept next to you, but I swear nothing happened. I wouldn't take advantage of you." Jayden says, and I try to move my head off from the pillow, but the small crack of light coming from the blinds is giving me a killer headache.

"I don't remember anything," I inform him, and he walks over to his side of the bed and gets inside.

"I know," Jayden responds as he lies down and faces me. "Because if you did you would've remembered the part where you vomited all over me."

'Oh shit. Jay, I'm so sorry." I say, shoving my head back into the pillow as I instantly feel embarrassed.

"I'm joking, you didn't," Jayden says chuckling.

"You sure? I do have the tendency to vomit all over people." I say, peeping a look at him.

"I'm sure." Jayden smiles, keeping his eyes locked onto mine. Before I notice, I jump up from my spot on the bed and onto him and begin kissing him. His lips graze against mine as I roughly kiss him, so horny all at once. I've never, in my life felt this kind of desire for someone. Maybe it is due to the fact that I am still a little intoxicated, but I just can't help myself. Especially when his hair is slightly messy from sleeping, and also the fact that he is only wearing grey tracksuit pants and no t-shirt.

"Morgan." Jayden says breaking our kiss, "you're still a bit, drunk."

"I couldn't care less," I reply, before kissing him again and rolling my hips against his torso, over and over again. I hear a small moan escape from his mouth, and it only pushes me further. I've literally become a wild animal in a matter of seconds.

"Morgan. Stop. You're not thinking straight." Jayden breaks our kiss again and looks up at me, I can tell he is enjoying this, but he obviously is concerned because I still am a little drunk.

"Jay." I whisper into his ear and I feel his body relax underneath me, "don't worry."

My voice comes out soft and seductive as hell, I really don't know what has gotten into me, but I can tell it's working on him.

"Morgan. Don't do this to me." Jayden groans, but I begin to tease him further. I begin to slowly run my fingers over his chest and I lightly kiss his neck, softly sucking on the sensitive skin. I can tell he's lost all control as he begins to moan as I continue to kiss his neck. I've never done this to anyone throughout my entire life, but the alcohol is giving me some major confidence. I never thought I could have this kind of control over a boy like him.

"Morgan, as much as I would love to, we can't go further. Not while you're like this." Jayden says between the kisses I give him on his neck. "I just don't want you to regret anything."

I stop kissing his neck and I look up at him, he is right. I don't have full control over my thinking right now, and the last thing I want is to do something I regret.

"Okay." I quietly say and get off him, getting back into my spot in the bed.

"When you're ready, Morgan," Jayden says quietly as he grabs me, and he holds me against his body. "Just sleep." He whispers, and soon enough I fall asleep in his arms.