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𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙪𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨 // 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 pt.2

You woke up on your bed, with nothing but a towel wrapped around you. Your hair was still damp and there was a huge wet spot beneath your head. "Fuck, " you shouted and got up. You pulled the covers down and started getting dressed, air-blowing your hair too.

You walked into the kitchen, the light making you squint your eyes. Alex turned around and smiled at you, " good morning."

You rubbed your temples, your headache killing you. "I'm so confused right now, " you confessed.

Alex finished his cereal and placed them on the counter to eat them. "Why?"

"I woke up... naked and with a towel wrapped around me. I basically took a shower and went to bed, literally."

He shrugged. "I woke up in my boxers in the middle of the fucking living room so feel blessed, " he replied.

You chuckled and shook your head. "What happened last night?" you asked, all your memories foggy. You remembered getting in the club, talking to Mia, and dancing with George, but something seemed to be missing.

"I have no idea, " he said. "I don't remember shit."

"Kind of same, " you murmured and looked around.

"I really hope George didn't film me dancing again. I swear I will kill him if he did, " he told you, grabbing a spoon.

"Talking about George... Where is he?" you asked.

Alex shrugged. "I don't remember anything, remember?" he said and walked to the sofa so he could eat his cereal.

You went to get something for your headache and when you came back George was sitting down with Alex on the couch.

"That's so crazy, " Alex replied.

You walked in on them. "What's crazy?"

George looked at you and you noticed his expression changing like he wasn't happy to see you. "I — hmm — basically, woke up next to a fridge and then when I got up I realized it wasn't our apartment so I freaked out a bit. Then this girl appeared and I got even more confused."

Alex interrupted him and continued his story, laughing, " she told him he was sobbing at the bar and so she took him home."

"Wow, " you exhaled, " that's crazy. How about we never drink again?"

Alex chuckled, " agreed."

George shrugged. "I mean, last night was kinda fun."

You furrowed your eyebrows at him. "Sure."

"I can't remember anything, " Alex repeated, " so I can't agree with you."

"Oh, you had fun, " George told Alex with a smirk. "I saw you kissing at least three people that night."

You opened your mouth in shock. "What?" you asked at the same than Alex did.

"Yeah, " he confirmed, " was thinking you had an orgy or something. Surprised you woke up here."

"How come you remember all of this?" you asked him.

George licked his lips. "Just unforgettable night I suppose."

Suddenly a memory appeared on your mind as he stared at you. George kissing your neck. His fingers on your tight, his fingers inside of you. "Oh, my God."

"What?" Alex asked.

You widened your eyes. "Nothing just remembered something."

Alex turned to George, " did I leave with anyone?"

George nodded, " a guy." Alex looked at him in shock. "As I said, you had fun that night."

"I don't... I woke up here, though, " Alex reminded.

"Well, then I don't know."

"So what happened?" Alex asked.

George scoffed. "Mate, I have no idea, don't ask."

"Don't you... Feel it?" you asked him.

Alex looked at you confused. "Feel what?"

"I don't know... Like you just got fucked by a guy, " you replied sarcastically.

He looked at the ground for a while before looking at you. "No."

"Don't have a sore mouth?" you pressed.

He glared at you. "No."

"Sore bum?" you asked and George laughed.

He rolled his eyes and blushed "No, Y/N, shut up."

You laughed at him, " I just thought so. Because when I have one night stands I always feel it the next day."

"Yeah, I get it, but I don't, " he replied getting up.

As he was walking away you decided to make another joke, " is that a limp I see?"

He walked away faster. You and George eventually stopped laughing and looked at each other.

"Wild night?" you asked him, not daring to look at him. You couldn't believe he had touched you a few hours before.

He chuckled. "I suppose. You?"

You bit down on your lip nervously. "Yeah, really wild, I'd say."

George got up and walked towards you. "I know you remember last night."

You gulped and chuckled. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Y/N, " he whispered.

"It doesn't matter. It meant nothing. Just what a few drinks do."

He pressed his lips together in a thin line, " It didn't mean nothing to me, " he replied.

You rolled your eyes. "C'mon, George, it was just tension and we got it out of our systems. I did, at least. You're just confused right now."

He shook his head. "Y/N... "

"It meant nothing, George, stop, " you said more firmly.

He leaned in to grab your hand, you let him. "I like you, I have liked for a while now so it did mean something to me. Not just last night, every night. Every single time I see you, touch you and talk to you. It always means something to me."

You exhaled deeply as if you were holding your breath the entire time. "I..."

"It meant nothing to you, but it did to me and that's what I want you to know, Y/N, " he finished, letting go of your hand and walking away.

You stood there speechless and confused, not knowing what to do or say. He had taken your breath away with those words. The truth was, you didn't know what to do, you didn't know what you felt for him. You certainly didn't want to lead him on or hurt him so you decided to choose the best option.

You walked away to your room and slept. You'd deal with everything in the morning.

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