I looked around the room wearily.
Where am I?
I tried to sit up, but immediately sank back into the pillows.
Groaning, I touched my aching head.
I rolled out of the big bed as slowly as possible.
I gathered my clothes on shaky legs and got dressed.
I tiptoed to the door and was about to open it when I heard a sleepy voice behind me.
"You want to go already?" He murmured.
I slowly turned to face him.
When I recognized him, I inhaled sharply.
The only true Leonardo DiCaprio was grinning and probably naked in the bed I was in too until a few minutes ago.
I dropped my jacket in shock and hissed silently as I bumped my head on the doorknob.
"Are you okay?" He asked as I sat down on the floor, moaning because of the pain.
I couldn't answer because I was too busy with my aching head.
So unfortunately I had to watch him pull back the covers and expose his bare body in front of me.
Ashamed, I turned a little away from him and tried to stop thinking about what I just saw.
I felt him gently put his hands under my shoulders and pull me up.
Crying softly, I clutched onto his arms.
"It hurts so much," I murmured.
"It didn't look harmless either, love," he said, sitting me back on the bed.
"Wait here. I'll get you a plaster and a pill," he called when he was already in the hallway.
I nodded wordlessly, which turned out to be a big mistake.
My head only hurt more every second.
I sobbed and curled myself into a ball.
The alcohol was still in my hand.
Besides, I couldn't remember anything at all.
Why wasn't I at home? What had I done last night? And above all: what does Leonardo freaking DiCaprio have to do with it?
Before I could even think about it, he came back into the room and sat down on the bed next to me.
He pulled me towards him and dabbed something on the back of my head.
"Stop it. It hurts," I whispered exhausted.
"I know, love," he whispered back in concentration.
I suddenly got so tired.
My eyes closed again and again.
The last thing I heard was Leo's concerned look and him talking to me.
Then everything went black.
When I woke up the second time that day, I felt just as shitty as I did the first time.
The only difference was that I was wearing something this time, which I was very happy about.
"You are awake," I heard a voice next to me.
I turned my head in his direction and looked at him.
Grinning, he brushed a strand of hair out of my face.
"What happened?" I mumbled, sitting up slowly.
He sat down on the mattress next to me and raised an eyebrow.
"You can't remember?" He asked in surprise.
I shook my head and looked at him questioningly.
"Nothing at all?" He asked further.
I shook my head again.
"You must have hit your head really hard," he laughed.
"You and your friend, you were at my best friend's party yesterday.
Well ... I can't remember that much either, but I think we still had a lot of fun together," he laughed again.
I wrinkled my nose.
I had never had anything like a one night stand. That didn't suit me at all. Why did y/ f/n allow me to fuck around with a stranger?
Aprops ... where is y/ f/n actually?
"Where is she?" I almost shouted.
Leo looked at me in surprise.
"Who?" He asked.
"Y / f / n ... my friend! Where is she?" I asked frantically.
He shrugged his shoulders.
"No idea. I last saw her last night. And it didn't look like she wanted to be disturbed," he grinned.
"Where's my cell phone? I need to call her," I said firmly.
He got up and brought me my jacket.
"You put it in yesterday before we-" I interrupted him. "Yes. Thanks," I said snappily.
After trying to call her a thousand times, I dropped my cell phone in my lap, annoyed.
"She's not answering," I admitted.
"Can you maybe drive me home?" I asked quietly.
He nodded. "Of course, love," he said, helping me up.
When I got up on my feet, I thanked him.
"Oh and by the way: stop calling me that," I said with a raised finger.
He grinned. "Okay, love".
I rolled my eyes at him, but had to laugh directly after.
I think I like him.
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I know the end is pretty crappy, but i don't care xD
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FanfictionA few imagines about the one and only, Leo. Leo X Reader
