I know you better -Shoey-

Chapter 20: A bad hangover

{Joeys Pov}

"Shane." I mumbled into our delicious kiss. He always tasted good.

"Joey..." He mumbled back, and his fingers found its way to my hair and started tangling themselves in it.

"I love you so freaking much." I said as his lips moved down to my neck and started sucking bruise-like circles into my neck.

"oh Joey.." He mumbled into my neck.

"What?" I asked him, smirking.

"Please... "

"Please, what?" I asked again.

"Joey."

"Joey..."

"What?"

"JOEY..."

Joey!

I woke up, with Shane having his hand on my chest.

Shane: Hey sleeping beauty, how was the nap?

He laughed, and I started to gain a headache.

Joey: Oh fuck!

I said, as my ears rang.

Shane: Hangovers seem like fun...

Joey: Well they're not. What time is it?

Shane: 5 pm.

Joey: Really?? I slept the whole day??

Shane: Yeah. Everyone stopped by to see if we were alright, and I told them what happened.

Joey: Ugh.

Shane: Its okay. They understood.

Shane had put emphasis on the 'They'. Is he still mad? Nothing happened.

Joey: Nothing happened last night Shane!

I said.

Shane: Oh, is that right?

Shane said digging in his pocket to find two crumpled up pieces of paper.

Shane: Look what I found in your jacket, Joey! You fucking lied!

Shane was pissed. I honestly didn't remember that. I barely remembered anything from last night.

Joey: Shan-

Shane: And look! This one has his number on it, he's probably 30, and in the little corner right there? Oh that reads 'Nice ass!' Isn't that funny Joey? Fucking hilarious if you ask me! Almost as big as a joke as this relationship.

Shane screamed. I wanted to cry.

Joey: I know for sure I didn't sleep with anybody last night Shane.

Shane: I fucking know that! Now shut the fuck up!

I shut my mouth as silent tears ran down my cheek. I didn't mean any bad intentions.

Shane calmed down a little, but he was still mad.

Shane: I brought you Taco Bell, to help you get over the fun night you had last night. Call them,

He said, placing the two papers in my hand.

Shane: I don't give a damn anymore.

With that Shane stormed out of the room. I tore up the pieces of paper to shreds and started to sob quietly into his pillow. I got up a couple minutes later to eat. Shane sat across from me at the table and watched me while he didn't touch one single piece of his food.

I walked quietly back up to his room. His mom and Dad were home by now, but they were off in their room or gardening or something. I don't know where I stand with Shane anymore, but I don't want to ask. I just want to smell his pillow cases that smell so deeply like him and sleep in his bed while I can.

I woke up about thirty minutes after falling asleep with Shanes whole body wrapped around me, spooning me and cuddling into me. It felt nice to know he didn't completely despise me. Shane must have known I awakened.

Shane: If you move a muscle I'll bite you.

Shane said cutely but seriously.

I didn't move, I just fell back asleep.