Chapter 18

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(Christian P.O.V)
*two days later*

"What do you mean you still don't remember!" Sarah says and sighs obviously frustrated. I swear she wants Chase and I together as much as I do. I shake my head and lean on my elbows.

"I have tried Sarah. When I woke up the morning after I had the worst hangover of my life and honestly didn't care at the moment about the night before. I rarely ever drink Sarah give me a break." I say to her.

"Christian. It has been two days!" she said.

"Yes Sarah. I am aware. And as I have said, I thought hard about that night when I got over my hangover and it is still a black hole in my head. I can't remember! Now I am practically back at square one with him!" I say and groan.

For hours I wracked my brain to try and remember what happened; but all I could remember was Chase asking me to have a few drinks with him and that was it. Flashes of music and dancing popped up every now and again but it was so blurry and out of place that I didn't dwell on it to long. People danced at the bar all the time and the crowds were always big that all I see all night is dancing bodies.

"Did you wake up normal or did you wake up sore in certain areas?" she asked me and when she did my face lit up like fireworks.

"Sarah! No I did not wake up sore anywhere!" I almost shout at her.

"You never know! Now you know you didn't one night stand anybody!" she sighs and shakes her head.

"I'll try harder to remember I promise. I want this to happen to Sarah and it is frustrating not remembering." I tell her.

"Did you ask him if he remembered anything?" she asks me.

"Um. No I haven't. I only asked him how he felt and if he needed anything." I say and looked away from her. She was looking at me like she wanted to strangle me.

"Ask him! Or better yet why haven't you asked him?" she asks me.

"I'm just scared Sarah. What if I don't want to know what happened really. Drunk Christian is not the real Christian Sarah and what if I made a complete ass of myself." I tell her and sigh.

"You never know until you try Christian." she says and stands to leave.

We both continue with our work throughout the day and dropped the subject of Chase and I and our drunken night and the blank space in my brain. She didn't mention it again, which I was grateful for, but throughout my day and night the nagging feeling that I need to remember kept creeping up inside me. Like something happened and I needed to remember it. Something big. It was bothering me and making me go crazy.

I walked back to my apartment from the bar in a sour mood. I opened my apartment door and went to lay on my couch. My phone vibrated in my pocket and I opened it to a new message from Chase.
Chase: hey Christian what's up?
Christian: literally just walked through my door.

A few moments later it started to ring.

"Hello." I say into the phone.
"Hey. How was your day?" Chase ask.

"It was good. Glad to be home honestly." I tell him.
"Same here. I just got a new business deal which is good and have to start getting the papers and plans ready by Thursday but thats about it." he says.

"That's exciting. What's the plan?" I ask him. I love hearing the passion in his voice when he talks about his job. He sounds genuienly happy and pride enters his voice when he describes the different plans and such and it makes me so proud of him.
"I have to design a hotel for a very important man. He owns a lot of hotels in major cities and they are very expensive and very exclusive. Only the best of the best can afford them and it is huge that he wants me to design it. This could make or break me." he says.

"You can do it. I have seen your buildings and they are amazing. Your work is amazing." I tell him and I meant every word. Chase is so talented he could take a runned down building and turn it into the Ritz.
"That means a lot coming from you Christian. Thank you." he says.

We talk for a while before I get the courage to ask him this.

"Hey Chase. This weekend if you are not busy would you like to come over and watch movies and stay the night?" I ask him and hold my breathe.
"Sure sounds good to me? I have a lot of DVDs would you like me to bring some?" he ask me.

"Sounds good to me!" I say and breathe a sigh of relief.
"I need to go. I have to start on this deal and finish it." he says.

"Of course. Sweet dreams Chase." I say and smile.

"Sweet dreams Christian." he says.

"I hope you have yours. Tell me what it is?" I ask him
"Now that would be telling. Goodbye." he says and hangs up.

I lay my phone on my chest and smile. Our ending conveation has become a sweet habit. I would ask him the same question and receive the same answer. I love it.

Hopefully at our sleep over I would gain enough courage to ask if he remembered what happened the other night. If he remembered and something happened he would tell me right? If nothing serious happened maybe that was why he never mentioned it. Or if something happened maybe he wanted to forget?

I just don't know.
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