Chase Hudson Is Trouble

#14

*stuff is going down guys*

The moment i opened my eyes i knew something was wrong , my head hurts like hell and i feel a little uncomfortable.

what cought my attention is the room i'm inside becouse  no way in hell this is my room. I snapped out of bed as if it was on fire and looked around to realise this kinda similar to my room structure but not the decor, this room was dark bleu opposite to my baby bleu , everything were in the darker shades and minimalistic as fuck. A desk was put just under the windows with mountains of classic novels and the bed was on the other side with black sheets and books on the nightstand too. Deep down i realised i'm in chase's room because his smell was everywhere and i can feel his presence and personality in this space.

I felt a breeze down my thighs and i looked down to realise that i was wearing just a pyjama top. I was in the middle of freaking out when the door opened.

"Good morning park " chase was standing by the entrance with a glass of water and what looks like a pill "sleep well?" He asked with a wicked smirk and i hate him already.

I did not answer his attitude because right now my head hurts so bad and i have tons of questions to ask so i padded my way through the room towards him.

"Is this what hangover is?" I asked barely managing to drink the pill without passing out cold.

"Welcome to the club park" he once again smirked at my horrible state.

"I have alot of question to ask" i said after a while of silently regretting my actions.

"Me too" he said "i prepared breakfast we can talk while eating" he guided me to the kitchen because i keep stumbling on my feet. I took the stool behind of the counter and he stood in front of me.

"Okay question number one" i munched over a jam sandwich.

"Okay" he said propping his hand under his cheeks.

"How i ended up in your room?" I looked him dead in the eyes.

"You went to a party with a boy got drunk and hight without realizing and the first question you ask is how you ended in my room" he rolled his eyes and looked away for a second and sighed.

"I didn't realise that the coke i drank had alcohol in it" i said a little bit ashamed. "And i was too drunk to realise i smoked" i put my fork on the side of my plate and looked down in shame. I really didn't know what happened to me and only memory from the party is all i remember.

"Who gave you the coke?" He asked.

"Tristan"

"That piece of shit!!" He gripped his hands until his knuckle went white. "He and his friends use wicked tricks to get a girl" he looked away for a while and then back to me.

"How did you find me?" I looked him in the eye and for a moment he doubted telling me.

"I saw you with that dude smoking and all i wasn't gonna intrude until he started kissing you and i thought you're too drunk to give consent and th-" i cut him off.

"What!!" I stood up abruptly and regretted it because of the dizziness i felt "kissed? K-kissed me ??" I asked with my pupils barely staying in their place.

"Yeah like i told yo-" he stopped and looked at me questionably "please don't tell me that was your first kiss park" he forwarded his face way close to my personal zone. Tilted his head to the side waiting for my answer.

My cheeks were heated and i feel like exploding. Yes chase that was my first kiss and i didn't even remember it. I couldn't say that to his face so i looked away and nodded my head.