One Heart Missing [BoyxBoy] (Sequel to Wanted Is Love)

Chapter 34

My eyes shot open. I don't know why, I just felt like I needed to wake up. I also needed to figure out why I was on the floor. I looked around to survey the surroundings. I seemed to be back in the room at Justin's beach house. Why was I on the floor?

I started to get up from the ground but my head started pounding like crazy. I fell back to the floor. This was something that had to be done slowly. I grabbed the bed post and carefully stood up. My head was still hurting like crazy. Seriously, it was like bang-bang into my head up there.

Once I had gathered myself, I could hear shouting from outside the door. I looked over to see that the clock read: 11:49. We all needed to leave from here at around 12:20 to be able to get to the airport in time to catch our flight. It was a good thing that we all decided to pack everything before we left for the club last night. I glanced over to the bed and saw that Amy was on the bed, sleeping. I didn't want to wake her. For one, she would have a huge hangover and her head would hurt as badly as mine. I also learned a very important lesson growing up with her. Never wake Amy up. You might die.

"Guys! We all need to hurry up! We overslept!" I could hear Stella shouting from outside of the door. I guess everyone else had a little too much to drink and accidentally slept too long. It was worth it though. I finally got Amy to let loose. We danced with a bunch of random guys and then played with the monkeys. It was more fun when we were drunk. I guess we had a little too much fun though because we got home late and I apparently decided that sleeping on the floor was a plausible idea.

After a few moments of silence, I decided that maybe It was a good time to wake the beast. I tiptoed over to the bed and slowly inched closer to her face. "Yoo-hoo. Amy," I whispered. There was no response. Damn it. "Am-"

"Say another word and I will punch you," she grumbled. I backed away from her.

"Amy, you need to get up. We overslept," I uttered.

"What did I say?" she growled, sitting up. She was getting ready to punch me, but then she put her hand to her head. "Ah, my head!"

"It's called a hangover. I'll get you some water," I said, grabbing her hand and helping her up. "Grab your bags and take them to the living room."

She did as I said, and I grabbed my bags as well. We made it out to the living room where we found Skyler and Chance already waiting. Stella, Paige and Justin were helping Trixie out of her room. Well, Paige wasn't really helping. She was on her phone, standing next to the other two who were actually helping Trixie. Speaking of, Trixie looked really out of it. She definitely partied the hardest.

"Why did we stop dancing? Where'd the party go?" she murmured.

"Oh, the party left a while ago," Stella responded. I giggled, after giving Amy her glass of water. I looked over to see that Dusty was sleeping on the couch.

"Why is he out here?" I questioned.

"He said something about the bed in his room being full," Skyler replied.

"What?" Amy and I uttered, looking at each other. We looked over to where Ginny's room was and we started sneaking over. Once we got to the door, we held our breath. We tried not to make any sounds. We were too excited to find out what was on the other side of the door. Amy slowly opened the door. The two of us peaked inside to see a blanket covering two bodies. Our jaws dropped.

"Ginny," I whispered. There was tiny movement from one of the bodies.

"Ginny!" Amy called a little louder.

"What?" Ginny shouted, sitting up quickly. "Stop yelling."

"Sorry," Amy apologized, giving Ginny a distinctive look. Ginny looked over at me and gave the same one. Amy and I shared a glance and then our eyes moved over to the direction of the other body.