I woke up terribly terribly hungover. Never have I ever felt so horrible, my head hurts so damn much, I feel like I have to throw up and I feel really sticky with sweat. I honestly can't remember anything that happened last night, must've been pretty rad. Slowly I get out of bed and make my way to the bathroom but Amelia's already up and throwing up in there. Hearing her throw up must have triggered something in me because I run to the kitchen and throw up in the trash can. Great just great. I don't stop until there is absolutely nothing in my system, to weak to walk, I lay down on the cold kitchen floor. The door to the bathroom opens and I hear my cousins groggy voice,"Ashley you ok?" I turn to my side and reply,"I'm in the kitchen dying". I hear her footsteps before I see her, she looks just as bad as me. "Damn Ashley last night must've been crazy! I can't remember shit!" She walks over to me and helps me up.
We're sitting on the couch in the living room, we had just taken a tylenol and are trying to remember anything that happened last night but, no luck. "All I remember is walking into the club sitting down at the table and taking my very first shot. After that it's all a blur", "Me too except I remember dancing a few songs". I get up and walk over to the fridge to get a water bottle,"Oh yeah I remember that too. I'm going to take a shower and go sleep some more." "Alrighty I'll shower when your done".
*3 hours later*
I wake up feeling much better than this morning, still a bit of a headache but nothing I can't handle. I check my phone and noticed I received three texts from Emily:
*OOH GOD MY HEAD*
*I HOPE YOUR NOT DEAD D:*
*text me asap*I decide to call her instead, she answers on the third ring, "Ugh man my head is straight killer man." "I know I threw up all in the trash can this morning since Amelia was in the bathroom. What are you doing?" She sighs,"I'm in bed just got out of the shower, I felt so hot and sweaty this morning." "So did I! I still have the headache but maybe I should eat or something. Are you down for Cheesecake Factory?" "Yeah sure! Can April come too?" "Of course! Bring her along, I'll pick you guys up in a hour" "Sweet, see you then". I hang up and start to look for an outfit. April is Emily's little sister, she's 18 and a really cool sweet person. I've known her my whole life, the same with Emily.
I chose to wear some ripped dark jeans and a olive cardigan, with my white tank top. I'm heading out and Amelia is knocked out on the couch. I decide to leave a note on the coffee table, since I know when she wakes up she'll make some coffee. I make my way over to my baby, a black Tahoe. I've had her since my mother died, since I wasn't old enough to drive just yet, Amelia held onto it. I text Emily that I'm on my way and bump Oingo Bongo.
We all arrive to the Cheesecake Factory in Old Town and sit next to the window. Emily and April are sitting next to each other, and we start looking over the menu. I decide on the pasta de Vinci, and we start talking about last night. April asks me if I had fun, "I must of had fun because I woke up this morning completely hungover and couldn't remember anything!" We laugh and Emily cuts in, "I remember dancing, and you drinking shots, then you left to the bathroom and came back all flustered. I figured you fell into the toilet". She snorts and I laugh, and then suddenly it hits me. The man with the blue eyes, piercing and black longish hair. Emily must have noticed my sudden change of mood, "Are you ok? You look like you've seen a ghost." I immediately recall everything that happened last night, which leaves Emily and April with their jaws to the floor. "Ashley you haven't had a boyfriend, let alone a kiss since Brad, two years ago!!" Oh yes Brad. He was my "perfect" boyfriend, we dated right after high school, I lost my virginity to him of course at the age of 18. We dated for a year and I called it a quits because rumored had it that he was pretty friendly with all his co workers, a particular one named Tiffany.
"I know Emily, but damn let me tell you, that kiss was something else. It was so soft and the way he held my face just made me melt. But one thing he said which was off was something about him only needing to know my name." April rolls her eyes,"I'm pretty sure that's all he wanted to know! Sounds like he just wanted to hit it and quit it." Emily nods too,"Yeah Ashley, I have to agree with April". I sigh and the woman comes back with our food, I completely lost my appetite and poke at my food. Day dreaming of the beautiful adonis with the deep blue sea eyes.
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Meant to be
RandomHe said we were simply meant to be. I said if it's meant to be, it will be.