The Player Next Door

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Ugh my head fucking hurts. I reach out for my phone  but instead make contact with bare skin.

My eyes immediately pop open and I turn to see a sleeping Gabe next to me.

My lips part in shock, holy shit it wasn't a dream.

I quickly look under the blankets to see my underwear is still on and I let out a sigh of relief.

Suddenly I remember last night, the laughs our conversation. With a serious headache, and mostly sober mind I find myself extremely relieved that we didn't sleep together.

I check the time on my phone and it says 11:30.

I wonder if Kimmy and Ryan are awake yet, I mean they weren't home when we were so probably not but Kimmy could also never sleep in no matter what.

I get up and look for my clothes but then remember they're outside, which means so are his.

I look next to me at Gabe and laugh. This looks so different as to what really happened here last night.

I throw on some clothes and head downstairs hoping not to run into anyone.

Of course Kimmy is down there making coffee and I want to die as I should have planned this to be more sneaky. I did not want her knowing Gabe was upstairs, especially since she wanted me to get laid so bad.

"Hey Chelsea," she said looking at me, "How was your night?"

I raise my eyebrows and decide that I will tell Kimmy, just right now isn't the time, "It was okay, it was fine."

"You headed out a little early, was everything okay?" She asked raising her eyebrow. Okay well she definitely knows something or has a hunch but I really need to get Gabe's clothes from outside and get him out of here.

"Yep peachy keen!" I laugh and go to walk away.

"Liar!" She calls as and I visibly cringe.

"Oh come on Kim, I really need to get him out of here, can we talk about this later?"

Her mouth dropped open and I could tell she wanted to break out in a huge smile, "He's here?"

I want to scream as I realize Gabe is never getting out of here with his clothes, "Yes, he's upstairs sleeping but his clothes are outside and I need to get them, so please if you will excuse me."

"You dirty slut!" She teased, "Why are his clothes outside? What exactly happened last night?"

"Kimmy, nothing happened okay? I swear"

"I don't believe you! I've seen Gabe and while boy is not my type, I can admit he is very handsome. And why would he be without his clothes, if nothing happened?"

"Okay fine, we made out, stripped to our underwear but it didn't go any further, I swear."

Kimmy studied for a moment trying to see if I was lying or not, before she finally nodded, "Okay, why is he still here?"

"Well by the time we decided not to go further, we were super drunk so he just crashed here. Please Kim, I just want to get him out of here before anyone else sees and thinks we did have sex. We'll talk more about it later, I promise.

And as if the world was mad at me for not having sex, Ryan walked into the kitchen, "Talk about what later?"

"Ugh, I cannot do this right now," I walk out of the kitchen and head outside toward the jacuzzi.

I bend down to pick up the clothes when a shadow appears next to me.

"Hey Chelsea," suddenly my stomach tightened and my heart began to race. This looks so much worse than it is.