Amnesia

Hero

As I wake up, I feel sweet kisses on my chest. Well, that's unusual! What did I do last night? I can't remember anything...

"Baby wake up!" A sweet voice is whispering to me. Is it another dream? Is it like that time where I dreamt of Sandra Lewis, the hottest girl at school?! My bed sheets were so soiled I had to do my laundry all by myself so Mum wouldn't notice and give me yet another speech about sex."Hero..."

That voice, again. This time my dream gives me an open-mouth kiss on my sweet spot, just behind my left ear. I don't want to wake up, it feels so good! I'm looking forward to the moment the girl whispers my name with her sweet accent, again.

Suddenly, I feel a weight on the lower-half of my body, grinding my pelvis. I open my eyes vividly and they immediately fall on a tiny blonde with a small smirk on her stunning face and the prettiest blue eyes I've ever seen. I immediately close them because the light is killing me.

"Hi babe, took your time!" Australian, she's australian. Where the fuck am I? I don't recognize anything I see in this bedroom.

Oh fuck, Mum is gonna kill me! I have a massive headache, I'm sure those fuckers put something in my drink last night. Fine, now that must explain the pain but I'm not feeling as I usually feel after I get sloshed."Hmm... sorry I was sleeping."

I mentally facepalm. Sleeping, really?! No way! Of course I was sleeping, what an idiot I am. The pretty girl looks at me with a funny face and burst into laughter. "Oh sorry FineAss Tiffin, I haven't noticed it yet."

  How come does she know my last name? I know myself, if it's a one night stand, which would be a first, I would sure as hell never give my real name. My family is too famous for me to screw everything they have built because I needed sex with a random person. And that's when I see it. For fuck's sake, she's topless! What's more, she's perfect, maybe a bit old for me but perfect.

  Her face has been taken from an angel. She has the brightest blue-grey eyes I've ever seen, the cutest turned-up nose and really kissable plump lips. Gosh, even her eyebrows, the little birthmark on her left cheek and bed hair are sexy as hell. She has a creamy white skin, large breasts, a tiny spare tyre on her flat belly with small stretch marks around her belly button. Her mons veneris is onto my clothed cock and the sight of it quickens my breathing.

  My gaze follows her beautiful features and leads me to long and smooth legs. Both her hands are laid on my chest to find balance and I notice a ring on her left hand. please, tell me I'm not a home-wrecker at 17. When my eyes finally meet hers, she has a worried look on her face.

"So, how did you sleep? Is your head still hurting? Last night the boys told me you hit your head pretty bad during practice." Practice... What?!

"My head hurts pretty bad, do you know what happened yesterday?" I try to play it cool even though every minute spent here confuses me more and more."You don't remember?" I shake my head no and she finally starts her story.

"Well, Morgz told me that one of the opponent was playing a little too rough and when you called him out on it he just went batshit crazy on you and made you hit your head on the ground. The boys said you were fine and that you didn't want to go to the hospital to check if everything was okay but then you started complaining about pain and nausea so Felix put you to bed and Diego and him stayed with you until I came home from Paris." At this point, the pretty girl had tears streaming down her face. Okay so first, she seems to know my mandem a bit. So, maybe she's one of the boy's friend? Second, why the fuck was I practicing at night? I already do that during daytime. Three, who's home is that? My home's with Mum and Mercy.