It Was Just a Night at the Bar
Chapter 2
Jacey's POV
{Morning After}
MY head pounded sharply . I was about to turn to get out of bed when i heard the sink turnh on. I froze. There was someone else in my apartment. I slowly took off the covers from my body; i was unclothed and there was an ache between my legs. Was i raped? I looked to my wrists and around my room. No marks of rope or restraints and my room was completely nornal except for the clothes from myself and someone else thrown on the ground. Just then a tall handsome boy walked into my room from the bathroom.
"Did I wake you?" he asked sweetly running his hands though his chestnut curls. "I was just getting a drink of water." he said pointing to the bathroom. I stared at him with my held tilted and my eyes squinted due to the rays of sun coming through the curtains. he noticed my confusion and walked over hesitantly.
"Let me guess..." he started as he scanned my facial expression, "You don't remember last night, do you?"
"I-I i remember leaving the party and taking some shots, that's where it gets fuzzy..." I stammered out.
"I remember my first blackout," he laughed "Well, only what Louis and Liam said happened."
"Who?" i asked as i rubbed my temple.
"Just two of my friends." he said as he sat down on the bed next to me. "I did some crazy shit. They said if i hadn't pasted out on the ground, i would've tried to jump off the roof of a car garage because i said i could fly."
I was still a bit shaky since i didn't know this guy and it seems as though we slept together last night. I've never done that. I've never slept with a stranger before. But then again, I've never done shots before. I let out a nervous laugh.
"I'm sorry that you don't remember last night." he smirked, making me a bit disgusted and i felt it show on my facial expression.
"Look at the time, I've got to go." He said as he jumped off the bed and jumped into his pants. "Where is my shirt?" he mumbled under his breath. I looked around and in horror saw it lazily hanging from the ceiling fan. I then pointed to it frustratedly. "Oh yeah, now i remember." he said with that stupid smirk plastered to his face.
he started walking to the door, and turned to me as he grabbed the door handle.
"I'm Harry by the way." he said right as he shut the door behind him.
I slumped down in my sheets and rans my fingers through my distressed hair and let out an unsatisfied grunt before burrying my face in my pillow and yelling.
{Morning After}
MY head pounded sharply . I was about to turn to get out of bed when i heard the sink turnh on. I froze. There was someone else in my apartment. I slowly took off the covers from my body; i was unclothed and there was an ache between my legs. Was i raped? I looked to my wrists and around my room. No marks of rope or restraints and my room was completely nornal except for the clothes from myself and someone else thrown on the ground. Just then a tall handsome boy walked into my room from the bathroom.
"Did I wake you?" he asked sweetly running his hands though his chestnut curls. "I was just getting a drink of water." he said pointing to the bathroom. I stared at him with my held tilted and my eyes squinted due to the rays of sun coming through the curtains. he noticed my confusion and walked over hesitantly.
"Let me guess..." he started as he scanned my facial expression, "You don't remember last night, do you?"
"I-I i remember leaving the party and taking some shots, that's where it gets fuzzy..." I stammered out.
"I remember my first blackout," he laughed "Well, only what Louis and Liam said happened."
"Who?" i asked as i rubbed my temple.
"Just two of my friends." he said as he sat down on the bed next to me. "I did some crazy shit. They said if i hadn't pasted out on the ground, i would've tried to jump off the roof of a car garage because i said i could fly."
I was still a bit shaky since i didn't know this guy and it seems as though we slept together last night. I've never done that. I've never slept with a stranger before. But then again, I've never done shots before. I let out a nervous laugh.
"I'm sorry that you don't remember last night." he smirked, making me a bit disgusted and i felt it show on my facial expression.
"Look at the time, I've got to go." He said as he jumped off the bed and jumped into his pants. "Where is my shirt?" he mumbled under his breath. I looked around and in horror saw it lazily hanging from the ceiling fan. I then pointed to it frustratedly. "Oh yeah, now i remember." he said with that stupid smirk plastered to his face.
he started walking to the door, and turned to me as he grabbed the door handle.
"I'm Harry by the way." he said right as he shut the door behind him.
I slumped down in my sheets and rans my fingers through my distressed hair and let out an unsatisfied grunt before burrying my face in my pillow and yelling.
I love this book
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