Beta_Boater DO NOT READ! Plz...
A is for Drunken Antics
I woke up groggily, rubbing my eyes on my yellow sleeve. "Whaa…"
I looked around the room and realized that it was not mine, that the bed-covers also didn't belong to me.
What exactly had happened last night? All I remember was getting drunk and… uh… getting more drunk.
I looked around for any clues as to where I was. There were Minecraft posters on the wall, gaming setup- I must have gone back to someones house after the party, but who?
I ticked off all the people in my head, Mitch, Jerome, Barney, Quentin, Tyler, Ty… wait was Ty there? I'm not sure… Red was there, with Shelby and Ross and…
Suddenly I noticed something on the desk next to all the recording equipment, a pair of green headphones.
So Ty was there, I went home with him, but I don't remember seeing him… Oh wait, I do remember! He got really drunk! Yeah I remember! He normally stays sober but last night he… may have overdone it slightly.
I do seem to remember a small stumble down the stairs on his part… Or was that me? Ummmmmm…
But… If we were both drunk, and I went back to his house…
"Ty?" I called, opening the door nervously. A grunt came from downstairs followed by an
"Erm, hey Sky."
I went down to find him sitting on the sofa, almost biting his lip completely off as he met my gaze.
"What happened?" I asked, "The last thing I remember is you falling down the stairs!"
Ty laughed, "It was you who fell down the stairs you idiot! Where do you think you got that bruise from!"
"What bruise… oh" I looked at the large, black bruise on my arm, surprised that I had not noticed before. "Ow…"
Ty chuckled, but his face fell as he looked at my confused expression. "I don't remember what happened, but when I woke up, I was in bed… with you."
He glanced at my eyes from under his long hair, seeming frightened, as if I was just about to punch him.
I cursed, "I'm going to kill Jerome, how he always convinces me into playing his stupid drinking games I will never know"
Tys face fell even more, seeming almost disappointed. "You ok?" I asked, sitting next to him and touching his leg, but he flinched away.
"Sorry!" I stammered, face turning scarlet as I realized what we must have done last night... "Are you… you know, sore?"
Ty glowed crimson, and hid behind his hand slightly. "Uhhh… Yeah."
An awkward silence filled the room and I scratched my head.
"You're a good kisser."
Ty spoke unexpectedly, and he turned to face me, a daring look of boldness stretching his perfect face- Wait, where did that come from?
"I… You are too…" I spluttered, but Ty just laughed at me.
"You don't remember, you bastard. You don't know." He said, almost angrily.
He stood up and started to walk away but I gripped his arm to stop him. I pulled myself up to his height so that we were face to face, and wrapped my arms around his waist.
"Well maybe I should find out." I muttered into his ear, and pressed my lips to his, slipping my hand under his shirt recklessly.
Ty let out a small groan and licked his lips, causing me to pull back. His eyes flickered to mine hungrily and I laughed lightly.
"Well Ty" I chuckled, pulling him in for a second kiss "I can safely say that you are a wonderful kisser."
Awwww, so sappy...
