My head was pounding, and I felt like I was going to be sick. I couldn't even tell you what exactly happen last night, it was all just fuzz.
My eye's flew open, all I remember was…. Was…. "Oh, my god" I mouthed shifting my view to my right then to my left. "How did I get here?" I murmured, still searching the room. This wasn't my bed, or my room, not even my house. I sat up, pushing the hair out of my face. My head swam.
I looked down, "Who's are these?" I asked smelling the clothes on my body, "they're guys clothes that's for sure…" I threw the covers off of me and stood up. This time, it wasn't just my head that was swimming, the whole room was. I held my eyes shut, trying to regain my balance before I fell.
After a few seconds, I open them. I began to walk to the huge dresser that sat in front of me. There was a large mirror perched on top of it.
I fell forward and caught myself on the dresser, "Eff!" I exclaimed glancing down, looking for what caused me to almost bust my head open.
I gasped finding what was left of my long night, it was assorted bottles of empty liquor on the hotel room floor; everything from Blueberry Vodka, Tequila, to Strawberry Smirnoff.
"I'm such an idiot!" I shouted frustrated with myself. I took a deep breath and turned my attention to the mirror. "I look dead, too" I touched my skin. I glanced down, "Boxers?" I question pulling on the underwear that covered my lower body. I started searching for the clothes I had on last night, before I was at the show. "Oh" I said recalling where I was just hours ago. "No way"
I heard a door open and shut, and my heart started racing. I had half the thought to hide but I'm sure whoever or whatever it was knew I was here and probably brought me here. I stood there waiting for whoever it was to find me, which I was sure wouldn't take long seeing as there was a choice of two rooms, bathroom or the main room which I was in.
"Jazz?" the masculine voice called
"Yes?" I answered confused, they remembered my name, I walked back over to the bed and sat down, I was still facing the large mirror.
I watched my face turned to horror before my eyes when John O'Callaghan's tall lean body came into view, I admired his features and my look of horror turned smug within a few seconds.
He walked over and leaned down kissing my cheek. "Good morning beautiful" his smooth velvet voice purred
My whole body tensed up when his warm breath traveled across my ear and down my neck, sending chills down my spine. I couldn't even find my voice to answer him, I just continued to smile. He took a seat next to me, his cool hand rested on my thigh. "Sleep well baby?" he asked with he look straight forward into the mirror, his hazel eyes met my gaze. I held his gaze.
I took a deep breath, trying to get a grip on all this. I paused, taking another small breath before answering. "Yes, I did, thank you" I said relaxing a little. "Did you?"
"Yes, sorry I wasn't here when you woke up. I know it probably worried you, but I was out getting us some breakfast. I asked your friend what you would want…" he got up from the bed, walking back the way he came in.
"My friend?" I mumbled raising an eyebrow "Oh! Andee!" I said a little louder
John was returning from the hall way, "What babe?" he asked placing the bag of food on the bed, he took my iced coffee from the drink holder and handed it to me.
"Oh nothing… sorry, I was just trying to remember what all happened last night… I don't really remember much.. I remember my best friend Andee and I going to the show, but that's almost all I remember… oh, and I remember… um…getting to you know a little better" images of the steamy romance that happened on the bed I was sitting on danced threw my head, my face began to turn a bit of a rosy color from what the mirror showed.
John smiled, and he laughed a little. "Uh, yeah, that was probably my favorite part…" he said laughing a little before taking a sip of his drink. He looked back up at me, and smiled "but do you want me to tell you what else happened?"
I thought about it for a moment, while he placed the McDonald's burrito in front of me, then a hash brown. I smiled, "Thanks…" I said unwrapping the burrito, "Sure, you can tell me" I finally answered before taking a bite.
I waited for him to finish chewing, "Well, you got there, and you couldn't get in. I remember you were pretty upset, and you were walking to your car, your friend was with you. You bumped into me, and I remember you saying sorry. I asked you if you were going to come back to watch the show, and you told me they were sold out of tickets. I felt bad, so I told you I'd get you both in, and you could come hang out with us." he took a sip of his drink, "Me and you hit it off really well, and your friend hit it off with Gar. It worked out pretty nicely." he took a bite of his sandwich.
I laughed a little, "I think it did too…" my voice grew silent, I had a question I needed to ask, just if nothing else, so I'd know… but I didn't wanna make him feel bad, or seem pathetic for asking. "Can I ask you something, John Oh?" I asked biting the inside of my lip
He looked up at me, taking another sip of his drink after he finished chewing. He paused, "Call me something more personal, whatever you'd like, it's just when you call me John Oh, I feel weird, I'm a bit more personal then you than that, I thought…" he smiled, and my breath grew short. "Yes, you may ask me anything"
"Oh, well, John. Well…. I was just wondering, out of curiosity… if…." I stopped, I broke the gaze we were sharing and turned my eyes to the floor. "I don't quite remember if… we had sex, so I was just wondering if… if we did?" I felt so stupid and I continued to look at the floor.
I could feel his eye still on me, he didn't even look away once. He laughed a little, "No, we didn't have sex. I couldn't do that to you" I lifted my head up finding his eyes exactly were I left them "I like you too much, we just played around, I kissed you a lot. The only time I took any of your clothes off was after you threw up on the ones you had on…" he make a awkward face, "you attempted to make it to the bathroom but you missed, so I just cleaned you up, and made sure I gave housekeeping your clothes to wash and dry"
My whole face was blood red, I could feel the heat. I was so ashamed, I looked like a complete idiot in front of him. I felt like I was going to be sick now. I put my burrito down, "Uh, one second" I said getting off the bed and running for the bathroom.
He knew that face and he was walking behind me, I grabbed my hair before leaning over the toilet. I couldn't believe this was happening, I was waiting to wake up. I was making those sick dry heaving noises, I tried so hard to just relax.
I could feel John's cool hands take my hair in one hand, freeing mine so I could put them on either side of the toilet. He rubbed his hand across my back. "it's okay baby, just relax"
I was so embarrassed and tormented, I started crying. Now, I was crying and throwing up. "I'm so sorry John." I kept repeating every time I could fit it in before throwing up more.
"It's okay, I swear" was all he said, he sounded sincere so I felt a little better.
Finally after what seemed like hours of agony, I was able to stop. I just sat down on the bathroom floor, John took a seat right next to me, handing me a cup of water to sip.
"I'm sorry" I repeated taking a tiny sip of the water, then taking some in my mouth to swash around before spitting it in the toilet.
He laughed, "Quit saying sorry, sweetheart. You have the hangover, and it's my fault. I'm the dumbass who gave you the fucking alcohol, I should be apologizing! Not you!" he smiled and put his arm around my waist
"But…. I drank the alcohol!" I informed him in his own defense
He smiled, "sh" he ordered putting his finger to my lips. "I thought ahead" he said standing up, then extending his hand for me to grab. "I got you a tooth brush, and some mouth wash" he said pointing at the items on the sink. "Oh, and I have some Advil if you need it"
I smiled, "Wow, thanks" I said grabbing the tooth brush and tooth paste. I turned the water on and stuck the tooth brush under, getting the bristles wet, I squeezed some of the tooth paste on to the brush and scrubbed my mouth like it'd never been scrubbed before. I'm pretty sure I brushed my teeth for four minutes, non stop. I finished off with mouth wash, and walked back into the bedroom.
He was laying on the bed, all his food was gone, he drink sat on the bed side table beside him. My food was right were I left it. "Do you want me to put this away for you, honey?" he asked leaning down to grab the food
I walked over to it picking up what he hadn't, and taking what he had away from him. "Nope, I got it" I walked over to the small table that was off in a small corner of the room and wrapped it nicely and left it there. I walked back over to the bed, taking a sip of my drink before crawling into the empty side of the bed. Before I knew it, John's arms were around me pulling me close to him, his arms held me close to him, and I was fast asleep.