"Don't leave me!" I yell

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I wake up wearing a black dress shirt that smells of aftershave, it has the club logo embroidered on the pocket. My head is pounding. There is a carafe of water, a glass and some Advil on my bedside cabinet. I pour a small glass of water and take the pills before pulling the quilt up over my head to block out the light. The last thing I remember is leaving the flat... Oh god! I groan as I hear Kate coming up the hall, talking in pantomime whispers.

"Shhhhh" she giggles loudly. "Don't wake the bear!" She bangs on my door.

"Shut up Kate!" I drag the pillow over my head.

"Oh goodie, the bears awake!" She bursts into my room.

"Katie, I think we should leave her be, she will be feeling rough today!" A male voice gently chides her.

"What? And pass up the opportunity to ridicule her behaviour last night? No chance!"

"Huh?" I surface from under the pillow and covers "what did I do?"

"Oh sweetie!" She hugs me then pats my hand "what didn't you do?" My stomach twists and I can almost feel my face turning green.

"Move!" I dive out the bed and run top speed to the bathroom.

Ten minutes later I'm done and feeling worse than ever, and that's without knowing what else happened last night. I crawl back to bed and try to sleep to off. I'm not in luck, grey eyes haunt my dreams, with harsh words, softly spoken in my ear... Wtf kind of funky dreams are these? I stumble out of bed and pull on a pair of baggy jeans and thud my way up to the kitchen. I flick on the kettle and stare out the window as I wait for it to boil. I hear the hum of music coming from the living room. I pour the water into the pot then quickly dunk and squeeze my teabag before dropping it into our food recycling bin. I pour it into my cup and take a sip, slightly scalding my mouth making myself feel more normal again.

I head into the living room to find Kate and the guy from earlier, that seems familiar, wrapped in each other kissing passionately.

"Oh, shit, sorry!" I turn to leave.

"Nah your okay Ana. Come sit down an tell me what you remember!" She has a glee filled grin, this is going to be painful, I know it!

"There was lots of dancing, drinking and i might have been sick" I sniff my hair "I think I was." Kate giggles.

"That's all? You were more wasted than I thought!" She looks at familiar guy. "I don't think you even got a mention Elliot!" Her eyes land on me "you remember Elliot, don't you?" I shrug

"Kinda, he looks familiar..."

"Fuck! So do you remember Christian?" I furrow my brow, as I think

"That name sounds familiar, is that the guy that works at IHOP?" Kate and Elliot burst out laughing.

"Oh can I tell him that please?!"

"Don't you dare, unless you want me to rip you a new asshole!" Kate threatens, he holds his hands up in defeat.

"Okay, okay. No need to threaten bodily harm!" They start making out again, oh Lordy, get a room!

"Excuse me, but who the fuck is Christian?" I snap, they break apart, Kate looking sheepish.

"Chris, is my brother." Elliot answers me.

"And that's important why?" They both look at me as if I'm insane.

"You REALLY don't remember? My god Ana, you stripped off on the dance floor for him!" I almost drop my mug

"No, no fucking way! Stop taking the piss!"

"Explain why your wearing his shirt then?" I stare at her confused.

"Huh?" I examine my clothes running my hand over the embroidered pocket.

"That's Christians shirt..." She giggles loudly.

"Omg! I stripped? I'm so ashamed." I drop my head into my hands, regretting the quick motion almost instantly as the dull thud in my head becomes a sharp stabbing sensation. Kate and Elliot laugh hysterically

"What?" Oh Jeez what now?

"I'm kidding, you threw up! Christian and Elliot carried you to the bathroom and tried to get your outfit off you but you wouldn't cooperate, you kept calling him a grey eyed god and begging him not to leave you!" I feel the burn in my cheeks. "It's alright babe I shoved the pair of them out to get you something to put on while I stripped you pukey clothes off. You got Christians shirt because he had a spare..."

"Oh...grey eyes?" My mind wanders back into my dreams

"Yup." She answers

"That's how they start, Christians gaga girls! I'm surprised you weren't interested in him Katie" Elliot says as he fondle Kate's boobs on the couch, I'm gonna need brain bleach if they keep this up!

"Nah, he's a cold fish, not my type at all!" She pushes her way onto his lap and I actually see her tongue heading down the guys throat. *Shudder* No offence Ana"

"None taken...wait, what?" Does she think I'm attracted to a guy just because I hit on him when I was drunk? Is she insane? She looks round at me, extracting her tongue from his, I'm surprised they aren't tied in knots!

"Doesn't matter babe, go grab a shower, no offence but you stink of vomit." Kate, always so tactful! She turns back to Elliot and begins eating his face again, when I see her hands snaking into his jeans, I know it's time to leave! I dump my empty mug on the table and head out.

I groan my way to the bathroom, the bright hallway is killing my head, fortunately the bathroom is a bit of a gloomy room, normally I hate that but today I'm more than glad to slink about in it's murky shadows. I pull off, what I now know to be, Christians shirt. It has his name embroidered across the back in silver thread, how did I not feel that? Probably because it's like a tent on me! The guy is either a super sizer who likes his MacDonald's or he's a built athlete... I hope for the second but it's more likely the first! I pull of my jeans and jump into the shower, recalling being here last night.

I close my eyes as I rub my body into a lather with my shower gel, caressing my entire body stroking my breasts and playing with my nipples, in the name of hygiene of course! I turn and rub the suds away, my hand slips down my body to my hips, I stroke the cheeks of my behind bringing my hands up and over my hip bones, sliding them down my pelvis and my upper thighs. I repeat this process a few times before sliding one hand up between my thighs towards my pleasure centre. I trace around my outer lips so lightly I can barely feel it, I convulse with desire. I touch them a little harder, pressing the delicate flesh, feeling it becoming engorged. I plunge one finger inside myself, as the water cascades down my body, and my juices coat my finger. I only have one image rattling round my brain, encouraging me, pushing me onwards, those haunted grey eyes, sparks seem to fly from my fingers as I press down on my clit, stroking it while gently plunging two fingers in and out, those eyes push me further, I feel his hands on mine I feel him taking over, as the quivering begins on the inside walls, I feel him thrusting into me, faster and faster and faster, and oh my god, I come hard and fast, I can feel my juices pouring down my hand and am surprised to see it there.

I could have sworn he was with me, this mysterious Christian who rescues girls in clubs. I'm going to have to seek him out, at least to return his shirt...

A/N: So how do you think that's gonna go? LOL No Christian this chapter, I think he may pop up in the next one though... Let me know what you think and/if I should continue? I'm going to try for weekly updates, but no promises! ;) Thanks for reading Carrie x