I knew I'd had far too much to drink last night before I'd even opened my eyes. I had left what I assumed were my curtains open, so the sunlight streamed through the windows, piercing my eyes in a blur. As my eyes adjusted, I started to observe my surroundings. I wasn't in my room as I had previously thought, but in one slightly different, slightly bigger. I ran my hand down my side so I could see what I was wearing, but I didn't get very far. I found I was wearing a bra, but before I could see what I was wearing on my bottom half, my finger encountered an arm. My fingers barely touched it and, as if on cue, it tightened around my waist, the owner pulling me closer into them. I reached down to the edge of the duvet and flicked it back, revealing the arm that had me trapped.

"Oh god." I whispered to myself, the words barely making it out of my mouth as my caught in my throat. I jumped out of the bed, collapsing on the floor next to it, staring at the bed in horror as if I had discovered a dead body lying next to me. But no, it wasn't a dead body, this was much worse.

I peered over the edge to of bed to see Andy lying on his side, reaching around the spot where I had just been, trying to find me. I dug through the clothes that covered the floor, finally finding my dress and pulled it on just in time for Andy to open his eyes. I turned my back to him and started searching for my shoes.

"You okay, baby?" He mumbled, still half asleep.

"I'm not your baby!" I spat at him. I tried to hide the fact that I was about to burst into tears. I felt so ashamed of myself, but I wasn't going to let him know that.

"Was I that bad last night?" Andy laughed. This only made me angrier, like I could turn around and punch him.

"Really though, are you okay?" He asked once he realised how mad I was. "Did I do something to upset you?" I heard him get up, wrap a sheet around himself and come sit down next to me, trying to catch my eye. He seemed genuinely concerned, but it was too late for that.

"Of course you did something to upset me! God, I can't believe I slept with you." I fought hard to hide the tears that were slipping into my words.

"I'm sorry! I guess you just seemed up for it, and you're so beautiful. I just wanted to take the chance to be with you." He sat back against the bed looking kind of hurt. Great, now I was the one feeling guilty.

"Look, Andy." I sat back against the bed next to him. "I don't feel that way about you okay?"

"That okay. I don't feel like that either. Beautiful is just a nicer word then fucking hot." I couldn't help but giggle at that. He really was a nice guy, and I knew I'd had to tell him the reason I was freaking out."

"Andy I'm a virgin." I said, not looking at him. "Well I was, before last night that is."

"Shit really?"

"The surprise in your voice is not helping your situation."

"Sorry. Don't worry though, you couldn't tell! Last night was pretty mind-blowing." He said, as if he were trying to reassure me.

"Well I'd give you a review too, if I could remember it that is."

"You don't remember a thing?"

"Nope. If I did, I would be way more awkward around you right now."

"Okay, well I'll tell you what. We forget this ever happened and from now on we are nothing but friends. I look out for you and you do that same for me, because I actually really like you and I think we could be really good mates. And I promise not to tell a soul. Deal?"

"I think that sounds good. Though I may go now, just as soon as I find my shoes, that is." I got up to start looking for them.

"They're in your room." I turn and looked at him, confused. "Just before we got into it last night, you sprinted out of my room and when you came back you weren't wearing any shoes. You said it was because you didn't want to ruin them. To be honest, I started to get a bit scared at that point." Andy explained.

"Okay that extra detail right there? That is not forgetting last night happened." I turned and walked out of his room quietly, tip-toeing to the bathroom so I wouldn't get caught. I slammed the door behind me and lent up against it. Even though I was okay with Andy, I needed the feeling of him off my skin.