A/N update: I didn't change much, just fixed some grammar and POV.
Jazmine's head pounded as her eyes fluttered open. The smell of food was wafting from downstairs and it made her nauseous to even think about it. Ignoring the pain in her head, she sat up and realized she was in the guest room at Cindy's house. Then she realized that her pants were off underneath the covers and for a moment, she freaked out, only to calm down when she realized her underwear was just how she left them last night. Then she saw a shirtless Huey laying at the end of the king size bed, knocked out.
"What the hell happened last night?" Jazmine shouted. Huey groaned and sat up.
"Nothing happened last night." He yawned out, stretching the sleep from his muscles.
"So why are my pants off?! Why are you on the bed with me?" Jazmine rushed out, standing up and holding the sheet over her body. Huey rolled his eyes and grabbed his shirt from the floor to put it on.
"We didn't do anything. I stopped you from doing something stupid and embarrassing." Huey arched an eyebrow at Jazmine's contorted expression. He turned around to let her get her pants on. "So, you're welcome." He debated on how he should tell her, or if he should even tell her at all. No harm, no foul, right? He could've just kept on with she was drunk out her mind but he had already told her he stopped her from doing something stupid.
Jazmine pushed her legs through her pants and plopped down on the bed. "Huey, what did I do?"
"Do you really want to know?" He smirked at her. She simply nodded her head. "Alright, well… one you were wasted. I had to carry you up here. Second, you were grinding and making out with this guy. Then you told me to go fuck the girl I came to the party with."
"Great," Jazmine mumbled to herself. Leave it to her to do something so stupid. Now that he had told her, she had some vague memories but nothing concrete. She stood up and turned to face Huey. "I'm sorry, I was drunk. So don't… take anything I said personally. Okay?"
"Yeah. Sure." Huey said shortly. "Although it sounded really personal to me."
"It wasn't." Jazmine snapped, stomping out the room, only to slow down as soon as she got outside the room. She didn't have a strong stomach and it would only take a little for her to throw up. Outside the room, the smell of breakfast was stronger. Instinctively she ran straight towards the bathroom and fell onto the floor in front of the toilet.
As she heaved into the toilet, a warm hand rubbed her back slowly. "I don't know what the hell got into you last night."
Jazmine shook her head and flushed the toilet. Once she had rinsed her mouth out she looked up at him. "Yeah, me neither." she stood up shakily and headed back towards the room to get away from the smell of breakfast so she didn't have to throw up again. Huey sighed and helped her back into bed, promising to be back soon with some Gatorade.
Huey wasn't very surprised at the mess that was left downstairs. There were a few stragglers, sleep on the floor. There were empty beer bottles and red cups all over the place. A few blunts littered the floor here and there. There was a stain of… something plastered on the wall in various places. Cindy was sprawled out on one end of the couch while Riley was on the other end.
Huey snorted and kicked at the people on the floor. "Get up! The party been over, it's time to go."
They slowly raised, one by one, and made their way out of the house. Huey went into the kitchen to see Caesar and Ming were helping each other with breakfast, obviously the only ones other than Huey that weren't hungover. Ming didn't drink or smoke and Caesar was strictly weed only. Huey stood beside Caesar, "What are you guys making?"
"Hand me that?" Ming said to Huey, pointing at a spatula. "And breakfast. What's it look like?" She smirked at Huey.
Caesar chuckled. "We got eggs, french toast, sausage, corned beef hash, and pancakes."
"Damn, that's a lot. You know Cindy and Jaz are gonna be outta commission. Riley won't give a shit about a hangover once he wakes up and smells this food." Huey said as he pointed back to the living room.
"Yeah well, I can eat half of this all by myself cause damn I'm hungry as hell."
Huey sighed and shook his head. "Any Gatorade in the fridge? I told Jazmine I'd bring her some up for her hangover."
Caesar smirked and wiggled his eyebrows. "What you do with Jazzy last night?"
"Nothing." Huey deadpanned, opening the fridge and finding the Gatorade pushed towards the back. He grabbed a bottle, ignoring Caesar shaking his head, and went back up the steps. Time and time again his friends had told him that Jazmine was the perfect girl for him. She knew him like the back of her hand, kept him in check whenever she was around and she obviously cared about him. He could admit that she probably would be a good girlfriend, but 'girlfriends' weren't really his thing.
Everybody knew Huey dated around, never tied down to one girl for too long and dropping them as soon as they got the wrong idea. There was nothing wrong with that. He was too young to be tied down to one person, especially when he'd be spending the rest of his life with someone at some point in his life. Why rush things that didn't need to happen?
Even if Jazmine would be a good girlfriend, she was one of his best friends. Maybe not as close as they used to be but she was still important to him. He just wished Hiro and Caesar, even Riley sometimes, would drop the idea of him dating Jazmine. It just wasn't going to happen.
Shaking the thoughts out his head, Huey opened the door to the guest room and saw Jazmine curled up in a ball. "You okay?"
"I'm dying." was her only reply.
"I can tell." Huey sighed as he sat down next to her and handed her the Gatorade. "here."
She sat up slowly and opened it, taking slow and small sips. She sniffed softly then looked at Huey. "Can you stay with me?"
"I don't see why not." Huey shrugged.
Jazmine blushed, "But close enough so that I can smell you?" she shook her head, then stopped abruptly. "It's just that your cologne is making my nausea go away. Or it's just better than smelling the food downstairs."
"So, what are we supposed to do? Cuddle?" Huey smirked at her.
"No, we're not gonna cuddle. Just… Just lay there and shut up." Jazmine turned even redder as she took another sip of her drink. They sat there in silence, one that was normal for them. Huey wasn't always a talker and Jazmine had grown used to him just being quiet sometimes. Besides, she wasn't up for talking excessively in the first place. "Huey?"
"Hmm?" He hummed, staring up at the ceiling.
"Thanks." Jazmine smiled. "You should also wear that cologne more often, it smells really good."
"Yeah? I got it the other day. Was running out of my other one." He shrugged.
"I figured." Jazmine sighed softly. "What's going on downstairs?"
"Ming and Caesar are cooking. Riley and Cindy are sleeping on the couch. I kicked everyone else out. Other than that, not much. It's a mess down there though, gonna take a lot of cleaning. I also think there's cum on the wall…"
"Gross." Jazmine shuddered. "It was a pretty good party though."
"Yeah, it was. Even though you're the reason I had to ditch my date for the whole night. She's pissed by the way. Be happy you're my best friend." Huey sighed as he laid his arms behind his head.
Jazmine rolled her eyes. Why the hell would she care about Huey's date in the first place? "So what? Not like you were gonna pay her any mind after last night."
"What's it matter to you if I pay attention to someone or not?"
"I didn't say it mattered. I just don't see why you think it's okay to date everything has a vagina and is over 18. You keep going from girl to girl acting like there isn't someone who's right for you." Jazmine snapped.
"Obviously if I found someone who was right for me I wouldn't be doing all that. Actually, you know what? I probably would. I'm too young to be tied down." Huey barked back. He sat up on the bed and stared at Jazmine. Maybe if she'd just mind her damn business this wouldn't even be a problem. He shook his head angrily and put his hands up. "Actually, I'm not having this conversation with you. I do what I want. I'll talk to you later." Huey climbed off the bed and left the room, closing the door behind him.
Jazmine shrugged her shoulders and turned on her side and just before he was out the door she said, "Whatever. Maybe if you'd just open your eyes."
Back downstairs, everyone sans Jazmine and Cindy was sitting around the table, piling the food onto their plates. Riley had eventually woken up, his hangover not getting the best of him. Huey was still pissed off, but he wasn't going to spoil everyone else's mood with his own. All though, he did plan on talking about it to Caesar and Hiro at one point. And if push came to shove, then he'd be stuck with Riley's shitty advice.
Huey cleared his throat, "I gotta question."
"What is it?" Caesar asked, a fork right to his mouth.
"Shoot," Riley said with a mouth full of pancake.
Ming simply looked up at him.
"Me and Jazmine just had an argument, I guess. But right before she said, 'maybe if you'd just open your eyes.' What the hell does that mean?"
Ming snorted, "What the hell were you two talking about in the first place?"
"I bet it was about how he's a man-hoe." Caesar and Riley busted out laughing.
"I'm not a man-hoe, shut the hell up," Huey muttered. "But yes we were talking about my dating habits."
"She likes you. Dumbass." Ming rolled her eyes, ignoring the rest of the conversation and going back to eating. Ming was always very straight to the point and if she said it, it had to be true.
"She likes me?" he asked himself.
"Yeah… Everyone has known forever. Sorry man." Caesar shrugged at his best-friend.
Everyone went back to eating like normal while Huey was going through a mini existential crisis over Jazmine, his best friend, liking him. He mulled over my thoughts over and over again. Usually, he picked up stuff like that so fast, so how could he even miss Jazmine liking him in the first place? There had never been any hints, she was always just Jazmine. Jazmine always acted like Jazmine, and not that there was anything wrong with that, it just was unexpected. He could only be happy that Cindy wasn't awake because he would only hear a mouthful of crap from her.
This didn't change anything though, right? Plenty of girls had liked him before, girls just as good as Jazmine DuBois, and that had never stopped him before. So why should it stop him from pushing her to the side now?
Finally updated after... 3 months. Sorry about that.
This one is a little bit shorter, but I promise the next one will be longer since we'll be diving into the whole point of the story.
R&R :)