A/N: Ok, I know I haven't updated in forever but I've had a lot to deal with. So I'm apologizing to all of you! IM SORRY!!!!!! Anyways, Vince told me that I could have Jeff for 2 boxes of cheerios and some strawberries! Ok, well He told me! But I think I was drunk too...Oh well.
~Jeff's POV~
I leaned in closer to Rachel. This was great. I was tipsy but not drunk enough to not have total control. And I think Rachel was digging the whole kiss thing. I know for a fact I was.
I leaned in and kissed her again. making it last longer this time. She pulled away after a few seconds.
" I think I need another drink." She giggled. "Want one?"
"Sure, I don't think I'm drunk yet anyways." I told her
" I think I am. I'm definitely hallucinating." She smiled walking to the fridge. I slowly got up and followed her into the kitchen.
"I'm serious Rachel. I really like you....alot." I sheepishly told her. She turned around with a beer in each hand. I couldn't resist kissing her. This time it lasted for more than a few minutes.
"Jeff.." Rachel practically moaned after I pulled away.
"Hmm?" I asked taking a beer out of her hand and popping the top.
"I'm Drunk" She continued. "And it might just be me, but Its really hot in here."
"No, Its hot." I told her, realizing that it was rather warm now.
"Im gonna go change, Help yourself to anything." She slurred.
Oh if I could...
~Rachel's POV~
I stumbled upstairs and into my room. I quickly changed into a tank top and a pair of pajama pants. I pulled my hair up into a sloppy ponytail. Wanting to get back to Jeff, I carefully attempted to walk back down the stairs, where I was met by Jeff and another beer.
"Feel better?" Jeff asked looking me up and down.
"Yeah, I am...But I just realized how tired I actually am." I told him.
"Well, it is 4 am." He said glancing at his watch. I grabbed his hand and led him back upstairs to my room.
Before laying down I kissed Jeff once more almost afraid that it would lead to something more. I mean, not that I didn't want to or anything with him, but it was too soon.
Jeff stripped himself of his t-shirt and pants leaving him in a pair of cotton boxers. I crawled into my queen sized bed and lifted the covers inviting Jeff to climb in. He pulled his hair back and joined me. Gingerly he pushed himself closer to me and draped his arm over my waist before passing out. I couldn't sleep though. My mind was plagued with thoughts on what the hell to do now. I had a drunken Jeff and I making out and sleeping in the same bed. I doubted he would remember tomorrow. Not only that, I couldn't hide the fact that I liked him much longer. Why was life such a bitch?
*The next Morning*
I woke up at about 2 in the afternoon. Jeff's arm was still lazily draped over me. I yawned and tried to stretch without waking him, but it was no use.
His eyes blinked open several times and he yawned, lifting his arm off me.
"Morning" He smiled
"Afternoon." I smiled back. He slightly laughed.
"I'm afraid to lift my head up." I whispered to him.
"Why so?"
"Afraid of a hangover from hell." I reminded him that we had been drinking all night.
"So don't lift your head up, we'll just lay here all day, no big deal."
"Jeff? About last night..." I started but Jeff cut me off by placing a soft kiss on my lips.
" I think that last night was great, and that you should be my girlfriend." Another killer smile.
"Are you asking?"
"I guess I am." he smiled again.
"Then I guess my answers yes"
