Chapter 7
A/N: Hey everyone, thanks so much for the reviews!!! They really encourage me to write faster… hint hint!! Hehe, anyways, enjoy chappy 7!
Knock, knock, knock.
"What is it?" I asked groggily.
"Seth?" a curious voice asked, "Why is there a strange girl sleeping in your room?"
"Oh, that's Summer," I said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Summer huh? And why is she in your room?" Mom asked.
"Well, you see, she forgot her parents were going on vacation and forgot to get a key for after the party," I explained.
That seemed to do because she gave me a look and left.
I looked over at Ryan's sleeping form. Apparently he hadn't' heard me come in last night. I shuck him a few times to wake him up.
"Ryan, you will never believe who is sleeping in my bed?"
Ryan let out a groan and lazily opened his eyes, "I give up, who?"
I was going to make him guess, but I just couldn't hold it in any longer, "Summer!"
That seemed got Ryan interested, "You didn't."
"Ryan, this is me we're talking about. She came over after the party because she was locked out of her house."
Ryan nodded in understanding.
"Okay, enough of this chit-chat," I said, "I'm going to go check on Summer to see if she needs anything."
"Alright."
I quietly opened up my door and peered into my room. Summer lay in my bed, all sprawled, with half of her body under the covers. She was lying on her side, facing me. When Summer sleeps, she looks very peaceful and… innocent, as if she was dreaming about sugar plum fairies, or something like that. I was hesitant to wake her since she looked so comfortable, but it was already quarter to one, and I figured she probably had plans for the day.
I sat on the edge of the bed and Summer turned in her sleep. I touched her hair, hoping to wake her up.
"Summer."
She stirred a little bit and slowly opened her eyes.
"Good morning, sleeping beauty," I said.
Her eyes widened with astonishment, "Cohen, what the hell am I doing in your room? We didn't…?"
"Oh, no no no, heavens no. Don't you remember a thing?"
"I remember a party," her brows furrowed for a minute, "umm a hot new guy, and… that's about it."
"Well, you said you parents were out of town, and you forgot your key to get into your house."
Summer seemed to accept that, "Whatever. Say, is it warm in here or is it just me?"
"No, not especially, are you feeling okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, just a little nauseas," she said, "Hey, where's your bathroom."
"Second door on the-" I started to say as Summer quickly covered her mouth with her hand. She ran up, me directing the way, to the bathroom.
She rushed to the toilet and let it all out. I hovered over her for a minute, not quite sure what to do, so I lifted the hair off her shoulder and looked away.
After about five minutes of throwing up, Summer finally stood up.
"Ewww gross! I didn't think I got that drunk!"
I just stood there for a moment, and once in my life, not knowing anything to say.
"Oh my god. You just saw me puke!!" Summer said, becoming self conscious.
"Oh, it's nothing I haven't seen before. I'm going to go now. You can take a shower if you want."
"Finally, something useful comes out of your mouth," she snapped.
I looked at her incredulously. I just gave her a place to sleep for the night, and held back her hair while she threw up, and this was the thanks I got. I was starting to wonder what I actually saw in Summer. Sure, she was good looking, but I always thought there was more to her than just that. Maybe I was wrong.
I turned around to leave, but her voice stopped me, "Wait! I guess I'm just a little crabby. I mean, I don't even know what I did last night, and I just threw up… and-"
"Is this supposed to be an apology?" I asked.
She huffed, exasperated, "I was getting there. Yes, Seth, I'm sorry, for snapping at you." She paused for a moment, "Oh, and thanks for letting my sleep here and stuff."
I smiled, "No problem."
She looked around the room for a few minutes, "We're done here," she said.
"Oh, shower, right," I said nervously, "Holler if you need anything."
I sat down next to Ryan, who was munching on some cereal. I grabbed the box and poured myself a bowl. I was about to get up for the milk, when my dad stopped me.
"Here you go, Seth. Oh, by the way, was that Summer with you that I saw run down the hall?"
I nodded.
"And why is Ms. Roberts in our house?"
I sighed. This whole explaining why there was a girl in my bed was getting rather tedious. Ryan must have noticed and filled my dad in.
"Well, Seth, that was very nice of you," He said brightly.
Just then, Summer walked in. She was ringing out her wet hair while walking towards us.
"Hello, Summer," Dad said, "We're having lunch, well breakfast in their case, would you like to join us?"
She shuck her head, "No thanks. I think I'm going to leave. Thanks again."
I looked longingly at her, "It was my pleasure."
She stood there for a moment, awkwardly, "Well, bye then."
"Bye," Ryan said through chews.
"Bye, Summer. It was good to see you again," Dad said.
Summer gave him a smile and walked out.
After she left, they both sent a smirk in my direction.
"What?"
Another A/N: Sorry, that chapter was kind of a filler. I'm sort of going through writers block, so suggestions are very welcome!!