Chapter 6: Moring After

Paige's Pov-

My head was throbbing painfully beyond words. I tried to open my eyes but the sunlight stung in my eyes like a thousand daggers when I just opened them slightly, so I quickly shut them.

Fuck, how much did I drink? I couldn't even remember how I got home. Last night was just a blur and when I tried to remember more my pounding headache almost turned explosively painful.

I knew that I eventually had to get out of my bed but right now I wished I was dead so the throbbing would end. Stupid wine, never again.

I had no idea what the time was and I didn't care, all I did was praying that Aaron wouldn't run into my room and try to wake me up, he would do that some days.

"Hey! Booze hounds!" An aggressive voice echoed, feeling like my head was caught in a vice I groaned and tried to wave off whoever was talking.

"Wake up!" The voice yelled again and I would have yelled back if I didn't have the worse hangover of my life.

"Shut up!" Another voice said in agony and I couldn't take it anymore, I grabbed the pillow and placed it above my head as I tried to bury my head into the bed.

"Paige, you know that won't help. Here drink this." I heard Hanna's voice say as some heavy steps walked closer to me and I reached out to grab whatever she was handing me.

"It helps if you look." Hanna annoyed as I reached after what she was handing me.

I managed to force myself to say "Eyes hurt…" as I fumbled with my left hand after what Hanna was trying to give me as I covered my eyes with my right arm.

I was about to give up as I felt Hanna grab my wrist and she put a glass in it.

I just brought the glass to my mouth and quickly drank it, I chugged the drink as fast I didn't notice what it tasted like, I just assumed whatever it was it'd help against my headache.

I once again tried to open my eyes, but everything it was still too bright making it feel like I was a vampire in daylight.

"Shades… please." I groaned and then I heard some footsteps walk a few steps away from my bed but then return and I felt my shades being placed on me.

"You're lucky I'm happy to live here." Hanna said as I opened my eyes once more and this time I could see without feeling a sharp sting into my eyes.

I looked at Hanna, she was crossing her arms and frowned at me.

"What?" I asked.

"You ripped my dress." Hanna said.

"It looked hot." I heard a voice next to me say and I looked over to see Emily lying next to me, she was about as shitfaced as I was.

"I looked back and forth between Emily and Hanna and then I asked. "Did she and I… you know?" I wasn't even sure how to ask especially since Emily was right next to me.

"You wish, both of you just passed out when I got you in the bed." Hanna said.

That was a relief, I wouldn't want my first time with Emily to be like last night could have been.

"You know, I bet Aaron will be excited when he finds out that your home." Hanna said.

"I'll give you a thousand dollars if you tell him I slept at a friend." I said, I was not in any shape to deal with an over excited kid right now.

"Make it two thousand." Hanna said.

"Screw you." I groaned as my hangover was tormenting me.

"Ok, I'll drive Aaron to his day care so you can get some rest, boozehound." Hanna said then she left my bedroom, slamming the door as she left.

"So loud." Emily groaned.

"No more frat parties for us." Mumbled as a joke.

"Never again." Emily said in a very soft voice.

That was followed by a long silence as I assumed Emily passed out, can't blame her I wasn't in any condition to even try to get out of bed myself, the only thing to do was to try to get some rest and wait for the hangover to pass.

Several hours later:

A loud thud woke me up. At this point I felt good enough to get up. I looked over to where I heard the noise and saw Emily standing there. She was out of bed and looked like she was trying to sneak out.

"Leaving already?" I joked and Emily froze, like she had been caught trying to steal something.

She slowly turned to me and smiled sheepishly as she said. "I don't want to outstay my welcome."

"I don't mind you staying, I don't mind at all." I said and Emily sat down on the bed.

"Some first date." She said and I sat up next to her.

"Yeah, it didn't go as planned." I answered.

"How about next time we just… I don't know go bowling or play tennis or just watch a game?" Emily suggested.

I liked that idea, we seemed to have pushed ourselves way too much for this first date and it didn't end up so well, but I'd still go on a second date with her.

"It's a date." I said and a bright smile showed on Emily's face.

We sat like that for a while until Emily broke the silence by asking "What's the time?"

I looked over to my alarm clock and I was very surprised when I read that it was 4:45 pm.

"Wow, that's late." Emily said then her stomach started to growl very loudly.

"Hungry?" I asked.

"You could say that." Emily answered and I got up and put on a hoodie that was laying on the floor. "Come on, let's see if there something in the fridge." I said and we went to the kitchen where we both were greeted by the smell of a room temperature pizza.

I saw a pizza box on the table with a note attached to it.

'HI PAIGE, I THOUGHT YOU WOULD WANT SOME OF THIS, I BROUGHT AARON TO THE MOVIES SO YOU TWO COULD SLEEP OFF YOUR HANGOVER.'

Emily and I wasted no time in opening the pizza box and helped ourselves to a slice of the delicious grease covered food our empty stomachs were so desperately craving.

We didn't bother to warm it in the microwave, we were too hungry for that. It was a good thing Aaron didn't saw us now since I had been very clear about to do's and don'ts when I taught him table manners and now I was pretty much breaking all my own rules.

The Pizza was gone in under five minutes and I looked over to Emily and laughed as I saw that she had some melted cheese stuck on her cheek.

"What is it?" Emily asked.

"Oh it's nothing bad, just cheesy." I joked as I rubbed away the cheese from her cheek.

"I guess we were both to hungry to focus." I said and Emily nodded.

"I don't know what you think about me…" Emily started but I cut her off.

"I think you're someone who craves pizza just as much as I do after a night of drinking." I said.

"So, you still want a second date?" Emily asked very nervously.

"How about we make it alcohol free?" I asked.

"It's a deal." Emily said.

Then we sat at the table for a while just talking until Emily said she had to get home, I offered to give her a lift but she insisted on walking home.

I hated that she had to leave, once she had left I felt lonely. I had no idea what I would do, so I just stood there and hoped that something would happened that made me think about something else, other that I was alone.