I woke up the next day with a splitting headache. My arms were wrapped around Olivia, I was thankful that I was fully clothed and the make-out session we had ended with spooning. Olivia was holding my hands, which were resting on her stomach. I attempted to slowly extract my hands from hers but it was difficult, whilst my right arm felt utterly dead from Olivia lying on it all night.

Slowly, I managed to extract myself and I rolled out the bed swiftly. I waited a beat, making sure Olivia was still asleep. I put my wig firmly back in place, straightened my clothes and left the room silently.

Most people were still asleep as it was quite early in the morning. The lounge was a land mine of people sleeping, I jumped my way over them till I got to the kitchen. Sitting on the kitchen counter was Becki, I attempted to turn around but she noticed me and called for me softly.

"Good morning." I said politely, as I made my way to sink for a drink of water.

"Is it?" Becki said, frowning. "I feel like my head is going to explode."

I laughed. "I know how you feel. I drank too much last night too."

"It was a good night through." Becki said, she paused. "Although, I didn't really see that much of you. Where did you disappear off to?"

I blushed.

"Right." Becki laughed, running her hands through her hair. "Lucky girl."

"I don't know about that, I think I'm the lucky one." I said honestly. "Did a guy get lucky enough to get close to you?"

I realised that I was flirting without really meaning to. Becki didn't care, her eyes shone at my words.

"Why? Would you be jealous?" She bantered.

"Of course not." I rolled my eyes.

"The answer is no." Becki hopped off the counter and walked slowly towards my, until we were only a few inches apart. "The guy who would have that luck was elsewhere."

This girl won't give up. Guys weren't like this, they usually got the hint after being rejected a couple of times. Yet, Becki knew how to seduce in a totally sexy way, which was extremely tempting. Just the way Becki was looking at me was making me hot under the collar.

"What's so special about this guy?" I whispered to her with a smirk.

"There are too many answers to that question. The question you have to ask is what's not special about him." Becki whispered back. "There is no answer that I can find to that one."

"Is he all that special? I mean look at you." I glanced down the length of Becki's body, back to her face. "You're perfect. You could get anybody."

"Obviously not." Becki leaned closer so our lips were barely touching. "Cause I can't have him."

"You're quite the charmer." I said softly.

"You can talk Romeo." Becki, wrapped her arms around my neck.

"There you are Sebastian." Duke walked in, Becki jumped away from me. "We've been looking everywhere for you. We're going for breakfast. Bye Becki."

Duke basically grabbed my arm and dragged me away from Becki. Once we were out the house, I yanked my arm back.

"What the hell was that about?" I frowned at Duke, who had stormed ahead to catch with the guys.

"Hey!"

"What do you think you're doing?" He snapped at me, turning around and looking at me angrily.

"What do you mean?"

"That little interaction in there." He pointed with disgust back at the house. "Olivia saw it, she stormed out."

"What?" I shouted. "We were just talking."

"No you weren't! Lots of people saw. You were eye fucking each and about to kiss." Duke yelled. "You're a dick for doing that to Olivia. Especially after all she's been through."

"Nothing happened!"

"Only because I interrupted."

"Nothing would have happened." I insisted.

"You keep telling yourself that. Asshole." Duke left stormed away with those stinging parting words.