As Emily woke, the first thing she noticed was how dry her throat was, it felt like sandpaper in her mouth. Next she realised the tremendous pounding in her head, it was trobbing as she reached her hand up to rub her forehead. Emily slowly opened her eyes which were still full of sleep to be greeted by the room spinning around her. She groaned as she tried to focus her eyes. Slowly she came around and the ceiling above her stilled. As she looked around the room she suddenly realised that she was not in her own bed. In fact, she had no idea who's room this was. Emily bolted up in the bed as she tried to figure out where she was. Her memory of the night before was foggy. As she sat up the covers had slide down and Emily realised she was naked. Panic become ever more evident as she desperately tried to remember the events of the night before. Emily looked to her left, there was no one in the bed with her. Had she done something stupid? She cursed herself for getting so drunk. She looked to ger right as she remained sitting in the bed and noticed a figure curled up in a ball on a chair in the corner of the room. Paige.
"Shit". She cursed as she clashed her hands over her mouth. Suddenly the events of the night before were flooding back to her. She remembers vodka, lots and lots of vodka. She remembers Paige sat at the bar with her, both sat in an awkward silence for hours but yet neither choosing to leaving each other's company. So instead they drank. She traced her brain for the remainder of the night but the last she can remember was staring at a glass of double vodka in the early hours of the morning. The rest remained a blurr. Was she stupid enough to have slept with Paige? How the hell did they go from not speaking a word to one another to sleeping with each other? This can't be happening, Emily thought to herself.
Emily felt herself overcome with shame and guilt. God only knows what she had said to Paige in her drunken stupoer. She couldn't face her this morning and having to rehash the events of the night before. Was best to sneak off while Paige was still sleeping. Where were her cloths though? As Emily wrapped the bed throw around her naked body she quietly got up and made her way around the bed in search of her cloths. Suddenly she stubbed her toe off the foot of the bed.
"Fuck" She cried out as she jumped around on pain.
"Em what's wrong?" Shit, she thought to herself, she had woken Paige and any chance of a sneaking off quietly was gone. Emily stood frozen in place, suddenly she felt an hand on her shoulder.
"Dont." Emily said as she shrugged off Paige's touch. Guilt washed over Emily again, she knew she shouldn't snap at Paige, she just had so much anger burning up inside her. She was angry for letting lastnight happen. She had to find out exactly what happened. Emily sat on the edge of the bed, the bed throw still wrapped around her. She looked up to find Paige staring at her intently.
"Paige, last night, did we.. you know?" Emily asked as she stared at her feet, feeling a blush creep up her neck and into her face.
"You can't remember?" Paige said still staring intently at Emily. "I showed you some of my best moves last night Fields, can't believe it wasn't memorable for you."
Emily shot her head up to look at Paige, panic written all over her face as her mouth dropped open. She couldn't form a sentence so just stared at Paige. Suddenly Paige burst out laughing. Emily could not see the funny side to this.
"Oh relax Em, nothing happened. You really don't remember do you?" Paige said as she could see the panic drain out of Emilys face.
Emily just shook her head. Relieved that she had not been stupid enough to have a drunken one night stand with her ex, but she was still worried that she may have said something stupid. As the saying goes, the truth comes out when your drunk, and the last thing she needed was for Paige to know how she truly felt.
Paige took a seat beside Emily on the bed. She could see that the girl was struggling so she thought it was best to enlighten her on exactly what happened last night.
"You drank yourself into a state, could barely stand let alone make your way home. So Hanna suggested you stay in one of the hotel rooms. Her mom sorted it, Hanna said it was best someone stay with you to keep an eye incase you were sick during the night. I couldn't let her do it on the night of her engagement party so I offered to stay. We got up here and you got sick all over your dress so I went outside to get my suitcase from my car and give you a change of cloths and when I came back you had stripped yourself naked and we're lying on top of the bed." Paige finished explaining an looked at Emily who had her face cover with her hands. She let out a groan, embarrassment taken over her.
"Dont worry Em, I was the perfect gentlemen, I got you under the covers and then I slept on the chair." She finished hoping to settle Emily racing mind.
"Right, and did I say anything stupid?" Emily asked hesitantly, not quite sure if she really wanted to know the answer.
"You may have had a few choice words for me, but it's okay, I deserved them." Paige said flatly as she shifted her gaze from Emily to her own hands. Emily chanced a look at Paige, she looked upset.
Emily stood up, her head was spinning and she was suddenly over come with a range of emotions. She had to get out of this room, she had to put distance between herself and Paige because the feelings she was suddenly experiencing for Paige were burning intently.
"I got to go, thanks for staying to watch me, really you shouldn't have, I would have been fine." Emily blurred out as she made her way to the door,just as she put her hand on the handle she heard Paige call her.
"Ah Em, aren't you forgetting something?" Paige asked with an amused look on her face.
Emily glanced around the room unsure of what Paige was referring too.
"Clothes?" Paige laughed.
Emily looked down suddenly realising that she was still wrapped in the bed throw belonged to the hotel.
"Right. Shit." Emily said frowning, she had no change of clothes with her and her dress was apparently ruined by her own vomit.
"Here, I've got my suitcase, you can borrow a change of clothes." Paige offered as she began rummaging through the case. She handed Emily a pair of sweats, converse and a Stanford hoodie. Emily took them from Paige giving her a small smile before moving to the bathroom to get changed.
As she emerged from the bathroom Paige was standing in her bra and sweats clearly in the middle of changing clothes herself.
"Shit sorry." Emily blurted as she turned so her back was facing a half naked Paige.
"It's alright Em, not like you haven't seen it all before." Paige laughed in amusement at how easily flustered she made Emily.
Emily hesitantly turned back around to see a now fully dressed Paige. She had caught a quick glimpse of her in her bra and had to say she looked good. She was still lean and muscular, clearly still training hard. Emily shook her head, she had to get these thoughts out of her head.
"Okay well I better go then." Emily said as she raced to the door, the room suddenly felt very hot and she was flustered. How was Paige still having this effect on her after all this time?
"We never did get a chance to talk lastnight Em, and I'd really like if we could." Paige spoke quickly before Emily had disappeared from the room. Emily froze in her tracks. She knew in the back of her mind that they would eventually have to sit down and rehash the past, however it was something she was dreading.
"Besides I have an excuse to see you now, to get my cloths back." Paige said matter of factly, smiling to herself as she knew Emily wouldn't be able to talk herself out of that one.
"Right...yeah..am I can drop these off later." Emily said trying to buy herself time to think, she had to give the girl back her clothes so she had no choice but to see her again.
"We say the Brew at 2pm? Think it's best we steer clear of vodka today." Paige laughed.
"The Brew, sure. 2pm." Emily repeated, she was cursing herself for not being able to form a proper sentence all morning, God only knows what a state she would be in when they meet later.
"Great, see you then Em." Paige said brightly as she smiled at Emily who was still staring at her like a deer in headlights.
"Okay, bye." Emily managed to say as she left the room. Fuck, fuck, fuck, she cursed to herself. Of all the times over the past few years that she imagined her and Paige reuniting, never once did she think it would play out like it just had. She managed to completely make a fool of herself and then couldn't manage to form a single sentence. She had convinced herself all along that she was angry at Paige, but seeing her had tore all that emotion down and now she was more confused then ever by her feelings.