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Chapter 2 - Chapter 1: Where is the bathroom?

Vanessa

I closed my eyes tightly and I continued screaming as loud as I could, but my screaming fit was cut short by a large, yet soft hand over my mouth.

I opened my eyes to see Alex's face close to mine and his warm hand covering my mouth. I must say, he looked sexy with his disheveled hair, and his blue eyes which were looking at me inquisitively made me shiver.

"Promise me you won't scream anymore," He whispered and I nodded frantically.

He removed his hand from my lips and I watched him back away slowly, till he was off the bed completely. I quickly shielded my eyes because I knew he was naked. I heard him lightly laugh at my action, while I struggled not to die of embarrassment.

Am I the only one that felt screaming wasn't the best option?

You couldn't blame me, if you found yourself in a bed that wasn't yours and you couldn't recall even stepping a foot into the room, you would do the same.

"You can open them now," I hear him say after a minute or two.

I slowly opened my eyes, and I was surprised to see him fully clothed.

I mean like who dresses in just two minutes?

'Cause I know I take forever to dress up especially for school. But Mr Blue eyes over there used just two minutes--just two minutes. He has to share his wonder powers with me.

"Are you okay?" He asked, cutting me off. I was about to ask him to share his powers with me, because I really needed it in this dire situation,with my panties way up there and my--

"Are you okay?" He asked again, his brows furrowed in concern.

Why would I be okay?

I mean, look at us. Especially me, I'm NAKED.

I looked up to see his worried face, unable to speak I shook my head 'no'.

"I know you have a lot of questions," He said, calmly.

Why the heck would he be so calm in this situation?

I nodded again clutching to the bed spread as if my life depended on it.

"I do too...I really do." He started walking back and forth, biting his lower lip as he does so."Wait, I think I'm recalling some things that happened last night," He said.

"Can I ask my questions now?" I asked him.

"Shoot," He replied, still pacing.

"First of all where am I? How did I get into the house and the room? Why am I not at home? Why are you here? Why am I here and unclad?" I asked all at the same time. "Oh My God, you...you...you abducted me!" I gasped. "Did you? Did you? Did you? because if you did then I'm pretty sure my mom can afford the ransom. State your price would you? and let me go!" I ranted and ended up screaming at him.

At this point, he stopped pacing and he turned to face me.

"Calm down. I mean sorry sorry sorry..you..you..you have every right to freak out but first of all, you are at my house because I threw a party last night and you came with Sabrina and Trisha, do you remember?" He asked.

"Yeah...I do now," I replied, recalling events that happened the day before.

"So you know how Trisha like to play matchmaker, she made Candace get both of us drunk.We were so wasted and we started making out, we kinda made our way here and we had you know," He said while scratching the back of his head awkwardly.

"That's why you are unclad and no, I did not abduct you, nor do I want ransom,"

I thought I was the only one finding this awkward.

From what I heard, it seemed like we had sex, but the weird thing was that I didn't remember anything suggesting we did.

I remembered when we arrived at the party, it was one of the craziest parties like ever. I also recalled when Alex and I were being forced by Candace to take shots, but I certainly do not remember making out with him, nor do I remember coming into this room or having sex.

"I don't remember making out with you or any thing after that," I voiced out my thoughts.

"Like I said we were wasted," Alex said.

"But how do you remember?" I asked, confused.

"I wasn't as wasted as you were, you know you are not much of a drinker. I can still remember a little of what happened," He explained.

True! I don't really know how to handle too much alcohol. I mean who does?

"How sure are you anything happened between us?" I stupidly, inquired.

"Is that enough proof?" He asked as he pointed to my underwear on the frame.

That immediately brought colour to my face.

"I'm really, really, really, sorry. I like you a lot and I would never want it to happen this way. I'm really sorry for taking advantage of your drunken state, please forgive me." He apologised.

"Come! let me give you a ride home and by the way you should get dressed," He advised.

I still hadn't wrapped my head around everything happening, but I decided to remain calm.

"What is the time and today's date?" I asked while I was picking my clothes.

"10:00am," He answered as he handed me my underwear, I blushed again. "and it's May 2nd,"

"May 2nd!" I screeched. "10:00am?" I practically screamed again.

"Anything-"

"Holy crap!" I cut him off and ran to the bathroom like my life depended on it--oh well-- IT FUCKING DOES--and yes I dragged the duvet along with me, I didn't run naked.

I halted in my tracks, when I remembered this was not my house.

I turned to look at him and with pleading eyes, I asked, "Where is the bathroom?"