Love in the Old

A Reintroduction

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Amaya's P.O.V.

I woke up to a pounding headache.

And to an unfamiliar surrounding.

This isn't my bed, or my dorm.

I looked around the room, and took notice of the clothes scattered all over the place.

Then it hit me.

Adam.

Breakup.

Café.

Dorm.

Party.

Drinks.

Lot and lots of drinks.

Then, I spent the entire night literally screaming my lungs out with someone.

I just couldn't remember who I did it with.

I carefully and slowly start to move out of the bed, I needed to make sure I left the apartment quietly.

"Where are you going?" A deep voice said.

A deep, familiar voice.

Then it hit me.

I spent the night with him.

With Jay.

The man I actually despise.

Does he know that we're sworn enemies? Apparently not.

I guess drunk me doesn't know that either.

"Jay, please."

"You feel so good."

I cringed as bits and pieces of last night entered my mind.

"I'm going to my dorm. I have a lot of work to do." I said trying to find an excuse to leave.

"Are you going to do that with no clothes on?" He asked.

I gasped, and quickly used the blanket to cover myself.

"I'll go shower and make us breakfast. You can dress up or whatever." He said leaving the bed.

I would've appreciated if he had put on some pants. No one needs to see a raging hard on at, I checked the clock,

"It's 1:26 pm?" I asked in shock.

"Yes Amaya, you've been knocked out for quite sometime." He said laughing.

I could feel my body heating up.

"I guess I put you to sleep didn't I."

I groaned and covered my face with a pillow.

Not only did I break up with Adam yesterday, but I had gone to a party, got super drunk at said party, and had the best sex of my life with my enemy.