Chapter 8.

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I woke up, feeling like a train crossed over my head. It hurted so much.

I turned around to search for my phone, and when I turned around, I almost fell from the bed. A shirtless Martijn was sleeping next to me. Oh. My. God.

What the hell is he doing in my room?! Wait, this isn't my room. Oh my god, I'm in his room!

I grabbed my phone to see what time it is, it was already 8. Shit, my mom is home.

"Shit" I said out loud, and that caused Martijn to wake up

"Hey what.." he was confused

"Can you explain me what the fuck am I doing in your bed?" I asked, in a hursh tone

"Good morning to you too" he pulled himself up so he was in half-sitting half-lying position

"Good morning, now tell me" I said in calmer tone

"You don't remember?" He asked

"Remember what?"

"You got really drunk last night" he said and some parts came in my mind but not really all

"But what am I doing in your bed?" I asked, slightly pissed off, answer me for fucks sake

"Well if I found your key I would leave you in your room" he said

"It's right here in my pocket you mor.. oh my god you took off my pants?!" I almost screamed at him, but when I realised that mom could hear us, I repeated the same, but in more silent tone

"You took off my pants?!" I whispered

"Chill out, it was dark I didn't see anything. And sorry for taking care of you. I didn't know that you wanted to sleep in front of your room" he said

"You're right, sorry.. Did mom see us?" I asked. I have no right to yell at him, he probably saved my ass

"No she didn't don't worry" he said. His voice was so cute, and his hair too, it was so messy

"Thank you Martijn." I said and he smiled "What happened last night?" I asked, I have no idea what happened, all I know is that we went to that party and that I started drinking vodka, and that is pretty much it

"You don't know what happened?" He asked, he looked surprised

"No, tell me" I said, quite confused

"You don't remember the kitchen scene?" He asked, and that is when my memory came back. Earth open so I could fall in

"Oh my god..." I remember now. I kissed Martijn

"Yeah. I have to admit, you are a good kisser, even when you are drunk" he was smirking

"Shit.. I'm a good kisser?! Liar! That was.. that was my first kiss ever." I looked down to my legs

"That was your first kiss?!" He lifted up himself in a fully sitting position, he looked shocked

"Yes.. I'm sorry that you had to expirience that" I said. This is bad. God knows what he thinks about me now

"Haha Serena, it was a pretty good first drunk kiss" he was laughing

"Shut up!" I covered my face with my hands "okay now cover your face, I need to dress up" I said

"Fine" he took the blankets and putted them on his face

When I was sure that he wasn't watching, I got up faster then the speed of light and took my pants.

After one minute, I was dressed up

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