Chapter 7

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Blake

I woke up in a bed that was definitely not mine with a big headache. 

My head is pounding as I wait till my eyes adjust to the light. 

Oh Lord what am I doing here?! I asked myself when reality hit me. What am I doing half naked in Liam's bed? My heart started to beat faster as I looked around me only to find an empty bed.

Where is he? Did something happened between us? My eyes filled up with tears as I tried to recall what happened last night. I sat down in the bed and I tried to calm myself down. 

I closed my eyes and tried to remember.

The club. Right, I was with Jen when Liam showed up. Oh God I was so drunk.

What happened next? 

It took me a few minutes to remember something that made me froze.

We kissed.

At the club and here.

That's all I can remember, the memory of his warm lips against mine. Me wrapping my arms around his neck, not pushing him away. 

And then nothing.

I can't remember anything. Did we sleep together? Did he take advantage of me?

No, he wouldn't.

Right?

I would remember if we had sex, right? 

I got out of bed and I put my clothes back on. I feel so ashamed right now. 

I mean, from what I remember, those kisses were not so bad... Actually they were the best kisses I've ever had but still, me standing here, not even knowing if Liam and I slept together, me drinking until I can't remember anything... This is not sane, this is not me.

I took a deep breath and I walked out of the bedroom, looking for Liam. As his house is kind of small, it wasn't hard to find him. 

Here he was, in the living room, sitting on the couch, smoking a cigarette and watching sports on TV.

I walked towards him, slowly but his attention  was still on the TV.

"Ahem..." 

"Oh, you're awake. Finally." He stood up and looked at me coldly.

"Mmh, yeah... About... About last night... Did we... I mean... Did anything happen?" I asked shyly. 

"Oh Blake if anything happened between us you would remember trust me." I looked down, feeling my cheeks turn red.

"Whatever, get the hell out of my house now, and don't ever come back." He stared at me so coldly I thought I was going to freeze. 

"What? But why? What about the tutoring thing?" I was shocked by his behavior, Liam is so hard to read, one minute he's nice, the next he's cold and menacing. 

"I don't give a shit about that ok?! Now I don't want to talk to you ever again, am I clear?" He shouted, reminding me of my mother. 

"But- Why? What did I do? I thought... I thought we were friends..."

"Friends?" He laughed. A laughter that made me want to cry. A laughter that mad me want to disappear, I felt so ashamed. 

"Let me be clear, you're nothing to me, I just wanted to get in your pants but now that I've seen you half naked I can tell you're not my type, AT. ALL." He stated coldly, emphasizing the last words. I could feel my lips trembling as I was holding back my tears.

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