Lost Love

Chapter 20

I woke up at 10am. That's what the alarm clock said next to me, anyway. I could feel a weight around my bare waist, which shocked me a bit, before I remembered last night's events. As I looked around the room without waking Kyle up, I saw the two empty condom packets discarded on the floor, the used ones around here somewhere. I saw our clothes where they had landed all around the room, and finally, I looked down on my naked body. Usually, after one-night stands, I feel gross. I don't know why I didn't today. Maybe because I knew that Kyle was a good guy, and this wouldn't change anything between us; he wouldn't want a relationship out of it, like many of the others. There were only two days until the wedding, so I should be getting home to help with last minute things.

I rolled over and nudged Kyle. He stirred, but didn't wake up. I tried again, and nothing. Giving up, I reached out and got my bra from the floor and put it on, followed by my panties. Once they were on, I got out of the bed and over to where my dress was lying on the floor in a crumpled heap. As I was putting it back on, he spoke.

"Damn, I thought we could go for round three" he said groggily, making me smile. "You weren't going to leave without saying goodbye, were you?" he asked, smirking and faking hurt.

"I was seriously thinking about it. You wouldn't wake up!" I argued, smiling. He chuckled and sat up, the covers covering his lower half. "But I do have to go. My best friend's wedding is in two days" I say and zip up the dress myself. He nodded.

"Alright, I'll walk you out" he says. I nod and leave for my jacket and phone which were on the bar still. He came out wearing sweats that hung very low on his hips, making his V line visible. "Stop checking me out" he smirked.

"I have the right to. After last night" I winked and slipped my jacket on, knowing it would be cold outside. I grabbed my handbag and we walked to the elevator together.

"I had fun last night. We should do it again sometime" he winked. "But seriously, it was really nice. Especially the talking with you earlier" he said seriously.

"Yeah, it was. We should catch up soon. Get a burger or something" I say. He nodded, smiling genuinely.

"I'd like that. Sammy, you by far have been my favourite one night stand" he chuckled and kissed my cheek.

"Same goes, Kyle. I'll see you around" I say and step into the elevators, and the doors closed with a final wave from us both.

I walked slowly from the cab into my building, then from the entrance to the elevator, then from the elevator to the front door of the loft, which was only two steps. I paused outside and heard talking and laughter inside. I gulped. Gracie knew I had loads of one night stands. Hell, they all did. But what if her parents are here, or Tom's parents? I'd be totally embarrassed.

Eventually, I built up the courage and opened the front door and walked in, seeing all the guys with Gracie on the couch. I let out a relieved breath and they looked to me.

"There you are! God, when you didn't call last night I got worried. Then, I rang Jedd, who rang Georgia, who said you left work with some male model, and then I knew where you were" Gracie winked, smirking. I playfully glared at her. "So, how was he? Are models better than actors?" she asked, earning a glare from Tom. "Hey, I'm just curious. None of them would have anything on you babe" she said and he relaxed. "Answer the questions" she said, then all eyes went to something behind me. I turned around, heels in hand, and my eyes widened.

"Hey, where were you last night?" he asked and sat with Dylan on the couch. They all looked at me, four sets of eyes filled with anxiety, awaiting my answer, and the fifth pair filled with curiosity and fear.

"Nice to see you, Fletcher. Last night? Oh, I was... uh, at, um..."

A/N:

Guess who's back, back, back. Back again, gain, gain. FLETCHERS BACK, BACK, BACK. TELL A FRIEND, END, END.

-Misfit