Yawning and stretching my arms I began to squint as the sunlight beamed through the blinds. This wasn't my bed. I was only in my underwear and wearing a guys shirt. This guy was asleep next to me.
Oh my fucking Jackson. It's fucking Matt, Matt fucking Champion. I didn't drink last night, right? I had sex with Matt. This is not right, I don't even remember it. For fuck sake, where's Ciaran?
I panicked and began too look for my phone on the phone. Under my clothes, of course it was. I rapidly texted Merlyn.Me:
I think I've had sex with MattMe:
Did I drink last night?Me:
MERLYN IM PANICKINGMe:
IS CIARAN OKAYMerlyn:
Hold the fuck upMerlyn:
Why'd you think thisMe:
I woke up in his bed with his shirt on and underwear AND DID I FUCKING DRINK LAST NIGHTMerlyn:
YES, A LOT. U ARE MATT WERE BOTH FUCKING WASTEDMe:
NononoMe:
I like CiArAnMe:
MATT HAS A GF TOOMerlyn:
LMAOMerlyn:
Jade ain't his gf. He just said that shit.Me:
ICABT BE BOTHERED WITH THISMe:
I'm gonna get him upMe:
Wish me luck, merlsMerlyn:
Good luck and never call me merls againMe:
mErLsI tip toed over to the bed and started to shake Matt gently trying too wake him up. His eyes fluttered open and he started to groan. "I'm tired."
"And we had sex." I sarcastically smiled, clearly sounding pissed off.
He opened his eyes properly this time and the panic was in his eyes. "What the fuck? Why the fuck? Oh shit. I don't remember this shit. I thought you liked Ciaran." Matt explained, sounding equally as panicked.
"I don't remember this shit either. I can't believe it. We must have been fucking wasted. I'm not dating Ciaran so I'm not cheating, I'm just a terrible friend." I frowned, running my hands through my hair.
"Should we forget this? I mean we don't even remember it." Matt suggested, looking hopeful.
I nodded with a wide smile. "Yeah, it's basically like we never did anything."