Surviving You

Chapter 8

" Good morning!"

I groaned and wrapped my pillow over my ears.

" Could you not talk so loud."

Austin grinned and sat on the corner of my bed. He had a tray of pancakes, eggs and bacon with a glass of orange juice and two pills.

" First hangover. I know how it feels."

I rolled my eyes but mumbled a thanks and took the pills before starting on the bacon.

" There's no way you cooked these."

" You're right. Bought them at a place up the street."

" Is this one of your pranks?" I asked in mid chew.

" Sadly, no."

I scoffed at him but continued to eat.

" What happened anyways? Last thing I remember is walking up to the house of the party."

He raised an eyebrow.

" Don't remember anything?"

" Nope. Why? What did I do?"

" Oh nothing," he said clearly enjoying this.

" Austin. Please tell me I didn't run around naked or something."

" You didn't run around naked but you did have your tank top removed."

My eyes got big.

" By who? What happened?"

I started to feel sick to my stomach and I stopped eating.

" Relax. You were just kissing Jack and he took off your tank top and I stopped it from there."

" Who the fuck is Jack?"

" A guy."

" Well no dip sherlock."

" Just some guy who goes to our school."

" Wait. You stopped it?"

He shrugged.

" Yeah. Why not?"

" Why would you? How do you know I wasn't enjoying it?"

" Oh trust me. You told me you were enjoying it. But because I knew you were drunk and you wouldn't be kissing him other wise."

" I told you I was enjoying it?"

" Yeah. You ramble when you're drunk."

" What else did I say?" I asked curiously.

" Just talked about Pepsi and Jack. That's all."

" That's it?" I asked.

" Finish your breakfast. I know you have to be starving."

As if on cue my stomach growled and he laughed.

" Point proven. I'm going to the store real quick. We've run out of a couple things."

" Alright."

He got up and left. I groaned and called out his name. A few seconds later he reappeared at my doorway, peeking in.

" Thanks. For breakfast." I said with a shrug.

He gave a slight shrug back.

" Anytime," he said softly before going back out.

We both knew we weren't talking about the breakfast.

***

" I'm never going to a party again in my life."