Turning Larissa (GirlxGirl)

Chapter Fourteen

"Please don't throw up on me," I said, as I walked Larissa to the bathroom.

She sat on the floor next to the toilet, laughing like a psychopath.

"And I thought you had a drinking problem," she giggled.

"Did you really think that?" I frowned.

"You drink a lot."

"I don't really think you can comment on that now," I laughed.

I was sat against the door in the bathroom,

"I don't think I need to throw up, I just want to sleep," she moaned.

"So sleep," I said.

"I can't, there's loads of drunk people in my house. Why did I have this stupid party?"

"Come on, I'll help you upstairs, and then I'll kick everyone out," I offered.

She nodded, and I stood up to help her to her feet. I pretty much carried her upstairs, as her legs seemed to have a mind of their own. I carefully lowered her down on to her bed, and lifted her legs on.

"You're so nice, Ivy," she said, pulling me into a hug. "I should have let you kiss me the other day."

I froze, and looked at her. I got butterflies in my stomach, and my face felt hot. I watched as her eyes looked at my lips for a second, and my breathing got heavy.

"Larissa... you should go to sleep."

"Kiss me, Ivy," she whispered, and my heart stopped.

Her lips looked so inviting, and her green eyes were locked with mine. This was the moment I had hoped for since I met her, but I couldn't do it. She was really drunk, and she would regret it by the time she was sober. Or worse, she may not remember.

"Go to sleep, beautiful," I said softly, and ran my fingers through her hair.

She pouted at me, which made me laugh. I pulled a blanket over her.

"I'm gonna get rid of all these drunk people now. I'll call you in the morning, okay?"

"Fine," she huffed, and rolled onto her side. She put on a black eye mask from her bedside table. "Good night, Ivy."

"Good night, Larissa."

I quickly left her room, closing the door behind me, and went down the stairs. I told everybody the party was over, earning a few scowls and moans. One of the guys who was at the party offered his house as the next venue, so everybody left quite quickly.

"Is she okay?" Alice asked, when everybody left.

"Yeah, I put her into bed, I'm pretty sure she's already asleep. You guys should go, I'm gonna tidy up a little so she doesn't need to do so much in the morning," I replied.

"That's really nice of you," she replied.

"You gonna be okay getting home?" Rob asked.

"I'll be fine, Rob. You two have a good night."

Rob and Alice both hugged me before they left. I smiled at how cute they were together, and realised I hadn't ever seen Rob so happy before.

I went around the living room with a rubbish bag, picking up all the empty cups, and anything else I could find. Then I went to the kitchen, and cleared off the worktops, and mopped the floor, which was all sticky from the spilled drinks. I threw away all the left over food, and cleared the table, and it already looked a lot better.

I poured a glass of water, and found some paracetamol, and took it upstairs. I snuck into Larissa's room, and saw that she was fast asleep. She looked so peaceful, and so damn beautiful. I placed the water and paracetamol on her bedside cabinet so she would see it when she woke up. I bent down, kissed her softly on the cheek, then left her room.