I Got You ~ C.B

FORTY-FOUR

The party is amazing, they're rich rich. Their yacht is huge, and we sail around on it. Dancing on the deck, I try Ouzo for the first time. It's dangerous, but it's good. I'm drunk in no time. Greeks really do know how to party. I'm at a good level of drunk though, not off my face, just tipsy. At least that's how I was. I then sight Colby with a beautiful, tall, skinny Grecian model and suddenly feel like I need a few more Ouzo shots. Which Nicky is very happy to do with me. He was touching her arm, fingers trailing over her skin. We dance together, Nicky and I and everyone, they even teach me the Kalamatianos- that traditional Greek dance You always see in movies. It distracts me, and the Ouzo, the fun. I'm tired after it though, and head out the back of the yacht to some deck chairs to take a breather and sip some water. Nicky joins me shortly after, enquiring
"Are you Alright?"
I hum, nodding
"Just taking it in, you know?"
He takes the seat next to me, legs turned to face me as he leans forward on his elbows
"I know."
I smile at him
"You know how to throw a party, dude."
He chuckles
"It's in my blood."
I sigh, closing my eyes. I can't see him as he says it, but I feel like I should pretend I fell asleep and act like I didn't hear it at all
"It's like this ocean was made for you. God needed to match your beauty somehow."
It's cheesy, I very well could throw up right now. I don't open my eyes, but mumble
"Thank you."
I feel him move, joining me on my chair. His hand trailing up my leg. I shake my head, stopping his hand
"Nick, I have a boyfriend."
His eyes widen
"Oh- is he here? That Colby guy?"
I shake my head
"No, Kian. Kian is back in LA."
He lowers his voice
"It can be our little secret."
I shake my head
"Nicky, I'm flattered- but I'm fine. It's okay. Let's just go back to the party okay?"
He tries again
"Come on, princess."
A voice tears through the sound of the water on the size of the boat
"She's saying no, man. Just let her be."
We both turn to find Colby walking back to join us. Oh God. Nicky stands
"Ah, the jealous ex. Why don't you go find Dana again, you two looked like you were really hitting it off."
Colby retorts
"I'm not a jealous ex. I'm a concerned friend."
Nicky throws an arm around his shoulders, turning him back to the party
"Colby- it's a party! No need for concern here."
Colby accepts
"You know, yeah it is a party. Rey- let's go find Brennan."
I stand, taking the hand he has outstretched to me. He leads me back into the depths of the party. We find Brennan at the bar, swamped by two Greek girls and pouring more shots of Ouzo. He hoots when he sees us
"Aye! Just in time brother- shots!"
I accept one and knock it back before Colby can take it off me. I don't remember much after that.

I wake up the next morning in my suite, but not alone. I'm accompanied by a cracker of a headache, dry mouth, a dire need to pee and a queasy stomach. I'm in one of Colby's t-shirts, and can see the clothes I was wearing last night piled up on the floor. They're wet. What did I do? The first thing I do is check the time, about half past ten. I've slept in for ages. Oh God, Ouzo fucked me up. I pee and have a shower, washing off the previous night. Dressing in comfortable ripped denim shorts and a plain white t-shirt and slides. Glasses to hide my eyes. I head out in search of water and fresh fruit. I need to get something of substance in my stomach. Something fresh. And coffee to wake me up. I find myself in the hotel's restaurant, looking for the brunch buffet. In good timing too, finding the boys down there at a table with a seat free for me. Heath claps
"She's alive!"
Elton states
"We tried to wake you for brunch but you didn't wake up to our knocking."
I hum, reaching over and filling my glass with some water and chugging it- against my stomach's will. I'm approached by a waitress
"Can I get you any drinks, Miss? Coffee, mimosa?"
Mimosa, hair of the dog, maybe.
"Yes, I'll have a cappuccino freddo and a mimosa, thank you."
She heads off to get my drinks, and I get up to get my food. Colby stands too, accompanying me. I tell him
"I can do this myself. I don't need help."
He comments
"You did last night."
Last night- what happened last night? Seeing I'm uncertain about what he's implying to, he explains
"That Nicky asshole almost forcing himself on you because you went off by yourself with him."
Oh that. I deny
"I went off by myself. He followed. And I would have been fine, you just got there before I had to actually do anything."
He smirks, loading the plate I hold in my hands for me with scrambled eggs
"And you're welcome."
I sigh, nodding
"Thank you, Colby."
He smiles down at me
"I got you."
He continues to load up my plate with everything I like to eat on my hunt over days, and I don't even need to tell him what I want. A little bit of bacon, hash browns. A plate of fresh fruit, and a few pastries. We spend the rest of the day soaking in some much needed vitamin D at the beach. And that's all we really do. Taking it slow after last night. I do eventually ask them what else I did that I don't remember. The answer apparently being that I dove into the water off the yacht because everyone else was, albeit they may have been more sober. And when Colby brought me back into my suite, I ran into the pool and wouldn't come out until he came in and got me. So he went in fully clothed too. Brennan caught it on his Instagram story. Later in the afternoon, around sunset and just before dinner, we go to see those windmills. I mean, they were cool, they're windmills. We all decide to get an early night tonight. I'm just glad I didn't puke through it all.