I hear voices coming from somewhere. I try to open my eyes, but my eye lids feel so heavy.
(Where am I?)
These sheets feel different than usual.
(Why do I feel like my head's spinning? Oh...)
My head feels fuzzy and heavy, but I start to remember bits and pieces of what happened. I went to a yacht party with Izaac and the guys... I lost at poker, gulped down a ton of champagne, and then...
Marc: "Is she asleep?"
Izaac: "Yeah, out like a light. She probably won't wake up until morning."
It seems like Marc and Izaac are talking about me. I can hear people still partying in the lounge. There's no sign that the boat's moving, so we must have returned to the dock.
Marc: "So are you going to stay here the whole time, watching out for her while she sleeps?"
Izaac: "Maybe. What if someone goes in there and does something to her?"
Marc: "Wait. So you have a completely defenseless girl waiting for you in bed, and you're just going to sit and watch, huh? I didn't know you were that much of a gentleman."
He says in a teasing tone.
Izaac: "Unlike you, I know better than to force myself on helpless women. Besides, this is all your fault, anyway!"
Marc: "I didn't! She drank it all on her own. You're the one who talked into it!"
Izaac: "She's nothing but trouble..."
He mutters.
Marc: "Really? Because it looked to me like you were having a pretty good time with her."
Izaac: "Me? Don't be an idiot."
Marc stops chuckling for a moment and turns to say in serious tone...
Marc: "Maybe, but I think you should try putting yourself a little more out there, you know?"
Izaac: "What are you talking about? It's not like I'm alone or anything."
Marc: "I don't mean fooling around with a bunch of girls you don't care about. You get the point... Maybe you should try going out with someone you care about for once."
Izaac: "Are you high?"
Marc: "No! Dammit, I'm just trying to have a real conversation here. All I'm saying is, relationships, are kind of like poker; it's way more exciting if you risk everything and just go all in."
Izaac: "Okay. You're high. What did you take that made you so sappy?"
Izaac doesn't seem to get a word of what Marc is saying.
Marc: "Dammit dude, you're impossible to talk to."
Izaac: "Anyway, what happened to the girl you were with?"
Marc: "Oh, her. She went home with her boyfriend."
Izaac: "She did, huh? Sounds like a keeper."
Marc: "We were both having fun. You can't be serious all the time right?"
He says with a hint of embarrassment.
Marc: "But [Y/N], she's not like that."
Izaac: "What do you mean?"
Marc: " She's not just looking some fun. If I were you, I'd take things more seriously with her."
Izaac: "How many times do I have to tell you there's nothing going between us?"
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Gossip Girl Party || Izaac Martin || Season 1
RomanceHe is the sole heir to one of the biggest financial conglomerates in the world. As you'd expect, he's used to having it all, and won't take no for an answer. Cold and unapproachable, this guy hardly seems like boyfriend material. However, as you tw...
