Nicolet Kenzie Franz
Waking up, I didn't recognize where I was. As first instinct kicks in, I jump out of bed and gather my surroundings. My clothes were thrashed on the floor... my clothes were thrashed on the floor. Does that mean?
I looked down at my self and realized, well, I was butt naked. Grabbing my clothes, I slipped into them quickly.
First clue. I had sex. But with whom? Jeez. My head pounded like bircks hitting my head every second. Ouch. As well, I was drunk last night. A humungus hangover was kicking in which never made me happy.
By the looks of things, it looked like a girls room. Why would I be in a girls room, having sex? Was this guy this kinky? Like creep kinky? I looked around some more, trying to find some pictures. Just a few were here and there. The same girl was in every one though. She looked like... Jaylee. It seemed as if this was...
"Hello sunshine." I heard a female boom form behind me.
Spinning on my heel, I put the picture that I was holding back down and gave her a sweet smile.
"Jaylee," I said. "Hi,"
"We had fun last night, huh?" She smiled form ear to ear.
"I bet, I just don't exactly remember."
Putting my hand to my head, I tried to massage my temples. God was my head killing me. I had a feeling it would blow up in a second.
"Trust me, we had fun." she snickered.
Don't tell me.
"Wait..." I started.
Looking over at me, her smile just got wider as she walked closer to me. She gave off an odd feeling that made me want to run away. Jaylee just kept walking closer until she was just a few inches away, I could smell her morning breath. Ew. It made my heart race; I was getting scared.
Her eyes filled with a form of lust as she scanned me from toes to head. That made me shiver. Just as that happened, she licked her lips. Jesus Christ. What was happening?
Right then and there, she grabbed my face and lied her lips on mine, passionately. It was a rough kiss, which seemed addictive. I opened my mouth at her request and her tongue danced with mine. It was weird. The way that I didn't push away... and that it felt so familiar. She kept on roughly kissing me, in the process, pulling my hair. It felt good.
Pulling away, I panted. She panted. It was getting too hot. My mouth felt so sore, as did my privates. Jeez was that hurting like a bitch.
Just then, she walked off out of the room and left me standing there, speechless. What the fuck just happened? I touched my lips with my fingers, tracing them. Odd.
***
So the party was big. Everyone came. And I had a one night stand... with a girl. Not my best. I know.
"Aye, Nico!" Marcus yelled form behind me.
He stood at my door frame, smiling from ear to ear. He knew something.
"What's up?" I asked.
Walking into my room, he sat down next to me on my bed. There was a look in his eyes that made me worry. It was very lustful, almost like Jaylee's this morning. As he licked his lips, he grabbed my hand and squeezed it.
"You like girls, huh?"
Shaking my head violently, I said. "Hell no."
"Let's prove it," the way he said that made me jittery.
He closed the space between us and kissed me, roughly. Now this, this felt amazing. He grabbed my waist and pulled me onto his lap as I pulled his hair. His tongue slipped into my mouth, dancing with mine. The kisses were as passionate as ever as I started to sweat. I tried to pull him closer but he couldn't get any closer than he already was. I kissed him hard on the lips, showing my affection.
Just then, he pulled away, looking at me.
Opening my eyes, I realized it was all a dream. One a horrible nightmare, the other a beautiful dream. But, the thing was, I was still in that random room. If in my dream this was Jaylee's room... then, could it still be? Does that mean I really had a one night stand with... a female? Looking at myself from under the comforter, I approved my theory. Naked, once again. Shivers ran down my spine as I got out of the bed and got dressed.
Everything in me was jumping, scared. I couldn't believe what I had just done and the horrible throbbing pain in my head was not helping.
I grabbed my phone from the bedside table and flicked it on. Five missed calls. All from Marcus. That's why I dreamt of him. I gave him a personalized ringtone and must've heard it in my dream.\
Finding my way out of the room, I followed down the stairs in front of me. From looking at my phone, the time was a quarter past ten in the morning. I had to get home. My mother wanted me to help her out with something today.
As I jogged down the stairs, I realized how badly everything hurt. And I mean everything. My vagina was killing me with a horrendous pain that just wouldn't stop. This was a girl, how could she make me hurt so bad? Did we use a dildo? Or did I have sex with a guy before her? Did she invite someone? Was it a threesome? Was it Marcus and I was just dreaming of the truth? I don't know.
Once I reached the bottom floor, I slipped my shoes on and found a note inside of them. It read:
Had fun sexii. Next time
J
The fuck.
Crumpling it in my hand and throwing it behind me, I ran out of the house. How was I going to get home?
***
"So, you're telling me, a girl pleasured you last night?" Marcus chuckled as he played with my hair.
"I dam not even sure what happened. I sure hope that's not true. I am very straight bro."
We were in our favorite spot, the rooftop of an abandoned warehouse. You could see the whole city from here. It was just the afternoon, so the sun was still up, smiling at us. The rooftop was a bit rusty, but that didn't bother us. We usually skateboard up here because of the slanted rooftop.
"I know you are you little rascal." he smirked. "We had fun last night too." he winked.
That made my heart stop. I knew that that pain wasn't from Jaylee, it couldn't be. But out of nowhere he started laughing and pointing at my face. I just felt it get even more redder as he did so.
"I'm so kidding. You tried but I said no. I care about you too much to do that babe," The laughing died down as he explained himself.
Felling the disappointment rise inside me, I put my head in my hands and took a few deep breaths. he ran him hand down my back and pulled me close, making me feel safe.
"Then what the fuck happened!" I yelled into my hands. "I'm not like that! I don't do girls exactly."
"I was pretty shocked too Nico."
"Are you sure we did nothing?" I asked, lifting my head up to see his eyes.
"Maybe it wasn't with me, I saw you with that Michigan kid though. You guys were making out in your room. That's all I saw. You were busy last night, aye?"
"All you saw us do was make out?"
He nodded, looking out at the sky. I felt my body crush underneath the stress. That's why I hated getting drunk because I would never know what exactly happened.
"But I have a feeling you did more... you could hear the sex from the dance floor."
"Thank God. I was normal for a moment of the night. Wait..." I took a moment to process my thoughts. "Michigan kid? I had sex with the Michigan kid?!"
"You fucked up last night really bad Nico. Had sex with the two being you didn't want to. It sometimes happens when you're desperate."
"I am so not desperate." I huffed.
Giving me a look, he said. "Really now. You're sex life was pretty bogus last night."
I shoved him as he started laughing. I joined him, feelings my eyes get teary again. Hangovers, drunk nights, those were things we figured out on a daily basis, cause at least one of us was gone the night before.
"He is pretty hot though, Michigan kid." I smiled after the laughing died down.
"Whatever," he smirked.
Now I knew what made me hurt so badly. It was Michigan kid. Time to learn his name. Whatever, it wasn't important. One Night Stand's came and went.
Tobias Greenwood
I woke up to a raging headache and a teal colored room. The walls were covered with the color of the sea and tons of posters of bands. This wasn't my room, that was sure. Lifting myself up off the bed, I searched the room. There was a picture frame on the bedside table with a picture of two people. A couple I believe.
One was a very pretty blond with short hair and the other was a muscular guy that seemed to be very into her. They were in Halloween costumes, sticking their tongues out. The girl was dressed at Rose Tyler and the guy was the Ninth Doctor. Doctor Who fans, I like.
I got off the bed and slipped on my jeans and top. My phone was in my hand and I looked at the time, twelve. A few texts were missed and phone calls. Some of them were actually from Blair. So, I dialed her up.
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