Ashley
I wake up the next morning, my head was hurting from a hangover and I struggled to open my eyes. The first sight I come across is the ceiling. It doesn't look like I'm in my room. I was naked on the couch with Ian who was still sound asleep. I slowly lifted Ian’s arm off from me and quickly got myself off the couch.
"Shit!" So that wasn't a dream." A part of me was filled with regret, I felt like I let him have me too easy. I couldn’t deny that I enjoyed the sex. It was everything I had imagined it to be and more, but we were drunk when it all happened.
I couldn’t be here when he woke up. I couldn’t face him. I hurried to put my clothes on. I paused whenever I noticed him turn, and continued when he was fast asleep again. I didn’t knowwhat I would say to him if he woke up right now. I was certain it would be awkward for both of us.
As soon as I'm done putting my clothes on, I carefully left the room with my heels and purse in my hands. I found my way out of the mansion and stopped a cab to take me home.
Another thing I needed to figure out was what I would be telling Justin about my where I was last night. He must have left without me after looking everywhere for me. He had called 15 times and had sent 22 texts. He must be worried sick.
"I should really get my own place". I thought to myself. If I had my own place, I wouldn’t have to explain where I was. Justin had let me stay long enough in his apartment and with the raise I had just received, I could afford a decent apartment and have enough to buy some furniture also.
I had hoped the ride back would be long enough to give me the time to think of something to say to Justin. However, in less than 20min, I was already back at the apartment. I got out of the cab and paid my fare, then I walked into the building feeling exhausted and hungover. My head was still hurting badly.
As soon as I got in the apartment, I saw Justin in the kitchen trying to make some breakfast. He walked over as soon as he head the door opening.
"Ash, my goodness! Where have you been? You just disappeared last night. I literally looked everywhere for you, I asked about you from everyone, and all they could tell me was that they hadseen you being pulled away by the boss. Nobody could give me anything more than that." He went on. It was obvious he was worried sick and was waiting for an explanation.
"Please make me a cup of coffee.” That was all I could say at that moment, holding my forehead as the migraine becomes more intense. "Some aspirin too.”
"Okayyyy" he replied and walked down to the coffee machine to make me a fresh brewed cup of coffee. He returned shortly with the coffee and some aspirin.
"Here you go." He said, handing a cup of coffee and aspirin to me.
"Thank you" I said, taking the coffee from his hands and nearly gulping it down in one go. I took the aspirin afterwards with some water that he had brought along with a cup of coffee.
"You're hungover. You were drinking with Ian?" He asked, calling the boss by his name for the first time.
"Yes, we had a couple of drinks while we were talking." I said, feeling a lot better to talk.
"A couple? A couple dozen maybe! You look like a mess." He said, lifting my hair and dropping it back on my back.
"Maybe we had a little too much. We got to talk about a lot of personal things. I think he needed the drink to have the boldnessto talk about them, so I just drank with him." I held my head again, still feeling a bit of a headache.
"Alright, that's fine. Go upstairs and get some proper rest. Sleep if you can. After that, take shower, come down and have some food.” He helped me get up from the chair where I was sitting and I began to find my way up the stairs.
"Thank you, I'll be down after I get some rest." I climbed up the stairs, got into my room, slumped on the bed with everything I had on me.
"That wasn't half as bad as I thought it would be." I thought to myself, turning over on the bed and shutting my eyes, hoping to get some more sleep.
I smiled as the images of the previous night flashed back again. I could see the image of Ian hold me naked on the couch this morning before I left. He looked so innocent and peaceful while he slept.
I had not forgotten how he broke down in tears the night before. I had no idea what happened to his brother and how much it hurt Ian to lose his brother like that. I felt sorry for judging him without understanding what had happened.
After I got some sleep, I showered and came down to have some of the food that Justin had made for me. I also broke the news to him that I would be moving out to get my own apartment. He was excited for me, yet at the same time, he was sad. We had gotten so used to having each other as roommates.
"How could you? You want to leave me and all that we've shared? Wifey?" Justin was fooling around again, remembering what the cab driver said last night.
"Oh, jeez. Get serious Justin, I need your help to find my own apartment, please." Justin laughed.
"Alright, alright. I'll contact the agent that helped me get this apartment. He'll help you find your apartment."
"Thank you so much! I really appreciate that. "
"Just so you know, I'll be visiting your apartment often. Don’t even think for one second that you could get rid of me so easily." I could not help but laugh this time.
"You know that I would never stop you from coming to my place, and I'll be visiting yours anytime I feel like it also. Best be ready!"