One nightstands and waking up on the floor.
Have you ever woken up on the floor of your bedroom, and with a stranger in your bed? And the first thing that comes to your mind is not who the stranger in your bed is, but why you happen to be on the floor and not in bed?
Let me just tell you it's not a good thing especially when you realize the reason why your freezing is that you have no clothes on. I groaned and lifted myself up off the floor and peered and the sleeping figure in my bed, I frowned and scratched my chin realizing that I really should have shaved yesterday. I must have made a loud noise as the figure groaned and turned towards me, I blinked slowly as I looked into a familiar face. Ah I remember now, and it's not good and by the look on his face he had realized that too.
"Jeez Crey I'm getting married today."
I shrugged, it's not like that's unusual. He sighed sitting up in bed, my bed I mused. "Allen?"
Allen looked up at me frowning, "Yeah?"
"How'd I get on the floor?" I asked slowly trying to force my mind to wake up, I never really was a morning person.
He looked at me stunned, "I don't know Crey, but that's not the big picture here."
I stood up and walked over to my dresser, pulling open the top draw and looking for any sign underwear, I was about to give up and chuck the draw at the wall when I came across a pair of silky black boxes. I sighed and pulled them on, turning back to look around for a pair of jeans.
"Crey how could you!" whined Allen when he realized that I had already paid enough attention to him already and had decided to ignore him until he took the picture and left like the rest always did.
I sighed and turned around to look at him (Is it me or have I sighed a lot already this morning?), "Allen it's not like you had any complaints," I murmured as my memories of last night returned.
"I was drunk you should of said no!" he exclaimed jumping out of bed forgetting that he was naked underneath the sheets.
I smirked at him, my eyes wondering. He looked down and pulled a sheet and wrapped it around his waist, he glared at me when I looked at him sadly. "Oh grow up Crey!"
I shrugged laughing, "I don't see why I have to, I'm not the one getting married and Oh yeah spent his last night as a single man shagging a guy!"
He snarled his fist clenching. I looked at his clenched fist and gulped stepping back; I'm not a coward I just don't want my beautiful face getting smashed up. "Look that's not what I meant, Allen you know how I am. You should have guessed that I wouldn't pass up the chance to sleep with you."
He smiled sadly, and nodded already looking around for his clothes. I sat on the edge of my bed with my head in my hands, I was stupid enough to think that maybe just maybe, I could change the feelings of my best friend and I thought that tomorrow was my last chance, my only chance. Now looking at him get dressed I knew that it was a fools hope and I was the fool, today he was getting married to a women he had been with for three years. And me his best friend, I'm just a lonely guy he's going to one day tell this story to his friends and laugh at me.
I felt the bed sink as Allen sat down next to me, "Can we get through this? Move on?"
I looked up at him and forced a smile onto my face, "Yeah of course, well you better go. You have a wedding to catch after all!" I added with false humour.
He grinned, and stood up he waved goodbye. And I watched my best friend walk out of my bedroom and out of my life.
I sighed and looked over at by bedside table where my phone sat; I picked it up and dialed a number that I always seemed to be calling lately.
I sighed, "Grey…"
I heard him sighing, sighing must be catching I thought before blinking and shaking my head, "What happened this time?"
"I... I slept with Allen last night," I answered closing my eyes.
He was silent on the phone for a few minutes before speaking, "I'll come and pick you up ok?"
"Thanks Grey," I murmured softly.
"It's ok, we need a break anyway. We should take a trip to see your Mum, that would be nice wouldn't it?"
I smiled, at his sentence knowing that he was trying to make me feel better. "Yeah that would be nice, I think it's time I moved back home anyway."
"Ok I'll be there in twenty; will you be ok until then?"
"Yeah I'll be fine," I answered murmuring goodbye before putting the phone down. I looked around my room and sighed starting to pack away my things, in a suitcase I had abandoned only a couple of years ago.
I swallowed, and walked out of my room shutting the door tightly behind me.
Maybe he was right; maybe I did need a break. At least I need to be far away from here before Allen's wife Kaya finds out what exactly he did on his last night of bachelorhood.