It Runs In the Family (sequel to A Painful Love)

I dedicated this to LatoyaLove because she is an amazing writer and such an inspiration! :)

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A pounding headache devoured my head as I slowly fluttered my eyes open. Amy and Lori were laying next to me completely passed out. I looked around the small room I was in and got a little confused. How did I get here? I tried to think about what had happened. I slowly pushed the blanket off of my body and swung my legs over the edge of the bed. My stomach was turning slightly and I felt like I was going to throw up, but kept it down. If my head hadn’t been pounding I might have been able to figure out why I was where I was.

                I stood up but quickly stumbled into a small coffee table and onto the ground. A sigh escaped my lips as I rubbed my hip where I hit it. I heard a door creak open and footsteps near me as I got up from where I had fallen. I looked over to the boy and my eyes widened. “Max?” I asked.

                He chuckled softly and stood in front of me. “Don’t worry. I’m guessing you don’t remember too much of last night?” He said.

                I nodded my head and so did he. “Wanna come with me while I have a cigarette?” He asked.

                “Sure.” I said and followed him out of the room.

                We walked down a few hallways and then out the front door. It was really bright outside so I kept my gaze down and my eyes squinted. We took a seat on a bench and Max lit a cigarette. He explained how I had gotten so drunk the night before and had to sleep in his common area. He also reassured me that he slept in his room the whole time. I felt a little better after hearing this, and part of my memory was jogged. It made sense. I had gotten so drunk which was why I didn’t remember anything.

                “So why did you offer to let us stay in your dorm?” I asked him, curious.

                He gave me a half smile. “Figured I wouldn’t let three high school girls get raped at their first frat party.” He said and laughed.

                I rolled my eyes and pushed my bangs out of my face. “What’s the real reason?” I asked.

                He shrugged and looked ahead of him, taking another drag of his cigarette. “To get to talk to you.” He said, causing me to smile.

                Max was absolutely stunning. His style was cute and seemed to fit him perfectly. He had on straight legged jeans and a plaid purple and black button down shirt. His medium length hair was a little messy, but was made even cuter with the gauges he had in his ears.  And then there was me. I probably looked like a complete mess from being so drunk the night before. I must’ve slept pretty well though since I don’t remember waking up earlier.

                “So are you just going to stare at me or are you gonna say something?” He asked and raised his eyebrows at me.

                I quickly turned away, not realizing how long I had been staring at him. “So, how about a date?” He asked.

                I had to think about that a little. Here was this college boy who had been at a frat party. Who knows what he could have been doing there. But at the same time, I had been at the same frat party, but I was only in high school. I could tell he wanted an answer because he was staring at me. I probably seemed like a complete idiot for thinking too long.