Page 6 of Forever Yours
Chapter Eight
I’m never drinking again. -Sophie
Sophie, Present Day
I wake up slowly, a smile on my face because I’m in that half-awake, half-dreamlike state thinking of the day I met Liam. The memory of that day always makes me feel warm inside.
It takes a moment for me to realize that the rest of me doesn’t feel so great. My tongue feels swollen and there’s a sour, awful taste in my mouth. I rub my hands over my eyes and try to sit up. Everything spins and I lay back down again. My stomach dips and I position my hand over it. What the hell did I do last night?
I groan. I’m afraid to open my eyes again. Instead, I lay there trying to remember the night before. My head hurts just thinking about it. Pictures flash through my mind. I remember Reina and I getting ready. I remember losing her at the party and feeling panicked. Then, everything goes a little fuzzy.
Oh shit, Liam. Liam was there.His face swims clear in my memory, and I can feel his strong arms around me, carrying me. I reach out and bunch my covers in my fists.What did I do? What did I say to him?
Liam Collier has been the focus of my horny teenage fantasies and my fairy-tale dreams for years. I could have gotten a scholarship to anywhere, but I chose Crestwood because this is where Liam is. While other girls were trying to find a boyfriend in high school, I was one hundred percent focused on making Liam fall in love with me. Even the lies I fed my brother about having a boyfriend in high school were so that Liam would think I was experienced enough to handle him. I only let Justin Kincade kiss me last year so that I could know what I was doing when Liam finally kissed me.
I lick my teeth with my tongue. Based on the yucky taste in my mouth, I can safely assume there had been no kissing. I groan and roll over, trying to remember anything I had done or said. Everything comes back blank after getting to the party.
The door slamming has me groaning again. “Hey Sophie. I bet you’re feelin’ the pain today, huh?” Reina’s amused voice sounds way too loud in our small room.
I roll over and open my eyes slightly. Reina stands in the middle of the room in the same outfit as last night, with her hands on her hips. Her grin broadens when she gets a good look at me.
“Girlfriend, you look like a truck ran over you. We should have made sure you wore waterproof mascara last night. That raccoon look is not the best.”
I touch underneath my eye with the tip of my finger. It comes back smudged with black. “Oh, God.” I plant my palm to my face and groan again.
My plans to make Liam see me as a woman instead of the young girl he once knew are obviously out the window. Now, he’s seen me at my absolute worst, drunk as a skunk, and with no clear memory of what I said to him. What was he doing at that damn party anyway?
The law of attraction states that if you focus all your energy on a goal, the probability that you will achieve that goal is high. My goal has always been to make Liam mine forever.Fuck, how is that going to happen if I act like such a moron?
Reina throws a pillow my way. I look over to see her sitting on her bed. “You really need to learn how to hold your alcohol, and always remember to bring mouthwash just in case. You can’t score with throw up breath.” Reina always talks a big game about what a partyer she was before we met, but she hasn’t gotten drunk since we’ve been here.
“Don’t remind me of what an idiot I was.” I know my cheeks are red right now. I have no idea what state Reina saw me in last night, or worse what state Liam saw me in.
I groan again as I turn my head to grip my forehead in my hands. “What happened to you anyways? I thought we agreed not to leave each other.”
I can practically feel her shrug. “I went to the bathroom. The line was forever long. When I came out it looked like Liam was taking care of you.”
My head snaps up at her words and I swing around to look at her again.
“You actually had some game last night.” She waggles her eyebrows. “I thought Liam was going to come to blows over you.”
I sit up quickly and then let out an agonized sound when the room spins again. I hold my head and shake it slightly, hoping to dislodge the fog that has currently taken over my brain. “What do you mean, Liam almost got into a fight over me? With whom? What happened?”
She clicks her tongue. “Blackouts are no fun, are they?” She crosses her legs and examines me closely.
“You know what? I’ll take pity on you because you’re in such a sad state.” She shakes her head. “It was a really cool sight to see two guys fighting over you though. I wish you could remember it.”
I sigh. “Can you please just tell me what happened?” My voice is an agonized whisper.
“Well, from what I saw last night, I don’t think your crush on Liam is a one-sided thing. That boy looked all kinds of messed up over you last night.”
“How could you tell? Did he say something?” I whip my head around to examine her face and she laughs when I moan again.
“He couldn’t take his eyes off you the whole night and he scared anyone who tried to get close to you, including Matt Kramer.”
“Matt Kramer? Frat president, super-hot Matt Kramer?” My mouth drops open a little bit. Surely, not? I could barely get a date in high school even if I had wanted one. I was always in my cardigans and boyfriend jeans. I guess my new wardrobe attracted some guys. That was nice to know.
“Yep, even Matt Kramer succumbed to you, Miss Sex Pot.” She giggles as my eyes widen.
