Chapter Twenty-Five
Jaxon
I woke up in my own bed.
"What in the hell?" I muttered, groaning deeply at the throbbing in my head.
I heard another groan from beside me. "Too early..." A girl's voice said sleepily.
Startled, I threw myself off the bed. I sat on the floor and stared wide eyed at the girl in my bed.
"Lesley?" Oh bloody hell. What happened last night?
She mumbled a few incoherent things before sitting up and glaring at me.
"Morning to you too, sunshine." She muttered, clearly annoyed by my reaction.
"What happened last night?" I asked incredulously.
"Well, we were really into each other last night and you brought me home," She winked.
I groaned out loud. My eyes popped open again when I realized that probably wasn't the best response to a half-naked girl in my bed.
I can't believe I let myself get that out of control...
Lesley started to laugh, "Oh man Jax, you should see your face! I really should be more offended, but it's just too funny."
I glared at her, "What exactly is funny about this?"
She stopped laughing, caught off guard by my tone. She had no idea what I had promised myself three years ago- that I had betrayed myself.
"Oh come off it," She muttered, "We didn't end up hooking up Jaxon, the paparazzi found us leaving the club together and both your and my management decided to hide me here in your apartment so they couldn't find us. They didn't want them to catch us on camera drunk out of our minds sucking face."
I breathed out a heavy sigh of relief. The promise I made to myself was still intact.
"You were a good snog though," She winked playfully.
I rolled my eyes exasperatedly, what a crazy girl.
"Well, shall we get breakfast?" She asked cheerily. I rubbed my throbbing head. I wouldn't be drinking for a while.
What have I gotten myself into?
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