Our forbidden romance

Chapter2

I squirted my eyes, from the sudden brightness I felt, whereas a light groan escaped my lips, as I tried to open them. Eventually, my eyes open, and the unfamiliar cream walls were the first that greeted me, taking me to open my eyes properly.

I turned and sifted on the bed, but found it difficult to fully do so, feeling a sort of hindrance, taking me to turn fully to the other side, and what my eyes saw made me scream out loud.

"Holy s**t!" I yelped from the bed, seeing an unfamiliar face on my bed. "Who are you?" Of course, my yell didn't go unnoticed, as the man beside me woke up. "Who the hell are you? What are you doing on my bed?" My eyes with anger and stun of what has happened, and to make matters worse, I was fully naked, with only sheets covering some parts of my body. "Oh my God, oh my God, what happened?" Fear now filled my entire being.

"And I'm guessing, you were also fully drunk. s**t!" His voice came, as I watched him sit up on the bed. "How didn't I know?" He added.

"What are you talking about?" I asked him.

"Well, I believe the situation already explains itself. We were both at the party together, and we had sex." My eyes bulged out at the casualty of this man in front of me.

Oh my God. The party. Christian. I drank...oh my God.

"Where's Christian?" I asked the guy in front of me.

"Who's Christian?" He asked me. "Your boyfriend?" He raised a brow. "If that's the case, this is f****d then." He ran a hand through his face. "Don't worry, I also do not do one night stands, so you can consider this forgotten." He said openly.

"Forgotten?" I raised a brow at him, seeing as he tried to get up from the bed. "First of all, Christian is not my boyfriend, he's my friend. And point of correction, I also do not do one night stands. I have never done it in my life. What the hell?" I raised my hand up in the air. "Oh s**t!" I dropped my hand back down, seeing as my boobs were all exposed to the stranger in front of me. I pulled the sheets to my body instantly, without knowledge that it would cause another problem, by taking it off the stranger.

My mouth went open, as where the sheets would go exposed was his member. "Oh my...I'm sorry...I...oh God." I panicked, but it seemed the man in front of me didn't seem to mind, as I saw him get off the bed without any covering, and wore his clothes one after the other.

"This was evidently a mistake for the both of us, so let's come to an agreement never to meet again and forget about this." He said, while he became fully clothed. "Oh and, you do not need to worry, I used protection." As if it wasn't hard for me to believe that I had just had s*x with a total stranger, he confirms to me that we really did have s*x.

“Protection or not, it doesn’t justify what just happened and you can’t just say that, as though this is a normal thing to do.” I was blaring with anger, which I didn’t know if it was because of my f**k up or this stranger’s nonchalant response.

“But, it saves us both from a future mistake we would never want to happen. Isn’t that right?” He buckled his trousers with a raised brow, as my anger could only reach boiling point.

“God, upon all persons to have a one night stand with, it has to be a jerk.” I muttered the words underneath my breath, which I’m sure he heard.

“Look, i hate this more than you do. So let’s both own up to our mistake and forget about this. It’s was just a one night and that’s all.” I felt like throwing a bucket at this ass.

"We never saw each other. We don't know each other. And nothing happened between us. Deal?" Now with anger and disappointment in myself, I stared this man in the eye, with regret full In my eyes.

"Deal." Was all he said and left the room without another word.

"s**t! s**t! s**t! Arghhh!" I screamed heavily in the room. "What have I done?" I ran a hand through my hair, as tears almost began running down my eyes. "What have I done?"

Seeing that I was the only one in the room, I also gathered my things, wore my clothes and left the room hastily. Thankfully, my dress had a pocket, so my phone was still in it.

I came out of the room, as all I could see was bunch of cups littered everywhere and when I would go down the stairs, I was disgusted by the sight of drunk and sleeping adults.

I went out of the house, trying to find a clue as to how I was going to get out of where I was, when I took out my phone and saw over 80 missed calls from Christian.

"s**t!" I cursed.

Immediately, I dialed Christian's number back, and just after the first ring he picked up.

"Oh my God, Anna, where have you been?" Christian voice came across the phone. "I've been worried sick looking for you all over the party, where are you?" He asked again.

"Um...I...I passed out somewhere at the party." I lied to Christian.

"What happened? Are you okay? Where are you? I'm coming to pick you up now." Christian said.

"No...no I'll be on my way now. I'll take an Uber and I'll be coming home." I told Christian.

"Are you sure?" Christian asked me.

"I'm fine. I'll be at my place soon." I didn't wait for Christian to say another other word before I ended the call.

Oh my God.

I ran a hand through my hair, as I couldn't help help but feel a tear drop down my eye, for making the biggest mistake of my life.

I has s*x with a total stranger.

Crying over my situation wasn't going to solve the case itself, so, like I informed Christian, I ordered an Uber and in minutes, it arrived and I was on my way home.

Through the ride, I couldn't help but get flashes of what took place yesterday.

I began to recall everything. From feeling his hands all over my body, which I enjoyed and moaned to the kisses he dropped all over my skin, that made my body feel more alive than I have ever felt before. The way he thrusted deep inside of me and I held onto him tight, caressing my fingers on his back. Each and every of the memory hitting me hard, that shame caught me.

But that wasn't the only thing that caught me.

Lust did, desire did, enjoyment and fulfillment did. And even if I was to be honest with myself, of how I regretted it, deep down inside of me, it felt as though I had just quenched a thirst.

Shit!

The Uber came to a stop, and I got down to meet Christian already by the door of my apartment.

"Anna, are you okay?" Christian ran to me, holding my hand in his. "I looked everywhere for you, I didn't stay long with Vera and when I got back, you were not there anymore." Christian said. "Are you okay? Did anyone hurt you?" Christian felt my cheek.

"No one hurt me Christian. I was just...terribly drunk that I passed out in one of the rooms. I'm fine." I lied again to Christian.

How was I supposed to explain to Christian that I was drunk to the extent I had s*x with a man I know nothing of. Not even his name. How was I to explain something, dumb and stupid that I did.

"But you look pale. Anna, you can tell me if anyone hurt you." Christian asked me again.

"It's just the effects of the Alcohol. It's one of the reasons why I never liked parties in the first place or liked to drink." I told him.

"I feel so bad right now for dragging you to come with me." Guilt was present in Christian's eyes. "I'm so sorry Anna. I'm so sorry." He apologized and I began to also feel guilty. It wasn't Christian's fault that I had slept with a total stranger or having had much to drink. He might have given me alcohol, but I wasn't a child not to know how to control it.

"It's not your fault Christian. Nothing happened, I promise you. Nothing." I looked straight into Christian's eyes, as I assured him of a lie, even I wished I believed.