His Princess

5. Hangover and First Kisses

I woke up with a sharp pain in my head. I winced as I rubbed my temples trying to reduce the pain.

I sat up and realised I was not familiar with this room.

Oh my god! Have I been kidnapped?

There was a glass of water at the bedside table and a packet of aspirin. I took a tablet and swallowed it with the water.

Where was I?

Then it clicked.

The party.

Damon.

I must have been really drunk not to remember much, all I could remember was dancing with that hot guy- Ian, then going outside and talking to Damon.

I stood up from the bed and just as I was getting out of the sheets, I realised I was not in my own clothes!

I was wearing a man's t-shirt - which i'm guessing is Damon's, with nothing at the bottom but my underwear!

The T-shirt reached to my mid-thigh.

Did he change my clothes?

God! If he did then it means he saw me with just my bra and underwear!

That's so embarrassing!

Oh wait. What if something happened?!

I would never forgive myself if I had just lost my virginity to that manwhore!

I saw my clothes in a neat pile on the desk and I quickly removed the t-shirt and slipped into my own clothes. I suddenly heard muffled noises coming from downstairs, it sounded like shouting.

Letting my curiosity get in the way, I stood up and opened the door a little. The voices became more clearer now.

It was Damon and some girl arguing.

I opened the door further to step out of the room and went downstairs, following the voices.

I poked my head in the kitchen and I saw Damon talking-oh wait, let me rephrase that-arguing, to a middle-aged woman.

"I won't be going ma. I told you a hundred times before and i'm telling you again, dancing isn't my thing," Damon said, sighing, his voice lowering now.

So she is his mum.

He looked a lot like his mother. The dark hair and eyes. She had short dark hair in a bob cut with big dark eyes. She was beautiful even in her mid-40's.

"Do it for your dad, he wanted this for you. Its exactly why he opened the dance camp in the first place," She answered. She looked tired and had dark bags under her eyes.

"What about what I want? Have you ever thought of that?" He shouted.

His mum looked at him and tried to hold his shoulder to console him but he just shrugged it off quickly.

"I'm moving out tomorrow," He announced.

Then he banged the counter, making me jump and stormed off upstairs and right past me without sparing a second glance. Talk about drama.

Just as I was about to follow him though, his mum stopped me, "hmm. You're a different one. You don't look like his other girls he usually sleeps with," She commented, observing me.

I cleared my throat, I can't really blame her for thinking I slept with her son. I was in his T-shirt and I did spent the night here.

But i'm pretty sure we didnt do anything since I didn't feel any pain down there. I mean, you have to feel some pain, right?

Atleast I hoped so.

"Um..That's because i'm not, ma'am."

She raised her perfectly shaped eyebrow and looked at me, disbelief vivid on her face.

"I was not feeling well so he took me to lie down, I swear. We are just friends"  I told her. Even though, we aren't actually friends. But telling her that would just confuse her.

"If that's true then I suggest you stay away from my son. I should warn you, i'm sure my son just wants to get in your pants," She said, a worried look on her face.

"I know that mrs. Lockheart. Um..excuse me" I told her and left to go to the direction Damon had stormed off to.

"Are you alright?" I asked him, entering what I supposed was his room.

He was sitting on his bed with his shoulders slumped down. He turned when I walked in, glaring at me.

"No one's ever taught you to knock?" He asked.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to know if you're okay," I replied, my voice a little shaky. I was kinda scared. I've never seen him this angry before.

"Its none of your business, go away," He growled turning away from me.

"I would if I knew my way back," I replied, wincing at the tone of his voice.

I was literally shivering out of fright. He sounds like he could punch anything that came on his way right now. His arms are really huge, so I can't imagine how painful that punch is going to be.

He sighed when he noticed I got scared and softened up a bit.

"Wait for me downstairs, i'll take you back."

I nodded timidly and left the room, closing the door softly.

-

The way back was quiet. I was still very scared of him and didn't feel comfortable around him at all.

"Did you eat, princess?" He asked me as we parked at McDonald's driveway.

I shook my head.

"I'm sorry I was rude to you, it's just that my mum makes me so angry sometimes,"He says with a sigh.

"No it's okay. I understand," I replied quietly.

He smiled, a genuine smile, not his usual smirk and I had to admit it suits him way better.

"What do you want?" He asks me, climbing out of the car.

"Um, i'll have the cheeseburger."

He nods before making his way inside.

Fifteen minutes later, he shows up with my burger and hands it to me.

I hungrily scarfed down my food and finished it in a minute. I was a really fast eater.

"You really were hungry!" He exclaimed, amused.

I grinned and nodded my head like a child which made him chuckle.

"Uh, Damon?"

"Yes princess."

I blushed slightly, it caused butterflies in my stomach.

He just said princess, geez. Whats up with me? Its not like its the first time he called me that! You spend one night at his house Jenna and you get all tingly and girly around him.

"Did..um..did anything happen last n-night?" I asked him, biting my lip.

He chuckled, "if it did you would've remembered it, that's for sure," he replies me winking.

I heave a sigh of relief, grateful that I didn't waste my virginity on a one night stand.

We parked at the house we rented and I walked over to the door to ring the bell.

Kelsie opened it and immediately gave me a bear hug.

"Oh my god, where were you?" She asks me, once she pulls back from the hug, looking worried.

"Don't worry, she was safe with me," Damon announces, when he reaches my side.

At this time Lexie, Zoe and Jason came out and stood by the door with Kelsie. They looked tired and sleepy as they gave me confused glances.

"You slept with him?" Kelsie asks, her tone suddenly becoming all motherly.

"What? Ofcourse not!" I exclaimed, rolling my eyes like it was the last thing I would do, even though I wasn't sure if I slept with him just a few minutes ago.

"But if she did, she would've enjoyed it" Damon cut in, smirking.

I smacked his arm which only made him laugh.

"What was that for?" He asks still grinning.

I rolled my eyes, ignoring him.

"I'm glad you didn't do anything stupid but how come you ended up with him?" Kelsie interrogates, looking at Damon with distaste.

"I drank too much and passed out, when I woke up I was in his house," I reply with a shrug.

"The goody two shoes got herself drunk in a party for the first time," Kelsie teases, with a smirk on her face.

"Hey! I'm not a goody two shoes" I protested, stomping my foot like a five year old. Even though I knew well enough that I was a goody two shoes.

They all laughed at me which made me pout.

"Jenna?" Chase asks, when he peeks through doorway, "where were you?"

"With me," Damon answers for me, with a smirk on his face.

He was clearly enjoying this.

"I told you you couldn't handle it. One night and you've already slept with him" Chase says, disgust clear in his voice.

"If I slept with him or not, its none of your frigging business. Stop looking at me like i'm some cheap slut. You should know better," I told him, my voice sharp.

And with that I went straight to my room.

What was his problem, anyway?

Why does it matter if I slept with Damon or not? It's none of his business. I quickly slipped on a pair of tights, not bothering to remove Damon's T shirt and tied my hair into a rough bun.

The door to my room burst open and Chase walks in. A guilty look on his face.

"Jenna, i'm sorry," He apologizes, holding my shoulders. I shrugged him off and took a step back away from him.

"I just thought that because-"

"Save it. Leave me alone"

But he didn't leave. Instead, he takes a step towards me, and I quickly reacted by taking a step back.

"I was just jealous. I should've known you wouldn't give yourself so easily to him" He says, running his hands through his hair.

"Jealous? Why would you be jealous?"

"Isn't it obvious? I love you , Jenna."

"Wha-what?" I asked, my voice laced with shock. "What did you just say?"

"I said-" He took two steps towards me and wrapped his hands around my waist, I was too shocked to react, "You know what? Let me just show it to you."

And he leaned in and smashed our lips together. He pulled me even closer to him, his hands securely wrapped around my waist. He gently bit my lower lip his tongue begging for entrance but I had recovered from my shock by then and pushed him away from me.

He straggered back a few steps, a little shocked by what I had done.

"What do you think you are doing, Chase?" I asked him, glaring at him.

"I-I'm sorry. I just couldn't handle myself."

I shook my head, still glaring at him before I walked out of the room and outside the house and headed to the cafè since it's the only place I knew in this town.

I entered the small café and ordered an espresso.

I couldn't believe the nerve on this guy! He had the nerve to kiss me without my will!

He stole my freakin' first kiss!

I always imagined my first kiss to be with that special someone but Chase had to come and ruin it!

Yeah I know its pathetic that i'm eighteen and I haven't had my first kiss yet while people my age have even broken their virginities already, but whatever.

I have never really been in a relationship before.

I can't believe I was so dumb not to have noticed it before!

I just always saw him as my big brother so that thought actually never came into my mind.

"Why so glum?" A voice that sounded somehow familiar, asked.

I look up to see Ian. The cute guy from last night. I smiled at him but didn't answer him.

"Mind if I sit here?" He asks, already pulling the chair across me out.

"No, take a seat."

He sat down but didn't say anything.

After a few minutes, he cleared his throat,"So..Uh-you go to the dance camp?" He asks, obviously trying to make a conversation.

I chuckled, "I think you know the answer after last night" I answered him and we both laughed.

"But you were not that bad" He says, grinning.

"What?! I practically made a fool out of myself! Thank god everyone was busy dancing and were too drunk to even notice anything," I exclaimed, laughing a little.

He grinned, "You were not as bad as me though."

I laughed, remembering how uncomfortable he looked as he swayed left and right. It was hillarious!

"That might be true"

He blushed, chuckling.

Aww. He was a shy guy.

It was kind of cute.

I hear a ping! Making Ian grab his phone from his pocket. He frowns as he reads a text before he looks up at me apologetically. "Something came up, um I gotta go," He says, standing up.

I nodded, bidding him goodbye.

He cleared his throat, rubbing the back of his neck, "Do you mind giving me your number?" He asks.

"Sure," I smiled and took his phone and typed my number as he typed his on mine.

"I'll text you later?"

I nodded, smiling.

After finishing my last sip of my espresso, I stood up so I could leave but just as I was going out of the cafè, I bumped head to chest into someone.

"Princess," Damon says, smirking.

I groaned, "you again."

"I can see you are very glad to see me," He says sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

"Not really my happiest hour right now," I say with a sigh, tucking my hair behind my ear.

"In a bad mood, I see," He observes, holding my chin with his thumb and fore-finger, "Why don't you come home and i'll make you happy, enh?" He suggests with a wink.

I roll my eyes, "No thankyou, but I really don't wanna catch any of your STD's," I retort.

He chuckles before letting go of my chin.

I used this chance to head out but he held my wrist before I could leave.

"What now?" I snap.

"Let me show you around, princess."

"Don't you have to get in some girl's pants right now?" I ask him, irritated. I just want to go home and curl in my bed, reading a good book.

"Nope. Not until at night at least," He says with a. shrug.

I roll my eyes. He is such a manwhore.

"Ayt, let's go" He said, pulling me out of the café, without leaving me any choice.