Love fantasy

Chapter 4

******Jakes POV****

My head is killing me. Why did I drink so much? I’m sure Austin and the others are feeling the same. But it was a fun night. Waking up in my bed, feeling very hung over, I got up to go to the bathroom, then remembered I didn’t have my T-Shirt on. As I’m trying to wrap my very hung over brain about what happened, my mind comes to her. Who was she? I never cared about any girl who got so drunk they passed about but she was different. Why? Why did I help her out? She was probably another drunk slut who was just out for my money. Her beauty just took over my mind. I mean I haven’t been laid in a month so that’s probably why I felt bad. Who am I kidding, I’m Jake, I don’t need a girl. But yet I couldn’t get her out of my mind.

“Dude, is your hangover as bad as mine? I feel sick,” Austin came in staggering to my couch.

“Bro, last night was so fun. That girl, damn, my dreams about her were like.”

I cut him off before I could let Austin finish. I didn’t want to hear about his wet dreams. I had my own dreams and fantasy’s of my own.

“Think we will ever see them again? I mean they are at the hotel, we could always go and see how they are doing,” Austin said with a smile but still a bit groggy.

Oh sh**, they are at the hotel, I started thinking about when I left her. I gave her my shirt after she threw up on the floor and I wanted her to sleep good but still be covered up.

“I left her a note, they will see it when they wake up, and I had room service bring them food and clothes. I guessed on what they wear but I’m sure it was pretty close to their sizes,” I smiled as I closed my eyes talking it Austin.

“Yeah, they should be set then, hopefully whatever your note said. It will give them a way to contact us. I want to see that girl Rivers again. Damn, she was fine.”

As I laid my head back down, I couldn’t get that girl out of my head. Hell I didn’t even know her name. I just remembered dancing with her, feeling her against me, swaying to the beat of the music. Feeling her hands roam over mine as my hands slide up and down her hips to the front of her. Smelling her hair. It was like coconut and it took me to a beautiful beach where all I could see is the waves crashing and feeling the breeze in my hair but yet being so close to her, it was like magic. Being in a crowded area, she was able to take me somewhere, where nobody else was. My stress was gone. Any worries I had, we’re completely gone. Her touch, and her voice was so soothing, I wasn’t sure if I was drunk on alcohol or on her. But I needed more. I needed more of her but who was she?

**********Madisons POV*****

I rolled over to see a note on the bed stand.

“What does it say? Who is it from?” Rivers trying to talk with a mouth full of food.

“It says…I had a great time with you last night. Did you know you talk in your sleep, or moan as I should say. I hope you like the room. I wasn’t sure where to bring you after you passed out in the club bathroom so we brought you here. If you need anything at all, room service will bring it to you. The bill will be taken care of.

P.s. I would like my shirt back since you messed up your dress from throwing up. Hope to see you soon.

Signed. Mr.Holt”

There was no contact information on it. Who the heck is Mr.Holt? I looked at Rivers with complete confusion on who this person was but she just looked at me like I had 9 heads. I remember dancing with a guy and smelling his cologne and I don’t remember anything after that.

“Hey Riv, do you remember the guy you were dancing with? Do you know his name?”

“Umm…now that I think of it, I have no idea who he was. Maybe we can ask the receptionist if she can tell us who it is. They would probably know.”

“ Good thinking. Until then, let’s call school, tell them we are both feeling under the weather and try to clear this horrible hang over.”

“Maddy, that is the best idea you have had in awhile,” Rivers saying with a chuckle.

After we finished eating with so much food left over, we decided it was time to get dressed and head home. We never skip school so the school was ok with us not showing up today. Plus Rivers was good at faking a Doctors note so we just laid around and tried to figure out who those men where. As we started leaving the hotel, I went up to the receptionist to ask her who Mr.Holt was and what she said, made my whole body go cold.

“What have we done?” I thought to myself. I remember a young man but how was this man a owner of a hotel. As I’m staring at the woman with wide eyes, she quickly said,

“Oh sweetie, i ment Jr, not Sr. Mr. Holt Sr, owns the hotel. Mr. Holt Jr, he”

Before she was able to finish the sentence, the phone rang. I let her answer it but after a few minutes, I gave up on waiting so I went to meet Rivers outside. As she is looking around, I began to look around too.

“Rivers, where is your car?” I asked her with confusion.

“I have no idea. I don’t even know how we got to the hotel. Let me call a cab and have it bring us to the club. Maybe my car is still there.”

So we waited for the cab driver to pick us up. As we are driving, we realized how short of a distance we are from the club. Looking in the parking lot and low and behold, there’s Rivers car. What a sigh of relief. We paid the cab driver and went to her car.

“Wow! What a crazy night. First we danced our asses off. Got drunk. Met these mystery hot guys. Wake up in a hotel room with full paid services then find my car at the club parking lot,” Rivers was blabbering away.

I was a bit hurt that the guys didn’t leave any contact info. Why would they honestly? Two drunk girls partying like it’s 1985 and some random hot strangers ended up taking care of us. Oh how lovely I thought