Liam wakes up

I began to stur awake, the fleeting memories of my dreams fading away even as my mind tried to hold onto them.

My mouth was dry, my head throbbing and every part of my ached a little as I tried to shake off the terrible night of sleep. Sweat and other fluids I didn't want to think about clung to my clothes, and I had to peel myself off the leather couch as I rose to my feet.

Fluorescent lighting strained my eyes as I stumbled over to the kitchen, turning the tap on and drinking from it like an animal. Once my thirst was satisfied I splashed it over my face, the lukewarm water doing little to help with the groggy state I was in.

I could remember most of what happened last night, even if the details got a bit fuzzy. It was a little hard to believe it really, but it had been a night like none other in my life. With the haze I'd been in it seemed less real than the dream I couldn't remember anymore, but it wasn't a dream.

It was tempting to think of it as a nightmare, just a small part of my brain cruelly tormenting itself. But no, it wasnt a nightmare and it wasn't a dream. I didn't know what to think about it really.

A lot had happened, and with the states we were in one thing just sort of flowed into the next. Callum of all people had gotten to make Sarah cum, had tasted her before I'd had a chance to. Sober now, I don't think that was something I was comfortable with but I couldn't deny that there was a certain excitment to it.

It was exciting to explore this new side to ourselves, exciting to think about what our future would have in store! Not as exciting was the thought that Callum might be involved in it. Maybe he'd grown up a bit since highschool, but I still got bad vibes from the guy.

"Sarah?" I called out to the empty space, we had a lot to talk about and I really just wanted to go home and shower. What time was it even? There weren't any windows to tell, but the music from the club was gone so it must be close to morning at least.

I thought I heard some murming and rustling from one of the doors, the room Callum had taken Sarah last night. The thought of then sepnding the night alone in there sturred something in me, but I quelled it. This wasn't the time to let my imagination run wild like it had yesterday.

I knocked at the door softly, if she was still sleeping I didn't want to wake her by flooding the room with light. More rustling and faint whispers followed, before she finally replied.

"H-hi Liam. You're Ahhh, ahh, awake?" She said through the closed door, her voice a little shaky.

"Yeah, ummm. Hell of a night, right?" I tried turning to door knob to get in, but it was locked. "Is everything okay?"

"AhhhhHhh, y-yeess." She strained to say. "Juust, my, uhHhhhgh, stomach..."

"I know, I'm not feeling great either." I could hear her laboured breathing, and feel her body push against the door. The pain must have been really bad for her to be moving around that much. "Do you know were Callum went?"

"He uhh, he's still passed out in here..."

"Right, you know its kinda weird that he said he needed to stay with us when he had this place to crash. Right?"

"MmMmmmm...." The pain must have been distracting her, I hated seeing her like this.

"Can I come in? Is there anything I can do to help?"

"No." She said, starkly more lucid but still spunding a little defeated.

"I don't want you seeing me like this."

She was probably worried about last night and how I was feeling about it now. I was willing to be that these stomach pains were partly caused by anxiety on her part. That's just the kind of worried girl she could be.

"Listen, uhhhh. About last night."

"UhhGhh, Yeeessss"

"Well, we'll talk about it all later but I want you to know that I had fun."

"Ohhh, ohhhhh yeaah?"

"Yeah. I love you, and nothing can change that."

There way a breif pause before her reply. The kind of pause you didn't want to hear after an admission of love, but her reply soothed any fears I had.

"I love you too Liam. I love you so much more than you realise." Her voice was steady and genuine, filling my heart with a thousand butterflies.

After last night things would never be the same. There was a lot we had to learn and discover about both ourselves and eachother. But I was confident our love would be so much stronger for it.

"I know you don't want me seeing you all hungover, but if I close my eyes would you open the door for a kiss?"

"Uhhh, ahhgguh. Just a second!" She said. There was more faint rustling noises, a kind of wet sounding noise and then some very faint grunting that sounded deeper than I knew her voice could be.

I didn't know much about being drunk or hungover, but if this was what it did to you I was glad I'd only had the one drink.

"Okay, close you're eyes." She said as I hear the 'click' of the door unlocking.

With my yes firmly shut I let her take the initiative on the kiss. Her hands griping my sides as her soft lips met mine. Sensually, with a soft passion she kissed me and it made me feel better than a hundred showers would.

But again there was that odd taste, salty and bitter. Unlike last night there was more than a sliver on her lips, but a full layer to them. When she broke off the kiss I ran my tongue over my lips, still tasting traces of it.

"Did you get some of my facial cream on you?" She said, answering the question that must have been on my face.

"Sorry, umm. It's got an odd taste and feel to it."

Sarah giggled and then I felt her fingers press onto my cheeks, loaded with more of the cream.

"It's organic, and very good for you." She said with emphasis. "I haven't be able to get it for a while, but I'm hooked on it again."

She finished rubbing it onto my face, covering my cheeks, forehead and getting another layer onto my lips. Then she locked her self back into the room, another 'click' of the door separating us.

"I'm feeling a lot better now Liam. I'll go wake Da- uhh, Callum. Then we can get out of here!"

It felt good knowing my kiss could make her feel so much better! I suspected I was right, and a lot of it was comming from her anxieties over what had happened yesterday. But it was a new day now. Tonight we'd be alone and I could show her just how much I loved her with my proposal.

I sat back down on the couch to wait for them to be ready. Daydreaming about how wonderful tonight would be, while licking Sarah's facial cream off my lips.