I woke up but didn't open my eyes right away; my head felt like it was melting into itself and my eyes were the heaviest thing on the planet. I felt completely under my covers, and naked...which was weird. I tried to remember what the hell had happened last night but all that came to me was a lawn chair and a dark corner. I was so caught up in trying to remember more than those two things that I didn't realize there was a heavy arm draped over my waist until it moved. I peeked to the right and came face to face with a sleeping Evan. He had surprisingly quiet breathing...and really nice eyebrows. Instead of freaking out, like I've been known to do, I just gawked at him. His lips were partially open and I scooted closer to him so that I could now feel his warm breathe against my cheek. He moved to adjust himself better around me even though he was still passed the hell out; he stuck a leg between mine and wrapped his other arm under me so that he was horseshoeing me. He was also completely under the covers with me, his hair was all messy and his clothes were still on....wait, what?
I sat up and lifted the covers completely off of us to be dramatic and yup, I was butt ass naked and Evan was butt ass clothed. I poked his face until he started to wake up. I crossed my arms over my chest but not in a shy way, more in a 'Lucy, you got some splainin' to do' way. Evan didn't make eye contact with me when he finally opened his, instead he smiled up at my chest.
"Good morning princess, sleep well?" I asked in a too sugary to be real voice. Evan stretched himself out as much as he could, his smile still in place.
"Yup. How about you drunky? How you feeling?" I waved my hands around conversationally as I spoke next.
"Oh you know, headache, naked, in bed with a fully clothed boy, the usual." I gave him a sarcastic look.
"You disappointed?" He had his hands behind his head now, totally relaxed.
"What, that you're here? Yes." He grinned as he messed up my hair. What the fuck? I was totally confused. Did I walk into a bad episode of Friends or something?
"You're so much nicer to me when you're completely smashed."
"Probably. So what the hell happened last night?" Evan bit his lower lip in fake concentration.
"Well let's see, you showed up at Greg and Zan's party, you got drunk as fuck, I had to carry you to my car and drive you home, you started to take your clothes off in the car, which was hilarious because you kept getting stuck. By the time we got here you were only in your underwear, by the way your clothes is still in my car. You pulled me inside and pushed me onto your bed and were acting like you wanted to do me real bad but then you fell asleep sitting on top of me. I'm not going to lie it was really awesome, I've never seen you like that."
Fuck I'm stupid. I covered my face with my hands. I couldn't even look at Evan, that shit is super embarrassing, for reals. He laughed lightly and pulled my hands away from my face.
"Why are you embarrassed?" He asked semi-kindly...as kind as he could muster I'm sure.
"Um, hello? I'm like a slut or something. Only girls I make fun of do things like that. Did I really embarrass myself at the party?" Evan shook his head no but I could tell he was being nice.
"Nah, you didn't." He was still holding my wrists but they were in his lap now and his thumbs were doing a swirly number right on my veins and it was really distracting me.
"And we didn't do anything, right?" I asked quietly, looking down at our hands.
"No, we didn't. I kept my clothes on just so you'd know we didn't." He also spoke quietly now. One of his hands was making it's way up my arm, on the inside of my elbow now, and then up to my collarbone. I was getting tingly feelings from my chest to my reproductive organs and I was starting to breathe a little faster. I slowly made my way up to his bluey-green eyes so that we were looking at each other now and the room suddenly got hotter.
"I don't want you to stay away anymore." I said for some stupid spill my guts reason. He had obviously hypnotized me and soon I would start barking and jumping around on one leg. His eyes dropped from my eyes to my mouth and then back again.
"Good." He said quickly right before he pulled me to him. The kiss...how do I describe it? It was like coming up out of the water for air right before you run out of oxygen; it was painfully relieving. For seconds I didn't even know what the hell to do with myself. I just hung in suspended animation and then suddenly, like pushing the fast forward button I couldn't get enough of him fast enough. My hands were freaking everywhere and I was suddenly on top of him and his shirt was freaking out of there and then his belt, GOD I fucking hate his belt so much, get off! And magically his jeans disappeared and fuck those boxers, we don't need them here. I'm pretty sure even his socks got the hell out of there. All I wanted was naked naked Evan flesh, and that's what I got.