Lifting a hand, I allowed myself to touch Antoine's face, catching him completely off guard.
"Hey." I whispered as his eyes met mine. "Why do you look so appealing right now?"
Why did he look so appealing and why was I suddenly feeling like I wanted him? I was in love with Ashton, not Antoine. I shouldn't have been feeling these things towards my best friend. Unless... There was the possibility that the alcohol I had consumed had blurred the lines between Ashton and Antoine.
"You're pretty drunk, huh?" Antoine asked, lifting a brow.
"I am not." I argued, though I was. "Why would you say that?"
As I spoke, I felt the world around me sway once again, causing me to quickly wrap my arms around Antoine's neck to steady myself.
"Watch it." Antoine warned, eyes flashing. "Don't do something you're going to regret."
"What do you mean?" I asked curiously. "What would I regret?"
Instead of speaking, Antoine just kept his gaze locked on mine. Something within his eyes set my heart fluttering within my chest. The look there was not something that a normal friend would give, but what exactly it meant, I was too scared to know.
"Should I show you?" Antoine whispered, lowering his head ever so slightly.
Now his mouth was close enough to my face to allow his breath to tickle my skin.
"What are you doing?" I whispered, knowing that I should probably stop him, but at the moment I didn't want to. "You wouldn't take advantage of a drunk woman, would you?"
Antoine didn't say anything as he continued to watch me with that strange gleam in his eyes.
"If you want to kiss me, just do it." I murmured, meeting Antoine's gaze head on.
I had been half joking when I spoke, but I didn't actually expect Antoine to oblige by pressing his lips gently against mine. The initial shock of his action stunned me as he lifted his face and met my gaze once again. When I didn't argue or yell at him for what he had done, he pressed his lips to mine once more, this time harder.
Feeling something within me snap, I found myself kissing Antoine back, taking us both by surprise.
"Haidan..." Antoine sighed against my lips as he pulled me closer.
"Should we go to my room?" I asked, giving Antoine a mischevious grin. "Just incase someone sees us out here."
I didn't know if it was the pain from my heartbreak or the alcohol that was driving me, but that single kiss with Antoine just wasn't enough.
"Are you sure?" Antoine asked hesitantly.
Was I sure about this? I wasn't sure if I was sure, but at this particular moment I knew that just a simple kiss with Antoine wasn't enough.
Pulling his face towards mine my met his hungrily. That was all he needed to quickly carry me into the house and up the stairs to my room.
Throwing me on the bed, he pulled his shirt off before pouncing on top of me, allowing his mouth to claim mine. Opening my mouth, I urged his tongue to find its way to mine and allowed them to dance together as his hands ventured beneath my shirt.
Sighing, I closed my eyes and let myself get lost in the sensations I was feeling.
Too bright of sun pierced through my closed eyelids, forcing me awake. My head was pounding and my throat was parched, a clear indication that I was suffering from a hangover.
Sighing, I rolled over, trying to get away from the bright light that was sending my skull pounding, only to find something hard lying on the bed beside me.
Eyes flying open, I found myself face to face with a fast asleep Antoine. Screaming, I jumped up, immediately falling out of the bed and onto the floor.
"Shit." I cursed as my head knocked against the ground with a crack. "That fucking hurt."
Rubbing the back of my head, I looked at Antoine, who was still out cold.
"WAKE THE HELL UP!" I shrieked, yanking the blanket off of Antoine, only to find he was completely naked. "Antoine, get your ass up!"
Looking at the bare Antoine to myself, I couldn't stop the surge of anger and fear that raced through me. Not only was Antoine naked, but I found myself completely nude too.
Gasping, I quickly wrapped the blanket around myself while grabbing a pillow and slamming it against Antoine's head.
"Shit." Antoine grumbled, grabbing at the pillow to stop my attack. "Back the hell off Ashton."
"Who are you calling Ashton?" I hissed. "Get the hell up and explain what is going on!"
Yawning Antoine sat up in bed and looked down to where I was still sitting wrapped up like a burrito.
"Haidan?" Antoine muttered, rubbing his eyes. "What are you doing on my bedroom floor?"
"Your bedroom?" I shrieked, jumping up. "LOOK AROUND!"
I watched as Antoine slowly looked around the room, his eyes growing wider and wider until they rested on me once more.
"Why am I here?" He asked, frowning.
"You tell me." I snapped. "Then you can explain why you're naked!"
Antoine looked down at himself for the first time. Turning pale he fixed his shocked expression with mine.
"WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES?" He yelled, jumping up while grabbing at his pants.
I opened my mouth to respond, only to be stopped by the sound of footsteps hurrying down the hall towards my room. Looking at Antoine, I quickly mouthed for him to leave as the footsteps stopped directly in front of my door.
"Haidan!" My father called through the thick wood. "Is everything alright in there?"
"Leave." I silently hissed at Antoine while motioning towards the window.
"HAIDAN!" My father yelled louder as his fist connected with my door. "OPEN UP!"
Rushing to Antoine, I quickly placed my hands on his back and began to shove him until he reached the window. Giving me one last look, he hoisted the window open and dove through. Looking towards the ground, I watched as Antoine sprinted towards the forestline just beyond my yard before turning and hurrying towards my bedroom door.
Yanking it open I poked my head out to see my father's raging face.
"Dad, what's wrong?" I asked, pretending to yawn. "What's the urgency?"
Ignoring me, my father stormed into my room and began to look around. Following I tried to keep my expression calm and stop my pounding heart as I waited for him to finish his examination.
"What was that noise I heard earlier?" He asked now, fixing his gaze on me.
"Noise?" I repeated, feigning innocence. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"I heard screaming and banging in here." My father insisted, seeming not quite convinced by my innocent act. "What was that Haidan?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, dad." I said "Maybe you were hearing things?"
Continuing to watch me, my father waited another minute before letting out a breath. Seeming to give up, he simply shook his head and stormed out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him.
Sighing, I collapsed on the floor, pulling my blanket closer around me. I was still having a hard time processing what had just happened. How was it even remotely possible I had ended up sleeping with Antoine?
