1 January 2015
"Ugh, fuck." I groaned as I rolled off the sofa. I don't remember any of last night, but that's the best way to start a New Year as far as I'm concerned.
I turn around to notice a girl who was obviously sleeping tightly beside me last night. She is naked. So am I.
I rummage around the mess to find my boxer shorts. I pull them up my legs and onto the lowest part of my waist before stretching my back and making my way into the kitchen.
The mess is horrifying. "Ugh." I groan again. I'll clean it tomorrow.
I managed to find one clean coffee mug and start to make myself a coffee.
After I finish brewing my coffee I take it back into the living room with me. Forgetting that there is a girl sleeping on my couch, I clear my throat loudly.
She makes a little noise before lifting her head up and slowing taking in her surroundings. She sits up looking slightly dazed and confused.
I clear my throat again and she turns her attention to me. Her facial expression eases a little. She must remember more than I do about last night.
"Morning." She says.
I don't say anything I just watch her as she gets up and pulls a sheet that somehow found it's way on the floor around her naked body.
"Morning to you too." She grumbles after I didn't respond.
"Sorry.. I just.."
I loose trail of my speech as she walks over to me. She's incredibly beautiful. Even with her makeup smudged all over her face and her eyes puffy. I wish I remembered her. At all.
"Look.. Henry, was it? Last night was fun and all but let's be real. It was a one night stand, for New Years sake.
"I'll just let myself out." She announces, cutting me off again, before taking the fresh mug of coffee from me hands and heading towards the door. Still only wearing nothing but a sheet.
I forgot I had a brain as I watched her leave. Who is she.
"Wait.. My names Harry!" I remembered as the door slammed as she exited.