I began to wake
up slowly, head pounding and slightly spinning… All of a sudden my stomach tightened
the way it does when you think you’re about to throw up…I was still drunk and if I had any doubts, my breath confirmed it!
I leaned over to get out of bed and banged my head against the wall… I
collapsed back into bed, hand on my head trying to magically heal my now ever
more present headache when I realised that there is no wall by my bed… My bed
is in the middle of my room so how did the wall get there?! I slowly turn over
and see a white wall which now has a small brown stain from where the leftover
make up on my forehead has now smudged on to. Riiight… this was not my room or
my bed… I was in the wrong bed! How
very curious this all was…
Thankfully, I’m
more or less fully clothed, I turn to my left and see the back of someone… he
looked familiar, even from behind. The way his hair curled at the top of his
neck, I spent hours playing with those curls, I adored those curls…. OR it was
someone with very similar curly hair! I sit up and scan the room; yup it’s his
room all right. He starts to stir slightly and I freeze, I mean literally
freeze and hold my breath like that’s going to help. He shifts but doesn’t
wake, not yet anyway. I couldn’t have him see me like this! I didn’t even know
what my face looked like! Clearly I still had makeup on even though half of it
was still on the not so white anymore wall! For some reason I tried to remove
the evidence and in doing so spread my make up further around… great! I hate White walls! No doubt my mascara
and eye liner had escaped from their original position and made their way
towards my cheeks. I dreaded to think what the pillow even looked like. I
lifted my head slightly and yup… there is was… my second face all over his
pillow. I told him that his white pillow cases wouldn’t last long with me around!
I had no sympathy; I really didn’t as he had been warned. I can’t be trusted
around such clean and white things…
I needed to get
up and get to a bathroom (killer breath)
or at least a mirror so when he woke up I didn’t look like the Bride of
Frankenstein. But to be honest I didn’t even really know where I was nor did I
have the energy, so I lay back down and fell asleep….
What must have
been a few hours later, I began to wake up slowly, head now really throbbing. I leaned over to get
out of bed and banged my head on the
wall AGAIN! Then remembered I was in the wrong bed, this was not my room.
He turned over and opened his eyes before I had a chance to pretend I was asleep!
I was expecting some sort of gasp or scream even but nothing, just his gorgeous
smile. All he said was ‘morning beautiful’ and then lay down and pulled to lay
down next to him…
I wasn’t quite
sure how I ended up in this room let alone this bed but I knew for sure I was definitely
in the right place…
‘I wanna
be drunk when I wake up on the right side
of the wrong bed…' Ed Sheeran
