Chapter 7 Drunken phone call

Wyatt

I got woken from my sleep with my phone ringing. It was still dark, telling me it was still late. Who is calling at this hour? I managed to see the time on my clock, three a.m. why is someone calling me at this time? I felt around for my phone in the dark, finding it. I looked at the screen, thrown my strained eyes, and see Hazel-Rose name flashing on my screen.

I quickly answered, in case something was wrong.

"Hazel-Rose, is everything OK?" I asked.

"Wyatt, I am drunk and can't find my friends," She huffed.

"You are alone?" I asked, sitting up.

"Yes," She said, "I lost my friends," She added.

I sighed, running my fingers through my hair. I don't like knowing she is alone.

"Where are you?" I asked, "I will come and get you," I added.

I would rather get her home quicker and saver. She mumbled the name of the club that she was outside of. I told her I would be there soon before hanging up. I was exhausted, but I don't mind going to get her. I pulled some clothes on, grabbed my car keys and headed out. It would only take ten minutes to get there.

I arrived, trying to find a space, but the ones outside of the club were all full of cabs. I found a space across the street and rushed over. I looked around for Hazel-Rose, finally seeing her standing against the wall, well, trying too. How much has she drunk?

"Hazel-Rose," I said, going to her.

"Wyatt," She slurred.

She pulled herself off the wall, stumbling as she did. I grabbed her before she fell.

"Come on, gorgeous, let's get your drunken ass home," I said.

"Hmm, yes, bed," She stammered.

I slipped my arm around her, holding her up and walked her to my car. She must be freezing. All she has on is a tight, short dress and her heels. No tights, no coat or jacket. I grabbed the hoody I had in the back of the car and put it over her shoulders before helping her into my vehicle.

"Did you have a good night?" I asked.

"Yes, but drank too much," She said, rubbing her head.

"Rest, sweetness. I will wake you up when we get to your place," I said.

Hazel-Rose mumbled something and then nodded. She curled up, and I pull the seatbelt over her and clipping it in. She was soon drifting off and snoring. I chuckled. It was sort of cute, her little snore. I headed to her apartment. I tried wakening her up when we got there, but she groaned and told me to go away.

It would look like I am carrying her inside. I grab her bag and looking for her keys. I don't like going through anyone's things without permission, but I didn't have much of a choice. I found her keys and got out, running around to the other side. I scooped her into my arms and headed inside. Hazel-Rose snuggled into me, her face in my neck.

It was a little bit of a struggle, but I managed to her inside. I put a light on to see where I was going, looking for her bedroom. The apartment wasn't too big, her room easy enough to find. I carry her to the bed, laying her down, and she doesn't even stir.

I remove her shoes, and just when I am about to cover her up, Hazel-Rose opened her eyes to look at me.

"Wyatt, dress off," She slurred.

Her words weren't making much sense, but I still know what she meant. I nodded, getting onto the bed. I take the bottom of her dress, and she lifts herself from the bed, just enough to let me remove her clothing. I got a surprise when I realise all she had on underneath was her panties, no bra.

"You could have warned me, gorgeous," I laughed.

"Why? You are going to see it all eventually anyway," She giggles.

"You sound confident about that," I said.

"I am," She replied, "You already want me. By the end of our three dates, I will have you obsessed and addicted," She added.

"You will?" I asked.

"Yes, by the end of our third date, you will be desperate to rip my clothes off and have your wicked way with me," She replied.

"If you insist, you should really get some sleep," I said, pulling the covers over her.

I went to walk away, going to ger some water for during the night and painkillers for when she wakes up.

"Where are you going?" She asked, "I think you should stay here with me tonight, in my bed," She added.

I planned on it, especially with how drunk she was in case she was sick or something, but I wasn't sleeping in bed with her. I will take the sofa or something.

"I am going to get you some water," I said, "I am staying but on the sofa," I added.

Hazel-Rose rolls her eyes.

"You are no fun," She huffed.

I laughed loudly and went to find her kitchen. I got her two bottles of water and searched for pain killers, and finally found some. I went back through, and she was sitting up now.

"Here, drink this, sweetness," I said, handing her a bottle.

She happily took it, opening and drinking it.

"Slow down. You are going to make yourself sick," I said.

"Yes, Sir," She said sarcastically but did slow down.

I loved how feisty and sarcastic she was. It was all entertaining for me. I took the bottle from her once she said she had enough.

"Now, will you please try to get some rest?" I asked.

"No," She said firmly.

"No?" I asked, cocking my brow.

"I am not going to sleep unless you come to bed and sleep in here with me," She said.

Hazel-Rose was looking at me with a stern look. I could argue with her on it, but I had a feeling even with her being drunk, it wasn't going to be an argument I will win. If it means she goes to sleep, then I guess it won't do any harm. I think she is too drunk to try anything, and even if she did, I wouldn't allow it to happen, especially when she is drunk. I am not that kind of guy.

"Fine, but keep your hands to yourself," I laughed, "And please put something on to cover you," I added.

She muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes a few times. She grabbed a tee from her drawer and pulled it on.

"Now, will you get your ass into bed?" She said.

"Yes, ma'am," I smirk.

I kick my shoes off, taking my jumper off because I would be too warm. I sort of wish I had put a tee on underneath, but I was in a rush. Luckily, I had joggers on and not jeans, meaning I can sleep comfortable enough in them.

Hazel-Rose let her eyes map over me and was not trying to hide it. I watch as she licks her lips, and her eyes turn darker. I don't think I have had someone look at me with such lust before in the way that she looks at me.

"Mmm, I can't wait to get my hands and lips all over that, soon," She smirked.

"Yeah, yeah, now scoot over," I said.

She hurried over, and I climbed into the bed next to her and pulling the covers over us. Hazel-Rose came over to my side of the bed.

"Can I at least get snuggles, or isn't that allowed either?" She said.

"I am sure I can do that," I smiled.

She smiled brightly when I said that. She snuggled into me, and I slipped my arm around her. It only took seconds before she drifted off.

"Sleep well, beautiful," I whispered, kissing the top of her head.

It should be an interesting morning when she wakes up.