When I Get You Alone

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And I want it bad

Because you walk pretty

Because you talk pretty

Cause you make me sick

And Im not leaving

Til you're leaving

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"This stupid song AGAIN!?" I must have heard it at least 10 times last night.

I had the worst hangover ever and I couldn't remember a thing from last night. All I know is that our siblings and some of the guys from the team came over to the house for Jordan’s and my BBQ. My iPod was still on the dock because I could hear it blaring from the living room, ringing in my head. I must have left the playlist from last night on repeat, because at this rate "When I Get You Alone" was going to be stuck in my head for the next month. As I got up I saw Jordan in my bed. "Not again…” was all I could think as I tried to recall anything else from the night before. I got out of bed as quietly as I could not to wake Jordan, grabbed my phone and headed to the living room to turn off the music. I checked Jordan's room to see if anyone crashed there and maybe that's why he was in my bed, but nothing. I decided to call Sid to see if he could tell me what went on last night.

"Uhhh hello?" Said a groggy voice on the other end of the line

"Sid?"

"Cayla?"

“Yeah..."

“Are you aware of what time it is?"

As I got up I didn't even think to look at the time, it was 6:24 in the morning. I always wake up early when
I'm hung-over, how could I forget that now?

"Sorry Sid, didn’t mean to wake you but I just wanted to check in about last night from the most sane person of our group."

"Okay, well for to start off the night you and I kicked Jord’s and TK’s asses in pong."

"Fuck yeah! You know I can kick anyone's ass in pong! Pong champ, woo!"

"That you are. But then as the night went on Duper and Geno got hammered and ended up fighting”

"What!? Why the hell were they fighting?!"

"Well we were all in the backyard and they started wrestling. But Duper took an accidental nut shot too seriously and punched Geno dead in his face and from there all we could see were fist being thrown. Eventually Flower and Jordan were able to break them up."

"How bad was the damage?"

"Just a couple of bruises for Duper, but we sent Geno home in a cab with a black eye."

“Shit man, so that's why his car is still in our drive way. I wonder how they're going to feel when they wake up today."

"Yeah I’ll have to check on them both later on."

"Anything else happen"?

"Well..." Sid started to drift off.

"Sid, just tell me."

"Well there was something else, but since you don't remember and I'm sure Jordan won’t either, I don't
know if I should tell you."

"Don't fuck around Sid"

"I couldn't make something like this up."

"Just spit it out already!"

"You and Jordan kind of sort of hooked up last night."

I could feel the a lump forming in my throat. I knew that it had happened again. But no one except for me and Jordan knew about our previous hookups. Not the team, and not our siblings. And a hundred thoughts rushed to my head. Specifically a red headed boy that still had a huge spot in my heart after so many years, that was there last night, and probably saw every kiss shared between Jordan and I.

"Cay"

"Cay"

"Cayla!" Sid had used his captain voice to bring me back to reality.

"Are you fucking with me?"

"Hahahhah, how I wish I was Cay.” Amusing to him, screwed up to me

"Sweet mother of God. What the hell! Why didn't you guys stop us?"

"Oh trust me we did, at least 6 times. We took Jord outside and made sure a few of the guys stayed inside with you. But somehow either you would make your way outside or Jordan would act like he was getting a beer from the fridge or go to the bathroom and he wouldn’t come back out. So after the 8th time we just let you guys go at it."

"Oh my go-“

Just as I went to yell at Sid for letting me do something so stupid I heard Jordan yawning and shuffling around in the bed. So I got up and went to the kitchen, maybe I’d find something to eat. I was glad Jordan’s movement had cut me off before I could yell at Sid. This wasn't his fault. I shouldn't have been drinking so much last night. God I haven't gotten shit faced in so long and the one night I did I hook up with my best friend. What. The. Hell. What was I thinking?

“Well, thanks Sid. I’m going to make some food, I’ll talk to you later.”

“See ya later, Cayla.”

And with a click of the line the phone call was over. I decided on oatmeal since it was too early to make breakfast for the both of us. I sat in my favorite corner of the couch, threw on Wayne’s World, and watched Jordan sleeping in my bed. But no matter how hard I tried to avoid it, I couldn’t shake Jared from my thoughts…

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