The night had simultaneously passed in a flash yet gone in slow motion. The bonfire, the carnival, the show; they were all things Reggie would still remember the next morning, but perhaps a little blurry. Could you blame him? All he wanted to do was have a little fun, and he did. No, he was. The alcohol was making sure of that. He had played vigorously on stage and had even accidentally hit a girl with an empty beer bottle, had taken pictures with those who recognized him as one of ANTISOCIAL’s members and was pretty sure he asked a single mom out of a date during the bonfire. Yes, it was true, as mature and collected as Reggie seemed he was still a typical ‘rockstar’ at heart. He obviously hadn’t been doing much thinking the whole day, and he definitely didn’t think twice when he found himself laying down on the beach with Hayley right next to him and out of impulse, kissed her. A sloppy kiss at that thanks to the alcohol, but a kiss nonetheless. The words ‘I might be drunk’ left him as soon as the two pulled away, followed by a drunken laugh as he too fell back onto the sand. “I’ll have you know I’m, like, a great lover.” Reggie spoke with his hands although all he could see was the sky above them, a rather boring sight compared to the woman next to him.“You can ask my ex-wife.” The slurred words became even more distorted as he moved onto his side and pushed himself up with his elbow, not even bothering to keep his distance as he hovered over Hayley. “No, wait, ask Summer. No, no. Autumn I meant Autumn. Who names their kids after seasons?” He scoffed as if the idea repulsed him and as if he hadn’t just kissed the girl he was speaking to. “Oh, I know. I’ll write a song about it. Make you tingle in all the right places.”
“I would have to see that in action to believe it,” Hayley teased him with a smirk, nudging his side, now that he was laying down next to her. “You were pretty adamant that I was wrong about you only being able to last thirty seconds.” She watched him as he hovered over her. It was almost as if she felt protected, having him so close. There was just something about his face. The way he looked so wonderful and kind but so determined and focused at the same time. “Oh wow,” Hayley chuckled at his last comment, she wondered if he was aware of what he’d just done, or whether his drunken alcohol brain had already forgotten. But then again, she’d already convinced herself that by the morning this whole evening would be a distant memory for the guy. “Your ego is pretty big when you’re drunk, babes,” she said with a smirk, not really able to stop herself under his almost contagiously captivating smile. Her eyes, however, weren’t focused on his, they were focused on his lips. She couldn’t pull herself away, she just wanted to pull him down and pull his lips onto her once again. Could she? Hayley lifted her hand and held it behind his head, gently stroking his hair. She didn’t know if she could. She always thought she was this hugely confident being, and when it was someone she didn’t know, she pretty much was; but with Reggie, when it was this stuff, she wasn’t so sure. There was a moment, a kind of ‘fuck it’, moment, but even then, she didn’t think she could do it. “If I kissed you again, could you forget that tomorrow? Can I just say I was drunk?” Hayley asked nervously. Her hand slowly pulling his head towards her, stopping just before her lips, their noses touching. “I tell you what - you write me a song and I’ll forget this ever happened. If you want that, anyway. Or you can have a free tattoo. Or some damn good sex. Or one of those really pathetic things...cuddles, is that what they’re called? Lucky dip on the options, hey.”
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