No More Tea Parties

~The Next Morning~

Nicole groaned softly as sunlight poured over her eyes.

"Merde, il est trop tôt pour être le matin,(Shit, it's too early to be morning)" She muttered as she pulled her pillow over her face. Another few days of sleep sounded like heaven. She knew the pounding in her head was only the beginning of a killer hang over.

"Je ne boirai plus jamais, (I'll never drink agian.)" she promised her pillow, before she peered out from under the cave that she made from her pillow, reading the alarm clock on the side table she swore "Putain de merde! Il est 9:30 déjà?! Je vais être en retard!(Holy shit! It's 9:30 already?! I'm going to be late!)"

Bolting up right she throw off the blankets before pausing and grabbing her head, "Peut-être je vais l'appeler dans malade aujourd'hui...(Maybe I'll call in sick today...)"

Groaning again Nicole laid back down in her bed, or at least she thought that this was her bed. Slowly sitting up again she looked around the room she found herself in. It was very large with off white walls and modern looking furniture. To the left was an open door showing a peek of a grand bathroom and a large open walk in closet. To her right was a large window that was letting in far too much light for Nicole's eyes liking. Across the room was a door that she assumed lead to the rest of the house

Holding her head for a moment she tried to recall exactly what had happened the night before. Movement beside her in the bed made her jump slightly as she finally noticed that there was another person in the bed, her heart beat sped up slightly.

"Alec?" She whispered fearfully, praying she was wrong. He was the last thing she needed right now.

The man besides her made no reply, but continued to snore softly. Slowly, careful so as not to disturb him, Nicole pulled the blankets back, revealing a very broad shoulder and muscular back.

He had the pillow pulled over his head and was sleeping on his stomach, leaving her no closer to knowing who she had spent the night with. Relief swept over her none the less as she realized that it was not Alec. This man was broad and obviously worked out, Alec on the other hand, had a thin and wiry build. This man also had a great number of tattoos adorning his arms, though from the angle she was at a loss as to what they were. Alec hated tattoos, along with everything else in the world.

She sighed as the fear she had felt washed away. Leaning back on to the head board she tried to remember what all had happened the night before. She wasn't given much time as the alarm clock on the nightstand started blasting shrilly. The man groaned as Nicole let out a stifled squeak.

"Fucking alarm" He muttered he pulled himself over her lap and fumbled to turn the thing off. Once the assault on their ears was silenced, he rolled over and looked at her blearily, "Good morning,"

"Go-good morning," She stuttered. Looking at her was a man in his late 20's. He had light hazel eyes, and short dark brown hair.

This was not just any man, the person who was sprawled across her lap was Matt Sanders, aka M. Shadows from Avenged Sevenfold. Sex personified.

Sitting up, Matt climbed out of bed, and headed to the door, Nicole simple stared after him. Turning around he scratched the back of his neck.

"Do you drink coffee?" he asked as he looked at her groggily.

Nicole nodded trying to keep her eyes on his face. Not an easy task as the man before, who was built like a tattooed god, was in nothing but a pair red of boxers, "Yes."
He smiled at her, "Well come on down stairs and I'll make us some. Oh! Umm" He crossed the room to his dresser and quickly pulled out a pair of basketball shorts and a black tee shirt."Here," He said as he offered them to her, "These will be umm.. warmer,"

Looking down at herself, finally realizing that she too was in nothing but her underwear.

"Oh, thank you," She said as she got out of bed. taking the clothing she blushed. 'What did we do last night?!' She thought as she pulled the tee shirt over her head. Matt stood in the doorway feeling awkward as Nicole dressed.

"Sorry I don't have anything smaller for you..," He said to the ceiling, not knowing where else to look.

"Oh that is okay, it is better than nothing, right?" She said as she pulling the draw string on the shorts tightly and tied it off. They still hung rather loosely on her hips, but she ignored that and smiled up at Matt brightly, "Now what was that about coffee?"

"Right this way," He said returning her smile before leading the way downstairs, Nicole following right behind him.

The pair of them walked into the kitchen and Matt started to mess with the coffee machine while Nicole sat on a stool at the island in the center of the room. Once the coffee was going Matt went to retrieve two mugs from the cupboard. Setting them both down in front of her he asked, "Do you take your coffee with cream and sugar or straight?"

"Cream and sugar most definitely,"

"Okay then," He said turning to open the fridge, Grabbing the milk out he set it too on the counter before going to the pantry grabbing the sugar out. As he was doing that Nicole looked around the large cooking space. It was grand as the rest of the house, with brand new appliances and dark wood cabinets. Through the windows she could see out to the beach. The view would have been much easier to appreciate had her head not felt like it was going to explode, and the reflection of the sun off the water was not such a welcomed thing at the moment.

Matt set the sugar down before going to a drawer and pulling out two spoons, the movement brought Nicole back to the reality at hand. She had just spent the night Matt Sanders. She had no clue how that had happened. The last things she remembered clearly was arguing with Alec behind the club she had just been hired at, when a tall man with a deep and somewhat gravelly voice interrupting them. She had a few drinks more then she should have with him and his friends... She remembered the builds of most of the guys with him, who she now guessed where his band mates, which would explain the familiarity she had had with them. She also recalled dancing for a bit with a few of the girls that were with them, and arguing with someone about her name being Nickel? But beyond that the night was pretty much a blur.

"Umm Matt?" She asked hesitantly.

Matt was now pouring steaming coffee into the two mugs, "Umm, yes?"

"Did we..," She began as she poked at the counter with her finger her cheeks going red. She had never had to ask this before.

"Did we what?" He asked as he offered her a mug, a small smirk playing on his mouth.

"Have sex?" She finished as she took the cup and looked him in the eye.