"DRUNK STACY"

Stacy stumbled and was about to fall when Jason rushed and caught her by the waist. She giggled and turned to Jason patting his chest.

"Samuel, why did you leave me?" She uttered, blinking slowly.

"Huh?" Jason muttered surprised. What the fuck?

Stacy began hitting his chest.

"I was loyal and I loved you with all my heart, but you broke my heart, she wasn't even that good looking" she put her head down, making her hair fall too.

Jason kept staring at her while holding her all surprised. Immediately, she raised her head, startling Jason. She squinted her eyes and started tapping Jason's forehead with her forefinger.

"Urgh, what's your prob..." Stacy cut him blabbing "Samuel, why did you make out with Alya of all people, my best friend" She began sniffing..., Rubbing her nose

"Oh no, don't you dare..."Jason whined tiredly. Stacy started crying and quickly sat on the floor, freeing herself from "the shocked Jason."

Jason was more flabbergasted with all she had said, especially with the last part, he suddenly felt pity for her, but snapped out of it. He can't possibly be "sorry" for her. He thought.

"Hey Miss, you are such a bad drunk" he stated and turned to leave when the worst happened.

Stacy started wailing and began hitting on the hard tiles. "Oh jeez, what the hell?" Jason yelled, facepalming himself. He moved towards the bad drunk Stacy.

"It's time to sleep" he bent to her level and carried her in a bridal style. Stacy continued with her gibberish, and Jason couldn't help but laugh.

He got to the room, he gave her before and laid her gently on the bed. Covering her with the duvet, he switched off the lights and left.

Reaching his room, he slumped on the bed with his hands behind his head.

"That wasn't that alcoholic, was it?" He let out a small laugh remembering how drunk Stacy was. "She is such a bad drunk. Could it be she finished the wine while I was away because of the sweetness? Or because she was hungry? She is so funny." He chuckled more

"But who the heck is Samuel?" He thought, bitting on his forefinger. "Anyways" he sighed " that's none of my damn business." He laid down to sleep but after a few minutes, He began tossing on the bed.

"Shit" he cursed and sat down on the edges of the bed, massaging his temples. "why would Stone be after her? There must be something he has found out...hmm, I need to research about her. If Stone is really serious about abducting her then her safety is at stake" he thought

He stood up and left the room. He got to the living room and switched off the lights and television which were on. He went to the bar and saw an empty bottle of wine, Stacy took earlier.

He rolled his eyes and chuckled. "This explains much" he picked it up and dumped it into the trash bin, cleaned the bar and ascended the stairs. Stacy slept like a baby and woke up early in the morning. She yawned and stretched herself partially feeling quite weak. Suddenly, she held the duvet and looked inside to check herself.

"How did I get here?" She thought. Her eyes widened "Did we do "it"? No, no, no" She mumbled. "Pheww, I still have my clothes from last night" she heaved.

She ran into the bathroom and took a quick shower, she came out with a towel wrapped around her and headed to the wardrobe. " Not this boyish pyjamas again" she whined. Within 2minutes she got set and went to fetch herself some food.

Coming down the stairs, she looked around and there was no sign of someone. "Where could he be? Is he still asleep?" She thought.

Suddenly, an aroma filled her nostrils and she freely followed it, getting to the kitchen, she could see Jason with an apron hugging his body.

While flipping the pancake, Stacy stared at the pancake hungrily biting her lip unconsciously.

He sighed" you don't even know how to greet?" He spoke softly

"Emmm, I was... just...umm... never mind," she said. "Good morning"

"So you are here to get some food?" He asked

No, to gape at the pan all day. she thought, inwardly. "No, I was just checking out the kitchen" she replied grinning nervously. She made to leave when her stomach grumbled. "Shit"

"Go to the dining, I'll be done in a sec" he ordered.

She bent her head down in embarrassment and dragged herself to the dining area. Jason came with the pancakes and dropped them at the table. "Yoghurt or hot cocoa?" He asked.

"Yoghurt" she replied with her head placed on the table, facing downwards.

"Hmmm, Ok. At least one thing she doesn't have in common with Rose. If she was here, she would go for hot cocoa

A few minutes later, he got hot cocoa and dropped the yoghurt in front of her. He sat opposite her and started taking his meal. Stacy slowly raised her head and began munching on her pancake.

"Easy there" Jason chuckled seeing how Stack gulped her yoghurt. After seconds, When Jason was done with his meal, he moved towards Stacy who was engrossed with her meal and sat down.

"Stacy, I have bad news and bad news" he uttered which made Stacy surprised.

"What?" She asked

"Which should I start with the bad news or the bad news?" He asked plainly. Stacy arched her brow, trying to get whatever he was trying to say.

"Ok, whichever. Since there are both bad news anyway!" She began chewing on her spoon nervously and decided to take some milk down.

"Stone's after you" he stated

"What?" Immediately Stacy spat out her milk which landed perfectly on Jason's cloth.

"OMG! I'm deeply sorry" she stood up and took the table towel, cleaning his cloth. Jason just watched with a frown, obviously not knowing what to do at the moment.

"It's ok" he motioned her to stop and she sat down. She was seriously nervous as she began taking her bottle of water.

Jason gasped and continued his "bad news info"

"From now on, you are going to be staying with me."

"What!" And there it is again. She spat out the small quantity of water which ended up on Jason's face.

"And that's it!" Jason stood up and banged on the table loudly which scared the hell outta her. He headed towards his room.

"I'm sorry!" She yelled and this time she was totally freaking out. Now what?" She thought

"What happens to my old apartment? What am I gonna tell Bethany? Worst of it all, how am I going to be staying with my CEO? Argh!" She yelled as she began breathing heavily.

Today being Saturday, they both had nowhere to go. Ever since Jason left, Stacy hasn't seen him.

"God knows what he's doing up there" she heaved.

"It's lunchtime already, what should I prepare for him? Bacon? Toasted bread? Scrambled eggs? What exactly?" She gasped tiredly

"Well, isn't it obvious that he locked himself up there to avoid a weirdo like me, who has done nothing appreciative than to ruin his god-like face and expensive clothes? By spitting, oh gosh! That's sure embarrassing."