( JC's P.O.V )
" Dude...." A hush voiced whispered, I groaned pulling the hoofdkussen, kussen over my head and rolling on my stomach. " Dude get up " the voice said. I layed there for a minuut trying to process what was happening, what had happened last night? what the heck did i do?, and who the heck was talking to me?. All these vragen filled my clouded brain when finally I felt a jab in my side, " Ow!! " I yelped out as the hoofdkussen, kussen was pulled from over my head as I curled up into a ball in an attempt to sooth the sharp pain in my side and somewhat defend myself. My hazel brown eyes traced up to a tan...