did they or didn't they (Slate tags Holly)

[Slate Cummings]

Slate blinked a few times then rubbed his eyes. He knew he wasn't in his room but whose? He looked around the room then he looked next to him.

There was Holly sound asleep.

He looked down and was shirtless. Had they? He peeked under the sheet.

Yep. The boxers were off too.

He wasn't sure how to react. He didn't remember following her to her room or taking his clothes off...or Holly's for that matter. He was in a panic, not knowing what to do.

He looked at the floor and found his boxers and quickly slid them on. He didn't want to wake Holly but he felt it was urgent.

He rolled on his side to face her. "Holly, wake up, something happened. We need to talk." He gently nudged her.

[hollyknowles]

It had been a really good date. Slate had come by at the promised time with pizza and they'd selected a few movies for the evening. After they had made quick work of the pizza, and Holly had felt like quite the little piggy with it. She'd worked up a hell of an appetite at the peprally earlier that evening.

They'd cuddled up on the couch to watch the other three movies, and midway through the final one, the pair had found themselves mostly asleep. Holly had somehow prodded Slate into moving, both of them zombie-like up the stairs to her room. They'd collapsed into her bed close to 2am.

From there, Holly had found herself enveloped in a lovely dream involving Slate, skin on skin contact, slickness, heavy breathing. It had felt really real in the dream, and it had been nice.

The blond woke to Slate's southern drawl pulling her gently out of sleeps embrace, and she turned over to open her eyes. "What's wrong?" She asked, a frown crossing her features as she found that she was not dressed beneath the sheets. "Oh.." She said softly, her cheeks turning pink.

She sat up slowly, taking care to keep the sheets against her body. "tell me that it was just a dream..right?"

[Slate Cummings]

It was clear Slate was uncomfortable if anything had happened. "Um here, put this on," he handed her his shirt, at least it was something to cover up with. "I...I honestly don't know. I woke up and found myself like this, well mostly." He didn't say that he was naked.

"I'm seriously freaked out by this, don't get me wrong, I was just sort of trying to save myself till I was ready." That had to sound majorly cheesy to people but it was how he was raised. His hair was already in bedhead mode and the running of his hand through his black mane made it stick up even more.

"Just tell me this was coincidental that we ended up like this?"

He did care about Holly but the last thing he wanted was to be a father before college.

[hollyknowles]

HOlly took the shirt that Slate held out to her, pulling it over her naked form. "I..don't know if it was jsut a dream.." She told him quietly. The blue eyed beauty looked down at the comforter for a moment, memories washing over her. She had waited an entire year before giving herself to Nick..and now..she and Slate weren't even offically dating, and this happens? There was a gentle ache between her thighs that told her she had not been dreaming.

She heard Slate say he was freaked by this, and that honestly hurt. She didn't let on about it though. "i'm sorry...I don't know how it happened..I mean..I remember coming upstairs and crashing...and it must have been while we were in that in-between of sleep and awake.."

Holly moved carefully from the bed, making sure that Slate's shirt fell past her hips. "I don't know if it makes any difference now..but I am on the pill..I was even before my ex and I...you know." She admitted quietly.

[Slate Cummings]

Slate covered his eyes while Holly slipped the shirt on. A real gentleman never watched a lady dress no matter how small it may be.

"That's all I remember as well." He shook his head. Zombie mode strikes again. "I'm just not ready for any results yet, I hope you know what I mean."

"The pill isn't a hundred percent fool proof." That's when more of a panic set it. "Jesus, it doesn't even look like I had protection!" He covered his eyes. "God I was so stupid!" He flew out of the bed gathering what other clothes he had. He accidentally found her bra and panties and gingerly handed them to her. "I can't...I can't deal with this right now. I need to be alone. Sorry Holly."

[hollyknowles]

Holly looked at Slate when he said he had to be alone and he couldn't deal with this right now. She nodded, looking down at the ground for a few seconds. "I'm sorry too.." She whispered.


She stood from the bed, taking the articles of clothing from him when he handed them over. holly grabbed her robe from her closet door and pulled it on before taking Slate's shirt off so that he could put it back on and leave fully dressed. She felt horrid, there was a huge rock sitting in the middle of her stomach.

"Look, I'm gonna go to the pharmacy..and get that emergency contraception thing..and we won't have to worry about any results from this..." There was a look on her face, one that almost begged him to not leave...Nick had left and it had broken her. If Slate..the first guy that she let care about her, left her after this..it would hurt so bad.

"You aren't gonna call me later...are you.." It was a statement, not a question..she knew he wouldn't.

[Slate Cummings]

"Good idea." Slate muttered gently taking the shirt from Holly. He was so confused he had a tough time slipping it back on.

All he wanted was to be told that everything would be fine and there was nothing to be worried about. But this was life not a happy ending Disney movie.

Slate sighed at Holly's statement. "Honestly, right now, I don't know. I have too much to think about at the moment." He wetted his lips then bit his bottom lip as he turned to look at Holly.

"I'm sorry this happened." He looked at her with big brown eyes, starting to sting.

"Good bye Holly."