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Caty was still extremely drunk as Evan carried her to the car, but as they made there way to it, she fell sound asleep. Once Evan laid caty in the car, she woke up a bit. "Where am I?" She whispered, barely concious. She would obviously not remember any of this tomorrow.

Evan awoke to the sound of his alarm going off. It only took him a few moments to remember everything from last night, and then it hit him, that both him and Caty were laying, on top of the bed spread, fully clothed, and absolutely filthy. Evan knew he stunk, so he want to go take a shower, trying to avoid waking Kady up. He was afraid she may get the wrong idea as to what has happened last night.

Caty's eyes fluttered open. She wearily looked at her surroundings and saw that she was not in her house. "Shit..." She muttered. She really hoped that she hadn't done anything. She quietly got up and began to get her things together

After rinsing himself off, and scrubing all the crust and grime off his body, Evan was finished taking a shower. He wrapped a towel around his lower half, and opened the door, releasing a large amount of steam from into the bedroom.

Caty heard the shower turn off. Shit. She was running out of time. She grabbed her purse and headed out the bedroom door to find the exit. She found a door and opened it, only to be met by Evan, standing only in his towel

Walking out of the bathroom, Something bumps right into Evan's Chest, and once he looks down, he notices it's Caty. He couldn't help but release a laugh, "Calm down Caty. Give me some time to get dressed." He suddenly became aware of how close they were. How close she was to his bare chest. Backing up to give her space, he but his lip, feeling slightly awkward by the face Caty was giving him.

"Ah! Who are you?" Caty asked. Man, she must've gotten really really drunk last night. She stared into the beautiful eyes of her host. He was very very attractive. At least she didn't go home with someone ugly or dangerous

"Ah! Don't scream. I promise nothing happened. You met me at the bar last night, and you were really drunk, so I decided to take you home. It was unsafe for you" he pauses to take a breath then continues to ramble, "some guy was try to get with you blonde." Evan wasn't sure why she didn't remember him at all, and suddenly he felt dissapointed. They had met before she was even drunk.

"My name isn't blonde..." She scoffed, "it's Caty. And I think I remember you, your name was Eli...no! Evan! You are Evan! Thank you so much!" She ran at him and gave him a big hug, but then she remembered that he was wearing nothing but a towel.

When Caty pulled away, Evan pulled his towel tighter, she had almost knocked it right off. He faced her with a sly smile, it wasn't every day a guy like him gets a hug from a girl like her. "As much as I like to chit chat BLONDE, I think you'd feel much more comfortable if I got dressed. I'm sure you find it quite distracting." He was joking, and hopefully Caty knew that too. As he walked past her into his bedroom, he lifted his eyebrows in a teasing way.

Caty playfully hit him in the arm. As if challenging him. She winked and ran off to his living room. She quickly brushed her hair and gave herself a quick smell. She smelled terrible. She quickly threw on a t-shirt that Evan had laid down in his room and she put on some deodorant. She didn't look that good, but she felt comfortable around him, so it was okay.

Evan didn't know why, but Caty looked hot wearing his shirt. Though it was huge on her, and could probably pass as a dress, seeing her in his clothes gave him a sense that she was his. Which wasn't the case at all. In reality, they were strangers, not even friends. "Oh um, I'm glad your making yourself comfortable." He said, gulping down. She was stunning. He looked down at himself, a plain black v neck, khaki short, and toms, he could of looked better, but it was too late to turn around now.

"Oh! I'm so sorry. I should've asked if I could wear your clothes..." She said shyly, "I can change back into my dress if you want..."

"No!" He scrame accidentally, "I mean uh, no of course not, it's fine." Evan wanted to hug her, he wanted to hold her and invite her out. But he wasn't sure if she was up for it, but him being the man that he was went for it. "Im taking you out" he said almost too abruptly, mentally he face palmed himself. Why did he say that out loud?

Cary chuckled. "Okay!" She suddenly remembered. "Wait, I don't have anything to wear. And I don't have any makeup. I don't want to embarrass you..."

Evan scoffed at her remark. Embarrass him? No one could ever be embarrassed with a blonde like her. "Oh trust me, I could never be embarrassed of you." He stopped himself from going further, changed his words then continued, "But if YOU would feel more comfortable, I could take you to your house." Evan was trying to stay smooth.

Caty smiled. "I just need some shorts or jeans...could I borrow some of yours?"

"I'm not sure you'll fit." He replied. As much as he wanted to see her in his clothes he wanted her to feel comfortable. "Hey, my roommate has a girlfriend, I'm sure he has something for you to wear. Unless, you really just want to wear my pants" Evan gave her a sly grin.

Caty playfully hit him on the arm. "I'll wear the girlfriends clothes." She said. "You can pick out the outfit." She smiled, "I trust you."

How in the hell did she trust him to pick clothes for her. Evan didn't know a single thing about dressing women, so as he stared at the closet full of clothes, he felt helpless. Eventually, he picked out a black dress similar to the one she wore last night, in hopes that the heels that she had wore the night before would match.
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Evan walked back into the living room and saw...