You Make Me Perfect

I woke up with the worst headache I ever had in my life. I thought my head was going to explode. Not only my head but my whole body was aching like crazy... Mostly, my lower abdomen was hurting like I got my periods. Is my period due on today, I don't remember. However, I felt so lifeless, and my body was like it got severely beaten up. When I open my eyes, I was not facing a big family photograph in my room. How can that happen? I always woke up to see that. I shifted my eyes here and there... Not just the family photograph, my wardrobe, my dressing table, my reading table, none of them were there... This is not my bedroom! Where the hell am I? I sit on the bed alarmed. I felt a sudden cold, and I wrapped hands over my chest. My hands touched my breasts, making me shiver... I quickly looked at myself self, and then only I realize that my body was just covered with a sheet, and I have nothing underneath... Nothing at all! How the fu** this happen? I never sleep naked... So how I did that last night? I think I have done something terrible!!! I screamed involuntarily!!! I was so scared and baffled. Then the bedroom door was opened, and when I see who entered the room, I got even more scared. "You?" I screamed again. He was just wearing a towel around his waist. His eight packs were nicely on display. He seemed like he just got out of the shower. His wet hair along with his naked chest made him sexy than ever. But this is not a time to admire those... I quickly covered myself from the sheets... He released a sigh looking at me. Then he slowly walked up to me. He had a tray with a glass of water and some pills on it. "Where the hell am I?" I yelled at him. "Take these first, it will reduce your headache and other pains..." he said worriedly. I got really angry with him. I am totally naked on someone's bed, and he is asking me to take some fuc*ing medicine without telling me where I am. I smacked the tray with all the strength I had, and it made him drop the tray to the floor. Making a loud sound it dropped down along with the cup. His eyes got widened. I think he never thought I would do something like that. "Where am I?" I shouted. "You are at my house and in my bedroom," he replied calmly. "What?" I screamed. "Don't you remember anything?" he then asked sadly. "What am I suppose to know?" I asked. "You remember coming to my house for the party?" I tried to recall ... Yeah... I remember I came to a party at his house. But what am I doing naked in his bed? "I remember that, tell me what the fu** I am doing on your bed like this?" I was not dared to say the word 'naked'. So I asked like that. "Don't you remember getting drunk and start dancing with me?" he asked. I shook the head. Actually, I don't remember dancing with him. I don't get drunk usually, so how this happened? "Well... After dancing for hours, we finally ended up here," he said. "Then how I become..." without saying that word, I asked, looking at my body... He looked down, avoiding my eyes... "What the fu**? Tell me why I am like this?" I yelled. I was so scared... I don't think I have ever been this terrified in my entire life... "Aren't you going to tell me. Don't make me go mad!!" I shouted again, but he was still silent. His face was filled with worry, and he was still looking down. Tightening the sheet securely around me, I got down from the bed. I have to make him talk! I looked at him angrily. He was now looking at the bed, his face clearly said how confused and concerned he is. I moved my eyes to the bed to see what is he looking at. When my eyes focussed on the bedsheet, I felt like my heart stopped! ****************************************************