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Chapter 18 : The One with the Morning After
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The first thing I was aware of was the fact that there was someone next to me. Now I’m not the kind of girl who sleeps with guys- okay I haven’t even had a first kiss yet so let’s not get ahead of ourselves. It was a little worrying.
Scrap that, I’m freaking out.
The second thing I was aware of was the harsh light burning holes through my head and into my brain. But back to the body beside me. What if it was a guy? Oh god what if we did things? Awful things. Do I dare look? What if it is a guy I know, do I get up and crawl away? My stomach lurched at the thought of moving. So maybe no running away then. What even happened last night? Everything was achy and stiff. I hesitantly cracked open an eyelid and looked around. The dorm room was dark and the drapes were closed so I couldn’t actually see much but shapes in what I imagine were beds. I opened the other eye and turned stiffly onto my side because the anticipation was killing me.
And then I breathed a sigh of relief. The person spread out next to me was Jess and she was still in her beautiful red dress. Oh well, at least I wasn’t waking up with a random boy or anything. That would be awkward. I shook Jess’ arm until she opened her eyes, reluctantly.
“Lily no- bad Lily. Let Jessy sleep,” she muttered, turning over and mushing her face into the pillow.
“Jess you’re going to leave lipstick all over my pillow!” Jess groaned and rolled onto her back.
“Oh my head is killing me,” she mumbled. “And my feet, dear Merlin do I even have any feet left?” I would have laughed if I didn’t know exactly how she felt. Is this what a hangover feels like? I’ve never really drunk much alcohol, aside from the occasional celebratory glass of champagne and one time I took a small sip from a bottle of firewhiskey for a dare. But I’ve never actually gotten drunk. I didn’t even think I had drunk that much last night. I’m positive I only had the odd champagne and one firewhiskey.
“Jess is there something we can take to stop feeling like this?” I asked, the pain in my head getting worse. I’m never drinking again. Ever.
“Well yes but it means getting up…” she replied. “And I’m not sure I can do that.” I giggled and immediately regretted it. Far too loud.
There was a loud bang and the door flew open. My head exploded and I thought I was going to throw up. Dear god please don’t let me throw up. I buried my face into the pillow and took a few calming breaths.
“Oh shit,” someone mumbled. I lifted my head up from the pillow and could make out a figure standing in the doorway.
“Who is that?” I whispered, my voice coming out as a hiss.
“No one, go back to sleep,” they replied before swearing again. That was probably not the best thing to say for someone who wasn’t there.
“Jess is that you?” I pulled a random name from my hazy head and rubbed my eyes wearily.
“I’m right here you twat,” Jess wacked me on the arm. The hit made my entire body jolt and my stomach lurched unpleasantly.
“Oh yeah,” I said squinting into the darkness. The person was still by the door, probably too afraid to move. “Abi?”
“Err- no…” That sure sounded like Abi.
“Abi what are you doing up?”
“Erm nothing- just going to pee. You know me, bladder the size of a gobstone.” she laughed awkwardly.
“Don’t ever use that word again,” I said, referring to ‘gobstone’. I never want to be near a bloody gobstone ever again.
“Guys what- what’s going on?” someone mumbled blearily.
“Molly?” Jess asked, sitting up with a groan.
“Yeah it’s me- Abi why are you by the door?”
“I’m going to pee,” she replied uneasily.
“But the bathroom is on the other side of the room.” I turned my head very slowly and carefully just to double check Molly’s point. She was right.
“Hey Abi what time did you get back last night from Charlie?” A new voice asked.
“Whatever do you mean Nicola?” Abi asked innocently sounding distinctly nervous. Through the darkness I saw Nicola prop herself up on her elbow and her eyes glinted in the dark.
“Well I watched you leave with Charlie last night. Wait- did you only just come back now?” she asked, suspicion edging its way into her voice.
“Of course not!” Abi squeaked. I sat up quickly and then got a head rush and had to steady myself. I put a shaky hand over my mouth to stop any vomit spontaneously spewing out and took a deep breath.
“Abi why are you squeaking?” I asked.
“Squeaking, I’m not squeaking!” Abi’s voice was steadily rising in octaves and it was far too high pitched for my head.
“Abi talk at a normal pitch!” I snapped, massaging my temples gingerly. Why do people drink?
“Abi is there something you want to tell us?” Jess asked.
“No there is nothing!” Abi insisted.
“Are you sure?” Molly questioned.
“Fine! Fine okay? I spent the night in a broom cupboard! I woke up with only half my clothes on, Charlie by my side and a mop bucket sticking into my arse!” Abi shouted. Oh lord my head is going to explode. Silence rang out through the dorm room. Blissful silence.
“Nice one dude,” Nicola cheered.
“Get in there!” Jess added right in my ear. I wacked her on the arm.
“Bloody hell Jess do you have to be so loud? Why doesn’t anyone else feel like death warmed up?” I asked incredulously. Nicola was bouncing on the spot on her bed, Molly was laughing, Jess was cheering loudly and I had just about managed to haul myself into a sitting position. So far staying vertical was proving to be almost impossible.
“Well for starters no one drank nearly as much as you did,” Jess said with a cheerful grin.
“I only had two drinks!” I hissed.
“Two types of drink yes, ten glasses full though,” Molly smirked. I shook my head in exasperation and then stopped, realizing that it was just making the world spin even more.
“Anyway, Abi did you actually sleep with Charlie?” Jess changed the subject quickly and caught Abi just as she was sneaking into the bathroom. She stopped and turned, looking absolutely horror-struck. That was when I got my first proper look at her. Her hair was in knots and sticking up at odd angles and makeup was smeared down and around her face. Her dress was ruffled and she was holding her shoes and belt in her hands. Even through the dark but steadily growing lighter dorm room, I could see the intense blush travel up her neck and face at the words.
“Of course not!” she cried incredulously. “I only just met the bloke last night!” Jess raised her hands in defence.
“Just checking.” Jess and Molly giggled, obviously not believing her.
“What? It’s true!”
“Right,” Jess said cynically.
“Sure,” Molly added, raising her eyebrows.
“Ugh!” Abi cried in disgust. “Merlin my arse and thighs really hurt…” she mumbled. Jess snickered.
“I bet they do.”
“Ugh you’re so lewd,” Abi shot back before disappearing inside the bathroom and slamming the door. The sound shot through my head like a bullet and it pierced my skull painfully.
“Why would you do that?” I shouted at the door which Abi was hiding behind. I lay back gingerly and sighed.
“Oh god…” I muttered. “My head hurts so damn much.”
Jess sighed. “Go to the boy’s dorm and grab some of their hangover potion, I ran out a while ago.” I perked up immediately.
“That’s actually a thing?”
“Okay see you later!” I shot up from the bed and immediately fell over. Too enthusiastic. I got up slowly and stumbled as quickly as my stiff legs could manage to the boy’s dormitory. I knocked on the door and stood impatiently until it opened after a few minutes.
James stood on the other side, hair ruffled rather adorably and not wearing any glasses. He rubbed his eyes blearily and smiled.
“Morning Lily, and to what do I owe this pleasure?”
“I need some of your stuff,” I said quickly. James raised his eyebrows at me.
“Well Lily if you want my stuff come and get me. I’m all yours,” he winked.
“Oh shut up, it’s too early for this crap,” I replied irritably. “I need the hangover potion.” James nodded thoughtfully.
“You did drink enough to sedate a small elephant,” he said.
“Ugh why does everyone keep insisting I drank a lot last night? I had two drinks, two!” James laughed.
“Hey you want the potion or not?”
“I want it, I want it bad!” I pleaded. James grinned devilishly.
“I should’ve got that on tape.” I growled and resisted the urge to punch him in the face. “I’ll go grab it for you.” James disappeared back into his dorm and returned in a few seconds with a vial of purple coloured liquid.
“Just take two swigs of that and you should be all fine and dandy,” James instructed, handing me the vial. I shot him a disgruntled half smile and made my way back to my dorm. Everyone was still where I had left them chatting apart from Abi who was now bundled under her covers and I imagine sleeping off her late night. I sat down on my bed and took two hesitant sips of the potion. It tasted like blackberries and immediately my headache was almost gone and my head felt lighter. My stomach stopped churning and I sighed in relief.
“Guys wake me up on Monday.” I settled back into bed, ready to sleep off the remainder of my two drinks. Or it may have been twelve, I can’t quite remember.
A/N- Reviews and favourites are loved!
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