Meghan's POV
i woke up with the hugest head ache, i looked at myself in the mirror. i had makeup all over my face, bags under my eyes, and extremely pale.
that's why i hate drinking, but then again i like drinking.
i remember things from last night at least, i hate when i wake up and forget about the events that happened the night before but this time i actually remember kinda.
i remember blurting out everything i felt and my past too Taylor, i still don't know why i did it. I remember wanting to kiss him so badly but didn't. and i clearly remember kissing him but he pushed me back.
after washing my face and looking half better i went into the living room and didn't see the boys, i then checked their room and they weren't there either.
they must have crashed at the o2l house, it was pretty late, well early.
I can't get my mind off Taylor, this is actually the first time sober im not thinking of sammy.
I quickly took a shower because i feel like really dirty.
Sammy's POV
fuck this, fuck moping around and being all sad, fuck Andrea.
this whole week ive been sitting in this empty apartment without meghan, when last night she went too the o2l party.. i know this because of her snapchat.. it was her partying with kian and all of them. she's not even upset anymore. She moved on. And i haven't.
Meghan's POV
It's already 4 in the afternoon, ive been in the living room curled into a blanket watching Netflix, gilinsky hooked it up to the wii.
the door opened and it was the boys, they had smiles on their faces and johnson ran to me and jumped
on top of me.
"johnsonnn," i whined and he laughed curling into me.
"you left us and you scared me but i ended up drinking with no way home" he whispered into my ear and i didn't say anything.
"scoot over" he said and i nodded scooting over and he slipped in next too me curling into my side.
"what you watching?" he asked
"the fosters" i replied back.
"i need a job, so i can pay for this place" i said and he twisted me around too face him.
"your not paying for this place, stop" he said looking into my eyes. our faces were inches apart and i didn't know what to do or say.
breaking the awkwardness i got up off the couch and went into the kitchen to get a protein bar and sitting on the edge of the couch,
"you should eat a full meal, you need to eat" johnson said as i took my first bite of the bar and i nodded.
He's right, I really haven't ate in awhile.
i went in my room closing the door behind me and grabbing my phone, i sat on my bed and saw i had a text from taylor.
'you okay?' the text read
'yeah, huge head ache' i replied
'want to get something to eat or something?'
'yeah, pick me up i will get ready'
i locked my phone and started to get ready, i put on these maroon jeans and a black and white flowy crop top.
after i did my makeup and hair i put on my black timberlines and sat on the couch waiting for taylor to pick me up.
