two | h.s. - t.c.

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Jenny's pov

"jenny wake up!" i heard kayla's voice before feeling my blanket get ripped off of my body.

"hm?" i lazily hummed, on my side as i held my legs closer towards me, feeling cold now.

"we have two hours until the flight." i heard her say before hearing the curtains drag, the sunlight shining on my face.

i whined from the brightness before turning onto my other side. "so?" i mumbled, "i can sleep for at least another hour."

"well yes—but scott happened to inform me that you were most likely on acid yesterday." she laughed, my eyes shooting open. "so maybe it'd be smart to get back on your feet and start to pack."

i laughed as i turned back to face her. she gasped, "so it's true?!"

"well, yeah." i said with a sigh as i sat up, rubbing my eyes. i almost forgot about it all until she mentioned it.

"and? did anything else happen?" she asked excitingly as she walked closer towards the bed.

"well...yeah." i said again.

she gasped before letting out a giggle and pushing my arm, "finally! finally—are you okay?" she suddenly asked.

"what? why wouldn't i be okay?" i asked with a laugh.

"i don't know, because you had a fucking threesome with two? and yes i'm referring to them as their band name, only to prove my point and be more dramatic. plus, the words sort of fall nicely on the tongue. threesome with two."

"so you're just gonna keep repeating it now?"
i laughed as i covered my face, everything coming back.

first they just worshipped me, providing me with pleasures unexplainable, the feeling something i've never felt before. and then i began to crave them, began to return the favors. and then we somehow ended up in the first position they had teased me with. it was a bit of a blur now.

"i seriously can't talk about it or i'll implode with awkwardness, so can we just leave it at that?" please.

"yes—yes, trust me, i don't wanna know the details because you're all my freinds and that's just be—yes." she said again with a nod, and i laughed.

i managed to change the subject before i took a shower and threw on a clean pair of sweatpants and a loose fitted shirt that stopped right below my belly button, a thin gap of my skin showing. i wasn't in the mood to dress up, and i wanted to be comfortable for the flight. i don't think i ever wanted to wear any short dress of some sort after this trip.

i thought i'd be more freaked out this morning about what happened yesterday, but i felt calmer than usual. i blamed this on the fact that my body was still probably getting back to normal, since i hadn't even slept for that long, and the drug could still be in my system.

i spent my morning packing, forgetting to even eat breakfast. emily had briefly popped into my room, handing me a cup of tea as she wished me a good morning. once i made sure everything was in my suitcase and carry on, i zipped both bags up before heading downstairs.

emily and kayla were now outside, soaking in the last bit of sun they could get before we'd say goodbye to the beach. i picked up the last blueberry muffin that sat in a plastic container on the kitchen counter, too lazy to try and attempt to make something.

as i ate it, i looked around for my book, finding it on the couch where i had last placed it. but instead of reading, i went outside, wondering if harry and timothée were awake.