Torture• Bradley Will Simpson/ the vamps

Reality

Tossing and turning, I awoke myself due to disturbance. Smells around me weren't what I recognised- along with the sounds.

I wearily opened my eyes to see Lily's basic bedroom. Except, Lily wasn't next to me. The bed sheets were all ruffled and I was completely apart from the quilts on top of me. If my head didn't hurt as much as it did right now, I'm sure I would be able to panic.

"Mums still at St James' so I'm going to stay home today. Fancy joining?" Lily's voice asked over to me.

Without realising I covered my scrawny body with the lacking sheets. "Erm yeah may as well." My voice gruff and worn out.

"The hot water will last another ten minutes or so if you want a shower?" She offered, which I gladly took.

The water surrounded my body, slow drip upon drop leaving the old shower and reaching my sweat stenching skin. The water began getting gradually colder and colder, until reality hit me and I realised I'd used all of Lily's hot water allowence until God knows when.

Upon entering her bedroom once again in a towel, the familiar sound of modern baseball filled my ears, along with the sound of a girls voice harmonising with the thick American make singing.

"I didn't know you could sing."

"I didn't know you'd use all my hot water." She fired back twice as fast.

Guilt over struck me. "Lily I'm so sorry I didn't realise. I'll give you money to top up the meter. You can stay at mine till you get back on your feet?"

"Calm down dickhead. I was messing about, it gets topped up tomorrow, you don't think I'd offer you my last rations now do you?" She asked as she playfully messed with my damp hair.

"Did we shag last night?" I blurted out, worry becoming too much.

Lily almost spat out her milk due to laughter at what I'd just said.

"Of course we did." She replied.

Sex ruins friendships you stupid dicks