anesthesia - general or local insensibility, as to pain or any other sensation.
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harry stares down at me placing both hands on my hips as I place my arms around his neck pulling us close together our faces only inches away from each other.
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Im awoken to a faint buzzing noise which began to grow louder and louder till I could actually recognize the irritating tone.
I realize it's my phone ringtone blaring in my ear sitting on my nightstand.
I lazily reach over and swipe my hand across my screen to answer the call, i grab the phone and place it on top of my pillow not caring enough to even check the caller ID.
"Hello" I barely say with my face still being smothered in the pillow. I can't even speak from being so tired and from being so fucked up last night.
"Well good morning sunshine! I've been calling for the past 10 minutes and I was starting to worry! I thought you died or something." Niall says in his usual loud and cheerful tone, making my head throb immediately.
"I did die, what time is it?" I say taking the phone off speaker bringing the phone to my ear now.
" only 9:30. You're lucky I let you sleep in, I could have called you at 7" He says to me like hes doing me a fucking favor.
He woke me up at nine fucking thirty in the morning. We got back to our hotel at five this morning.
"I swear Ni you better have a damn good reason as to why you're calling me right now, i told you i was going out last night." I tell him as I'm laying down on my side, holding the phone in my right hand while holding my head with my left. I feel like my brain is about to crack out of my skull.
I'm never drinking again. What the fuck even is alcohol?
"I need to go over a few things about the upcoming tour. I've been putting it off but we're only 6 months away until the first show and rehearsals are already in a few weeks. I'm gonna email you the spreadsheet now, check your emails" niall tells me.
"Okay hang on" I say as I put him on speaker looking through my emails to find nialls name at the top. I click on the link he sends me opening up to the spreadsheet of all the information about the tour.
"Let me know when you're looking at the spreadsheet" i hear Niall say on the other line after my few seconds of silence
"I'm looking at it right now" I say, my voice still very much raspy to the point where you can literally hear the exhaustion in it. I'm too hungover for this, honestly i'm still too drunk for this.
" So as you can see I booked you a couple of press conferences and some interviews to get you guys some more publicity and have people talking before the tour officially starts. We have rehearsals in about 3 weeks so start preparing for that." Niall says to me as i just scroll through briefly, i don't really care for any of this i just wanna go back to sleep.
"Okay sounds great," I say, acting interested.
"It's gonna be great but that's not why I called." Niall says before taking a long pause
