Y O U R H O T L I N E

✼onward home✼

(btw changing the flight to 8:00 am)

Fucking hell, Sylvia thought when she woke up with a throbbing in her head. Her alarm had gone off, screaming at her making it bounce off her head and echo in her mind. She tapped her phone and clicked stop. Clay was passed out on her chest, drooling. 

"Aw, come on, man." She pushed him lightly off of her boobs.

She rubbed her eyes and opened her phone. It was 5:00 am. She went through Twitter and saw a video of Clay licking between his fingers. Oh god, what did she do... He had face revealed, but still, this was pretty inappropriate. Looking through the comments of the thirst trap, people were pleased with the content and actually happy he was with Sylvia because otherwise, they would be content starved. Fair enough, maybe it wasn't a huge mistake. 

Sylvia checked her camera roll to see what else she might've videoed. There was quite a long video of them making out and him licking her neck. The video ended with her calling him drunk and a cutoff laugh. She smiled.

Clay groaned from hearing the music on her phone. She turned it down as not to bother sleeping beauty. His eyes opened, and she saw him struggle as well with a headache.

"Morning." He grumbled in a low voice.

"You sound like you're doing well." She used sarcasm.

He played along, "How'd you know?"

Sylvia already heard a commotion downstairs. She sighed and moved from under the boulder. Her face turned sour when she noticed a whole ass puddle of saliva on her chest from where he had rested his head. She took her dress off and quickly changed into her hello kitty PJ bottoms, a loose black tee shirt, and finally her GNF goggles beanie. She looked a mess but didn't really care.

"Where are you going?" Clay whined.

She chuckled, "Downstairs."

He hummed in response. Sylvia made her way out of the room and went downstairs to see who was up. 

On her way she sang to herself, "Zach Stone is gonna be famous. Zach Stone is gonna be famous. Zach Stone is gonna be famous. Zach Stone~ Zach Stone~"

It was Tommy, Opal, and Nick downstairs.

"Hello!" Sylvia plopped down on the couch with them.

She leaned up against Opal's shoulder and rested her head. Opal simply let her. 

"Do you guys really have to leave?" Tommy pleaded, "Could Opal stay! I could get her a modeling job!" 

"He's been doing this all morning, by the way." Nick laughed.

Opal caressed the child's pouting face, "No, Tommy. I'm sorry. I'll come back."

Tommy kept complaining. Meanwhile, Sylvia heard her phone buzz in her pocket.

Ross Lynch
I'm cold in bed :(

Sylvia
You should pack

Ross Lynch
I don't feel like it. I will later.

Sylvia
You mean like 5 minutes before we leave? No, get your ass up and put your shit in the suitcase. I'll be up soon.😐

Ross Lynch
Bossy, bossy.

Sylvia
Yup👍🏻

Ross Lynch
John Swan??!?!

Sylvia
AHAHAHAHHA
Shut up😐

Ross Lynch
Only cause you asked mommy🤗

Sylvia
What is up with that
Stop it
It makes me feel...