Call me England Dixon

Chapter 18: TS-19

England's POV:

The next day, I woke up with a pounding in my head. I groan and bring my hands to my head using my fingers to massage my temples. I try to sit up but a heavy arm stops my movements. I freeze and look to my left and see a sleeping Daryl. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. What the bloody hell happened?

My eyes widen in realization and I look under the covers to see I am completely naked. Oh my lord! Did we have sex?! Flashbacks of last night pop up blocking my eye vision.

"Oh my god! Oh my god!" I mumble lifting his arm lightly trying not to wake him. As soon as I get his arm off I throw my clothes on and I open the door and raced outside to the shared room I have with Glenn. I close the door behind me and let out a long breath. I feel my face flush just thinking about what happened.

I bring my fingers to my lips remembering how Daryl's soft lips felt on mine, I feel my face heat up more. I groan and head into the shower.

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"Morning." My father calls out to me as I walk up to the table in the dining area. I smile.

"Morning, dad. Morning, Mum." I kiss them both on the cheek. I ruffle Carl's hair before taking a seat next to a groaning Glenn. I chuckle and shove him over, making him groan even more.

"Are you hungover?" Carl asks Dad. I chuckle and drink some of Glenn's orange juice. "Mom said you'd be."

"Mom is right," Dad responds.

"Mom has that annoying habit." I nod agreeing with my mother. Dad chuckles.

"Eggs, powered, but- but I do 'em good." T walks in with a pan. Glenn groans even louder. Jacqui comes and tries to comfort him, but it doesn't work. "I bet you can't tell. Protein helps the hangover." I chuckle watching him serve Glenn a plate.

"Come on, Glenn. Stop being a baby and eat." I shove him once again.

"Shut up, Shortie." he groans.

"Where'd all this come from?" Dad asks.

"Jenner."

"Could you help me, please?" He hands mum a bottle of painkillers.

"Hey, how come English doesn't have a hangover?" Carl asks, making everyone look at me. I giggle.

"Oh, I do. I'm just not one to be a baby about it. Right, Glenn?" I shout in his ear. He groans and shoves me over.

"Shut up, England." Everyone laughs at his babiness.

"Here, Jenner thought some of us could use it. So take some and give it to Glenn." Mum says handing me over the painkillers. I thank and take some, passing it over to Glenn. He grabs my hand putting his head on my shoulder.

"Don't ever ever let me drink again," He says taking the pills. I chuckle and hand him a glass of orange juice.

"Hey," Shane says, walking in and sitting next to me. Mum gives me a look.

"Hey," Dad responds. "Feel as bad as I do?"

"Worse."

"The hell happened to you," T says walking over. We all look over at him and see 3 long scratches along his neck. He glances at mum while she avoids eye contact. The hell happened between them. That is the question. "Your neck."

"Must've done it in my sleep."

"Never seen you do that before," Dad states clueless.

"Me neither. Not like me at all." He looks back at mum. Carl looks over at me and looks down squinting his eyes. I look at him confused. I look at my shirt and see nothing wrong with it, I look back at him and his eyes widen.