The Hills [h.s. au]

08

08.

Alivia Jane Ambrose

Last night was fun; I got shit face drunk and slept like a damn baby after. Len and Niall were all over each other last night but I don't think it went anywhere; she stumbled into the room only five minutes after me. Our bathroom was filled with drunk giggles and laughing so hard we felt like we had abs. She ended up throwing up a bit after but I was lucky enough that I wasn't in that position.

It was around five in the morning when we finally crawled into bed and cuddled up to each other under the sheets. Eight hours later at one in the afternoon we finally stumbled out of bed. It seemed like everyone collectively got out of bed at the same time because sure enough all of us were in the kitchen within five minutes of each other.

Breakfast consisted of chugging water like I chugged vodka last night, eggs and toast courtesy of Flynn who seemed to be the only one who didn't get shit faced drunk. We're all currently sat in the living room; Niall and Harry sit on the sofa that's on the left side, Louis and Flynn sit on the one in the center, Liam and Zayn sit on the one of the right, Len and I sit on the floor with the pillows while we all watch TV and down water.

"Are any of you guys nauseous?" Flynn asks, the rest of the group collectively saying no. "Do you guys feel like you can function like a normal human being?" We all collectively responded yes this time. "Great, go put on your bathing suits we're leaving for the beach in twenty minutes." He informs us.

Almost instantly all of us begin to run around to get ready for going out. I bolt up the stairs to sort through my few selections of clothes; I remember I was folding one of my favorite black bikinis so here's hoping my mother didn't throw it out of my suitcase.

I push my door open, not even being bothered to close it and pull my top drawer open. Soon my fingers brush against that familiar material that my bathing suit is made out of. I pull the set out and place it on the top of the wooden dresser before I look for a pair of basic denim shorts.

Once I find what I was looking for I change into my new clothing; balling up my old ones and tossing them into the pile with the rest of my dirty clothes. The black triangle bikini I put on has longer straps for the abdomen so you can tie it around your torso in a crossing pattern. I make sure to tie it in the back before slipping my shorts on.

I brush through my hair a bit along with fluffing it up a bit. To my surprise my mother had packed a simple canvas tote bag so I quickly toss my phone, sunglasses, keys, wallet and basically anything else I keep in my purse normally into the bag to take to the beach. There's a pair of basic black flip flops that my mother packed that I decided to wear to the beach; I mean I really don't have any other option.

By the time I make my way out of the bathroom Len's already dressed and she wears a simple blue triangle bikini similar to mine just without the ties around the torso. She throws a pair of white denim shorts on top of her bikini before we head out the door together. Turns out, Len and I are the last ones down the stairs.

Flynn had already told our driver that we were leaving so the car was already out front waiting for us to pile out of the house. The car ride was no more than ten minutes considering the house is beachfront. We soon are at the beach, all of us climb out of the car as Niall speaks up. "There's a party going on at one of those cabanas over there." he points out verbally while also physically pointing it out with his finger.

We all follow his finger and see where he's pointing; one of the white and blue cabanas is basically bouncing with music on the left side of the beach. Unanimously we come to the conclusion that we're going to it. I don't know how but Niall always seems to know where and when a party is happening. It's a blessing and a curse sometimes but mostly a blessing.