Chapter 6 - End Up Here

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Abbygael's POV

I woke up to a painful pounding sensation in my head, my mind fuzzy from the night before.

My ears still rang from the loudness of Iggy Azalea's microphone- now I know why singers wear ear pieces.

"Hm?" I murmured, I could have sworn I felt my pillow move...

My warm, hard pillow?

Suddenly the cloudy images of last night began to clear up a little.

My eyes shot open, "Shoot!"

My 'warm, hard pillow that seemed to move' was actually- to my horror- Ashton Irwin.

Topless Ashton Irwin.

Topless Ashton Irwin with abs.

How did we end up here?

How did I end up here?

Shut up brain!

I needed to get out of here... fast.

After slowly manoeuvring myself from him, careful not to wake him up, I tip toed daintily towards the door.

Oh gosh... I pray that Beckett oils the hinges of his doors...someone with that much money must do, right? Or maybe he has a door hinge oiler? Do those even exist? Well here goes nothing...

"Yes!" I cried at the successful attempt, forgetting that Ashton was sleeping a few meters behind me. His gentle snores halted for a second, as did my heart, until he rolled over and resumed his slumber. I wiped a bead of sweat from my forehead.

Upon exiting the room I was faced with an array of identical doors- one of which led to the corridor that led to the stairs.

"Great" I muttered.

"Umm let's try this one", I twisted the knob but it was locked probably containing one night standers, "Maaybe not".

I groaned in frustration. I walked towards the door opposite and slowly turned the knob which opened; I pushed the door whilst feeling the wall for a light switch in case I tripped down the stairs. When I found it I pressed the button.

"What the..."

It was Nikita and Joshua.

In the same bed.

Huh? What? He forgave her that easily? But then again she had a way with words... Or a way with.. never mind. I needed to get out!

I shut the door quietly behind me and carelessly opened the next in frustration; to find Cassia and Michael.

In bed.

Together.

I rubbed my eyes in disbelief.

Cassia?

My best friend Cassia?

Cassia who has a boyfriend?

I exited the room swiftly, careless of whether the door was left closed or not. What the hell happened last night? And why couldn't I remember?

'This, this is crazy' I thought to myself, running my fingers through my black and red hair, causing further frizz to my waves.

At this point I could not care less if I woke someone up, I wanted to get out!

I barged through the next door, causing my foot to step over the first of many rug-covered steps as I would find out inevitably.

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