I wake up to a headache. I examine where I am, and I realize that I'm in some strangers bed.
I bolt up, and run to the toilet, and throw up my insides. I'm vowing to myself to not drink for a while. maybe.
I wipe my mouth, and flush the toilet. I turn the sink on and wash my mouth out, and then I hunt for Carly, Bailey, and Scarlet.
Bailey was sleeping with a brown haired boy, Carly was sleeping with a curly haired dirty blonde boy, and Scarlet was sleeping on another toilet.
don't ask me why.
I wake them all up, pull their hair back as they vomit from their hangovers, and get out belongings and leave.
I be careful not to step on any of the sleeping bodies that are spread across the floor.
"you guys go ahead, I have to find my phone." I whisper to them. they all walk out as I search for my phone.
I spot it on a black leather couch, and I pick it up.
"aspen?" a voice behind me says. I turn around, and see Harry Styles.
"listen, this might be my hangover taking over my body, but you really look like Harry Styles." I say.
then, I realize. he has an accent.
"I sure do." he laughs.
"I...wait...erm..wha-"
"it's Harry Styles, Aspen." he says, letting me soak that in. I calm myself down and try to act normal.
"well, erm, hello Harry Styles." I clear my throat.
"Aspen White." he says in a thick attractive British accent.
"okay, did we do anything last night? I don't remember a thing." I confess.
"me neither." he says.
"shit." I mumble. he chuckles and looks down and the ground around him.
"I have to go drive my friends back to their houses, but I'll see you around, yeah?" I say.
"yeah, love." he says.
"g'bye" I say, walking out of the house and hopping into my Jeep.
that was probably the most awkwardest thing I've ever encountered in my life..
this is the smallest chapter on earth sorry lol
