Olivia's POV:
It's the next morning, I wake up in one of Frankie's guest rooms. I was laying on my side, my face squished into a soft pillow. I open one eye, the minute I do I am met with the brightest sky I feel like I have ever seen. Immediately my head starts throbbing. I groan and shut my eyes again and roll onto my back and cover my eyes. I attempt to sit up slowly against the headboard. I rub my eyes, trying to wake myself up. Memories from last night replay in my head over and over again. More specifically, what happened with me and Luke. Or.. what almost happened. Wait, How did I get into a bed?
I stare at the wall in front of me for what feels like hours. My door opens slowly, there's a draft. A sweet smell blows into the room. Waffles.
My stomach aches for food. So I attempt at standing up, my head still spinning and throbbing as I do. I rub my temples as I walk out of the room and down the stairs. I stop in the hall and look at myself in the mirror. I look like a mess. My hairs a mess, I slept in my makeup.
''God.'' I raise my eyebrows and yawn as I walk into the kitchen, seeing Mia beside the waffle maker, and Riley and Frankie both stirring the bowl of waffle mix. I smile and then turn to walk towards the table, seeing Luke sitting there, and enjoying waffles.
I hesitatingly take a seat a bit away from him and pour myself a cup of water.
''You're welcome, by the way.'' Luke speaks as he has a mouthful of waffles.
''What?'' I look at him as I bring the cup closer to my house.
''Putting you in a bed so you could sleep comfortably.''
I raise my eyebrows and put my cup down. I felt my cheeks go a slide shade of pink, ''Thank you.''
He continues eating his waffles. Mia puts a plate of waffles down in front of me and takes a seat right next to Luke.
She holds his arm and kisses the side of his head and smiles. I look at them and raise my head and look back at Riley and Frankie.
''Frankie, do you have any advil? My head feels like its about to fucking explode.''
Riley raises a finger and nods, hopping happily towards a cabinet and she grabs a small box and throws it towards me.
My head is slow, I didn't catch it. I look at her, she's covering her mouth and she mouths, ''Sorry''.
I pick up the box and take one with my cup of water. I finish my plate and stand up.
Luke has turned towards Mia, their giving light kisses on each other's lips. I look at them and shake my head and look at Frankie.
''I'm just gonna go get my stuff''
''Do you want me to help? I can-'' Frankie lets go of Riley and turns to me.
''I'll manage,'' I smile and rub my head, leaving the kitchen, going upstairs to the room I had slept in.
I gather my belongings before hearing someone enter the room, ''Frankie, I said I didn't need hel-''
Luke had walked into the room, he looked hung over too. ''I bet your head is killing.''
''Yeah, it is.'' I nod and put my small leather jacket on and grab my bag.
''About last night..''
''No, absolutely not. I'm leaving.'' I shake my head and push past him.
''Liv-'' He groans and turns around watching my back as I walk away.
I turn around and look at him, ''My friends call me that. You are not a friend. You are whatever you are with my sister. Whatever nearly happened yesterday, didn't happen. Forget about it, Luke. So, goodbye.''
