𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐎 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐄 ↝ 𝘢. 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘳

3 | 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙼𝙰𝙽

𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝟑 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐒 since I met Alex for the first time, we occasionally go out a lot every night if we get a chance. I haven't told either Miles or Lana about it because I feel like I need some time to introduce him to them as something.

Lana and I spent our Friday night staying at Miles's house, we drank and talked all night long before we decided to go to sleep. The following night, I woke up feeling horrible and a bit nauseous. I slowly open my eyes, feeling my head bang. I don't think I drank much last night.

I sit up and rub my head, I'm glad the room has stopped spinning. I stand up, needing to use the toilet and make my way over to the bathroom.

I flush the toilet and wash my hands before I wet my face. I look in the mirror and sigh. The last thing I remember from last night is that I help Lana, who was already drunk to the guest room, where we sleep.

I walk out of the bathroom, looking around for anyone in the house, until I stumble across Miles in the living room. "Miles, where's Lana?" I asked as I took a seat beside him.

"She left an hour ago," he answered. "How are you feeling?"

"Horrible," I frowned.

He lets out a soft chuckle, "Take these, they'll help!"

He handed me a glass of water and aspirin, I took them from him, and he watched me put them in my mouth.

"Thank you," I said.

I noticed a bunch of pictures laying on the coffee table in front of us, and I came closer to them until I realized it was from a new year's party weeks ago.

"Oh, this was when you lost a bet to me," I pointed to a picture where Miles grimaced after taking a shot of lemon shot.

"And this was when you were busy phoning your not-so-boyfriend," he pointed to a picture of me at the corner of the room with a phone against your ear.

"Haha, funny."

We stopped giggling when I stumbled across a picture with Alex in it. Alex's arms are around Miles's shoulder, both making funny faces with red cups in each hand. I looked up at Miles, who was probably confused.

"Oh, crap! He's Alex, he's in a band. I'm sorry I forgot to introduce you to him," he explained.

You don't have to, Miles.

"Arctic Monkeys?" I asked, and he nodded.

Just right after that, we heard a knock on the door, Miles got up to answer the door, leaving me behind who was too starstruck, looking at other pictures where I could find Alex in them.

MICHELE
ᵗᵒᵈᵃʸ˒ ⁹ˑ⁴⁵ᵃᵐ
R u still at Miles's place? Pls get ur ass back here!!! Clara looking for youuuuuu

I look at the text that Michele sent and then immediately run to the guest room, grabbing my stuff before I run back to the front door. I saw Miles standing with his hand on the door frame, his body hiding a woman in front of her.

She has ginger hair and beautiful green eyes. She is beautiful, slightly shorter than me, and has a fake tan that looks so natural on her. Right, when I moved closer to them, Miles was muttering something to her, but I could barely hear their conversation.

"Mi, I had to go to. My manager is looking for me," I said, giving him a friendly cheek kiss.

"Alright, see you later!"

"See you too," I looked at her and then pulled a smile.

I got in my Cortina with my keys and bags. Once I put everything in the passenger seat, I stuck my head out of the car window, saying one last goodbye to Miles before driving off.