All The Small Things You Do | Katie McCabe.

Knock knock, it's your hangover.

Tatum sat up startled at the loud banging on her door, bringing her hand up to her heart which felt like it was quite literally going to break out of her chest.

"TK! Hurry up, coach is leaving in 20, you need to be downstairs in 10!" She heard Alex's voice shout through the door followed by another faint bang. Alex had obviously been placed on wake up duty as it sounded like she was now going down the other rooms on the same floor if the faint sound of her yelling "Lucy! Ke! Untangle yourselves and wake up!" was anything to go by.

"Fuck, she's loud." She heard a voice next to her mumble. Tatum turned her head and was greeted with Katie squinting at her, neither of them thinking to shut the curtains last night so the bright sunlight was bursting through the window.

Tatum laughed and lay her body back down with a thump, letting out a deep sigh as the room carried on moving once she was laying down.

"You feel rough?" Katie asked as she shuffled over and placed a hand on Tatum's flat stomach.

"My body feels like it's had a wrecking ball hit it, and my head feels like it's floated off my body and is at sea."

Katie let out a small laugh. "Descriptive."

"Accurate."

"How are you?" Tatum groaned out, lifting her arm so it rested over her eyes.

"I'm sound. Got drunk, got laid, life is good." She laughed out.

Tatum laughed too, her voice sounding scratchier than normal. "Got drunk, got laid, life is good." She repeated.

Katie went to open her mouth before there was more banging at Tatum's door.

"Tatum!" Leah's voice came through the door, much deepier and scratchier than normal.

"Fuck she sounds rough." Katie whispered, grinning when Tatum laughed at her comment.

"Tatum, come on! Lionesses Live is downstairs and I'm too rough to do it alone. Get dressed, I'll wait here." Leah finished, a quieter thud heard as her body collided with the wall next to the door as she leant against it.

"She won't leave, I'm gonna have to go." Tatum whispered. "Sorry."

"Don't be. I've been on the other end of a hungover Williamson, it's not fun." Katie replied.

"You know once, when she was hungover, I was driving her to maccies, and she needed to be sick, instead of waiting for me to pull over, she opened my backpack and threw up in it. Right on the only clothes I'd brought to England with me." Tatum told.

Katie let out a quiet laugh. She's had very similar experiences with her teammate. "What did you wear? You're birthday suit?"

Tatum scoffed. "Fuck no, I raided her wardrobe. Do you know how much designer shit she has? I look boojee as fuck now because I stole half her shit. Told her it was to help me recover from the trauma."

Katie smiled. "Think smarter, not harder." She whispered before leaning in and placing a soft closed mouth kiss to Tatum's lips. "Go, we don't want her to go full hulk mode and break the door."

Tatum smiled and leaned in, copying Katie's movements and placing a soft kiss on the girls lips, smiling into it before pulling the duvet off of her and making her way over to her case.

"Not fair, when did you put underwear on?" Katie questioned as she watched the girl walk over to the case, top half naked but a pair of boxers covering the girls waist.

Tatum chuckled. "I can't sleep naked. It feels weird to me. Once you passed out I pulled a pair on...Has anyone ever told you you're like a koala when you sleep? Who would have known McCard is so cuddly?" She teased, wincing slightly as she bent down to pull her socks on, the world still moving when she doesn't want it to.