"Miles" I groaned shoving my sleeping boyfriend.
"I hear it!" He sighed as he got up then stormed out the room and headed for the front door, someone was knocking.
It was the first morning in my new apartment and I could barely remember last night.
Even though not many people were here there was plenty of partying and drinking to make me forget how sad I was and not be able to remember the night, although I do remember dancing on my kitchen isle but that was at the beginning of the night.
And although I forgot for just a moment I remembered it all now and it made me want to throw up. Maybe that's just the hangover.
"Alyssa!" Miles shouted as the front door clothes.
"Coming" I called back as I stood up smoothing out Miles's shirt on me. It was barely long enough to cover my ass but thank god I slipped his boxers on.
"Morning" Brandon said looking very disappointed.
"Shut up please" Harry groaned from the couch.
"Fuck" I mumbled under my breath. My living covered in red cups and beer cans, my kitchen counters with joints and large bottles of alcohol.
"Mind putting pants on?" My brother rudely asked a shirtless Miles.
"Yeah" Miles mumbled speeding off back into the room.
"What do you want?" I sighed walking into the kitchen and starting up my coffee machine.
"Mom asked me to check in" he said with a look of disgust as he roamed the room. "Clearly she had to much faith in you living alone"
"She doesn't care enough to have faith" I snorted.
He rolled his eyes. "You throw a wild party, get so drunk then fuck your adult boyfriend because your mad at mom and dad?! Grow up Alyssa!"
"If you came here to lecture me you can gladly leave" I barked.
"I came here because I actually do care!" He snapped. "You're not a child anymore, nobody gives a fuck if you throw a tantrum! Grow up Alyssa!"
"Like you did?!" I screamed ignoring the throbbing headache. "What do you want me to do?! Run away to Africa to redeem myself for being a spoiled brat?!"
"I want you to prove everyone wrong but clearly you can't!" He screamed."You're so mad at the world you forget to realize they are waiting for you to fuck up and here you are!"
"Leave" I spat. "Leave and don't come back, I don't need a babysitter"
"Don't come near my child again till you learn how to stop being one yourself!" He barked then stormed out slamming the door behind him.
"Intense" Harry mumbled as he sat up on the couch.
"Clean up" I sighed as Miles walked into the room.
"I'm gonna kill him!" He barked storming for the door, I rushed to stop him and successfully did.
"It's fine, I'm okay" I said pressing my hand on his chest. "Seriously it's just words"
"He's such a prick" He sighed then softened his face. "Are you okay?"
"More than okay" I assured him with a small smile. "Now help the idiot clean up"
"Uh idiots that is" I heard a voice say and when I peered behind Miles I saw no other than Anwar Hadid, Gigi and Bella's younger brother.
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