Yours Only - Malachi Barton

8

Still in lasts nights top, I laid face down in my pillow, attempting to block out any light that could possibly creep into my eyes. I must of disregarded my skirt on the floor in an attempt of getting ready to go to bed fast. My hair sat like a knotted birds next on top of my head, a physical representation of how I felt right now. I don't even want to think about the amount of bruises I had accumulated from dancing last night.

My head hurt not only because I had a raging headache as a result from my alcohol consumption at the party last night, but also because I have spent the whole fifteen minutes I've been awake this morning replaying last nights events over and over and over.

Embarrassed internally at what happened. Why did I let a stupid kiss between two of my friends get to me. Well whatever the answer is, I now have to deal with the consequences of my actions as the cast including the extended cast are all going bowling today.

Having to survive a whole day hungover with the mistakes of yesterday haunting over me is going to be hard. Having to face Austin and Malachi is going to be hard. Why do I do this to myself?

I'm not even going to bother giving Malachi any time of my day. What he did was so petty. He shouldn't have snitched on me for kissing someone. It shouldn't have been his issue and he shouldn't have been bothered. Besides, he literally kiss Freya. So he was literally being a hypocrite.

So until he apologised and admitted his fault, I decided to show my annoyance by simply blocking out Malachi's negative energy. Shouldn't be too hard.

I'm also going to have to sort out the situation with Austin. I honestly feel so bad so I will have to speak to him today, which I am totally and eternally dreading it.

I was torn away from my thoughts as I heard a loud buzz from my phone. Choosing now not to ignore my notifications, I rolled over picking my phone up off of the bedside table. I had many from insta due to my recent post and others from random apps, but the one that woke me was from Mk.

   Mk🇪🇹

Mk🇪🇹
How you feeling

Kay🦕
Fragile
Why do I do this to myself

Mk🇪🇹
Haha lol
Anyways get ready and come to my room we are waiting for you

Kay🦕
Yeah yeah shush
I'm coming
I'll be twenty minutes

I took Mk's message as my sign to get out of bed. As hard as it was to release myself from the warmth and comfort of my covers, I did end up disregarding them to the side of the bed and making my way over to the bathroom. Realistically I wasn't going to be ready in twenty minutes, but I could at least attempt to be.

Fuck.

My reflection in the mirror honestly made me take a step back, I could barely recognise the dishevelled girl in front of me. My eyelashes were in literal clumps and one of my eyebrows was brushed in the opposite direction to its original position due to sleeping in my makeup

I decided to take a quick shower so I could rinse yesterday off of me. A well needed cleanse to remove the dirt and alcohol residue off of me. Nothing hits better than a shower after a party.

I blowdried my hair as I didn't have time for it to air dry and put some simple makeup on before leaving the bathroom again.

As we were only going bowling I decided to keep it comfy casual by finding a pair of black leggings and a simple graphic t-shirt. I sprayed myself with perfume and put on my jewellery before grabbing a hoodie and my phone, mentally checking that I had everything that I needed.