⋆。°✩CHAPTER 3✩°。⋆

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AUGUST 18TH


I wake up the next morning with a pounding headache, the sun coming through the curtain and piercing my eyes.

"WAKE UP ALCOHOLICS" I hear a sudden scream causing me to fully wake up. I jump up suddenly, taking in my surroundings trying to figure out where I am. I look around and I see everyone from last night around the kitchen or at the dining table, waiting for breakfast. I look down and realize I fell asleep on the couch. I look beside me and I see a even more startled than me harry glaring at the person in front of us who just woke us up.

JJ.

"Oh my god JJ why" I whine as I grab my head in pain, my heading now pounding.

"You both drank all the vodka, wine and sambuca last night!" JJ laughs, knowing we must be in pain. "The sambuca was all him" I point to the hung over boy beside me, who I just realized is shirtless.

Holy shit, this guy was like walking porn.

I pry my eyes away from Harry and back to JJ, looking at me suspiciously as my face heats up with blush because of the state of the man I'm next to. The man I slept next to.

"HOLY SHIT DID YOU TO FUCK?!" JJ yells, catching everyone's attention. "NO JJ!" Me and Harry both yell at the same time. "Never in a million years" I laugh, finding Harry's shirt where my head was, and suddenly it came back to me.

"Oh yeah my bad for forcing you to give up your shirt because I had no pillows" I laugh as I throw his shirt at his chest.

I stand up and shuffle over to the bathroom to get some Advil. I take the bottle out to harry and give it to him after I take some.

Slowly my head ache goes away and I start to enjoy breakfast. Memories of last night coming back to me.

Me and Harry dancing around to music.. Me and Harry watching TV.. Me and Harry singing musical songs..

Hangxiety hitting me as every memory slowly fades in.

I never usually act like this.. what the fuck was up with me?

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Later after everyone left I am in my room when I feel my phone start to ring, I pick it up and see the caller ID.

ALEX❤️

is calling...

fucks sake

I reluctantly answer, not knowing why I'm feeling this way about my boyfriend.

Amaya: Hey

Alex❤️: Hey baby, what are you doing?

Amaya: Actually I'm glad you called.. we need to talk

Alex❤️: I knew this was fucking coming. You already fucked some guy in London and now your leaving me for him.

Amaya: No! I didn't shag anyone Alex for fucks sake. But I do think we should break up.

Alex❤️: NO! You don't get to break up with me! I'm breaking up with you! I've found someone better anyway

Amaya: Oh.. Alright then

Alex❤️: Bye bitch

BEEP BEEP BEEP

call ended

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