You Make Me Crazier | lrh

Chapter 28: Aftermath

Tessa POV

Last night was wild. We were out until about 3 a.m. when it started raining. Calum and Lucy just wanted to dance in the rain all night. I have no doubt that if we hadn't dragged them in, they would still be out there this morning.

I feel Ashton's arms wrapping around me before I hear his morning voice mumble, "You awake, babe?" in my ear, sending shivers down my back. No matter how long we are together, this is always my reaction to him.

"No..." I mumble back, hugging the duvet I stole to myself in the middle of the night.

I can hear him chuckle as he kisses my neck lightly, "you want coffee?" he says against my neck.

I turn my head to look at him with a sleepy smile. "Please," I say, pecking his cheek.

He sighs and pulls himself up from the bed, "you're lucky I love you," he chuckles as he pulls on a hoodie and walks out the door.

I feel my cheeks flush like I'm a silly kid. I prop myself up, put the pillows behind me, and get comfy.

A few minutes later, Ashton slips back through the door with two cups of coffee and a smirk on his face. "Guess what...!"

"What?! Why are you making that face?" I say, raising an eyebrow at him.

"I'm winning our bet..." he grins, placing the 2 cups down and sitting down on the bed next to me, "Luke is sleeping on the couch...." he says quietly.

"What?!" I say, forgetting that I should be quiet because I'm so shocked.

I can tell he's trying not to laugh, "Shhhh, we don't want to wake everyone up."

I rolled my eyes, looking over at him. "But they were getting on yesterday. They came inside together, I thought... I thought they had finally worked it out." I sigh, staring into the coffee in my hands.

He puts an arm back around my shoulders. "Apparently not..." he chuckles, "they must have had a fight about something."

"You're way too excited about this..." I chuckle, "It's our friends. Remember, we want them to be happy." I sigh, leaning my head on his shoulder.

"I know, you're right..." he sighs, puts his arm around me and takes a sip of his coffee.

****

About an hour passed before we heard movement. When I say movement, I really mean the sound of something breaking. I nearly spilled my coffee everywhere.

Our room is close to the kitchen and living room, so it seemed really close by. Ashton jumped up to go see what happened, I threw a jumper on before running out to see for myself to find Luke, all 6"4 of him splade out in a starfish shape on the floor, a broken plant pot by his feet.

"Fuck..." I say, looking at the sight.

Ashton is quiet for a few seconds before bursting out laughing.

I turn to hit his arm, "Why are you laughing? We have to clean this up..."

He stops for a second to look at me. "I'm laughing because I'm thinking of all the ways I can tease him about this later," he chuckles, his arms wrapped around my waist.

I roll my eyes, "You're terrible", I chuckle, thinking about it.

It doesn't take long for people to start appearing from their rooms.

Calum's out first, looking like he was half asleep, scratching his head, "Did I hear something break, or was that just me?"

Just after Michael came running out of the room, Claire walked behind him. "What happened?" she asked, looking at me and then over to Luke.

"Just Luke kicking a plant over in his sleep," Ashton chuckles, shrugging like it's nothing.

"Oh, I need photos of this to tease him with!" Calum says as he picks up Liv's little digital camera.

"You guys are ridiculous. We should clean this up..." Lucy says, trying to pick up some of the pieces from the plant pot.

I walk over to give her a hand, "that's exactly what I said!"

*****

With the boys all having similar reactions, Michael had the greatest idea to see how loud we could be before Luke woke up.

He was still asleep even after Mikey made his hangover cure milkshake in the blender (ice cream, monster orange juice and a tiny bit of tequila). We even cleaned up the plant pot while he was asleep, although he did randomly move and tripped me over.

Calum now has the fantastic idea of surrounding Luke with empty bottles. The closer, the better.

I spot Liv emerging from her room and wave her over to me, "Hey, how ya feeling?" I smile, passing her the glass of hangover cure.

She looks at the glass in disgust, "what the hell is this?"

"Mikey made it, it's good, I promise," I smile, sipping mine.

She raised an eyebrow, "but it's green..."

"Don't question it, just drink..." Claire chuckles, coming over, too. "So, how was your night after we talked? Did you talk to Luke?"

"Oh god, you're never going to believe what I have to tell you and the girls about last night..."

"Tell me, tell me, tell me!" I say, jumping up and down like a puppy.

Liv rolls her eyes and chuckles, "Chill out. It's not that exciting," she says, and then she continues to debrief on her night.

We're interrupted by some bottles breaking and Calum shouting, "Ahh, he's finally awake!"

Luke Pov

I felt like an elephant was sitting on my back, unsure if it was the hangover hitting me or the pressure I was feeling from everything with Liv or an actual elephant.

Turns out its all 3, I woke up surrounded by empty bottles, I'm sure I fell asleep on the couch but I was now on the floor. I can hear people chatting away in the kitchen. I must have slept like a rock.

"Ahh, he's finally awake!" I hear Calum cheering.

I look at my phone for the time: 11:00 am.

I look over at everyone standing around the island, "Why the fuck are you guys so awake? Shouldn't you be hung over or something?"

"Oh, trust me, we are, but you managed to break a plant pot, which woke us all up, and we have now cleaned it up," Tessa says, looking extremely grumpy.

"You should have just woken me up..." I say, pulling myself up and letting out a yawn.

"Well, we would have, but we all placed bets on how long you would take to wake up", Michael chuckles as he stands with a blender and some smoothies next to him.

"Whatever..." I grumble, pushing the bottle around so I can get through them.

"You might wanna go sort yourself out, buddy", Claire says, trying to hold in a laugh, "you know the rule about the last person to wake up at a sleepover."

I raised an eyebrow at her and headed to the bathroom. When I looked in the mirror, I realised how much of a mess I was actually in. My hair was sticking up in every direction, and I was only in my boxers, so you could see that someone had written on my arm, "I love Olivia!" in permanent marker.

"I hate you all," I call from the bathroom.