Michael's POV
I woke up with a pain in the neck.
"Ah!" I yelped.
I bring my arm out to gently rub my neck and slowly get up. As I got up I realized my hangover was a bit better than usual which made me wonder why. I have no idea what happened yesterday.
I then heard a painful groan from next to me. I turned around -still holding my aching neck- and saw Grace leaning on the sofa.
"You okay?" I croaked.
She shook her head and rubbed her head.
"FINALLY!" Luke's voice boomed the house. I turned around -not being careful about my throbbing neck- and instantly yelled in pain.
"My head hurts you fuckers!" Grace hissed.
"Are you guys okay?" Luke asks, now in a quiet tone.
I glared at him, and probably Grace did too making his eyes widen and raised his hands in defense.
"I need something to make this stupid headache go away." Grace demanded.
"And I need ice pack." I whine as I again rub my neck carefully.
"God, why did I crash on the sofa." I mumbled.
Luke instantly went out from the lounge and into the kitchen. He soon came back with an ice pack, a glass of water and probably some kind of medicine.
"Here." He mumbled as he handed me the ice pack. I replied with a small 'thanks' and placed the ice pack to my pounding neck.
Grace quickly grabbed the pills and her glass of water and downed it through her throat.
"Luke, did you see me drink water?" She asks.
"Yes, two bottles." He answers.
"Why don't I have a huge hangover?" I butt in.
"You drank 2 bottles too and apparently drinking lots of water makes you sober quickly- oh wait I knew that." Luke talks, probably talking to himself to the last.
"I'm gonna go take a shower." I announce and so I do.
30 minutes later, I was in a grey sweater and black skinny jeans. Went I went down, everyone was there, either in front of their phones or eating.
"What are we doing today?" I ask, as I massage my own neck.
"What do we want to do today?" Ashton asks.
"I'm too sick to go." Grace says.
"Same here. HUGE hangover ew." Anna says. I go over to her and give her a small peck and join her by sitting next to her on the couch.
"Mike you alright?" Calum asks.
I nod and look at Ashton.
"How about you?"
"I'm quite fine."
"If all the boys are fine, we should go play at a park or something!" Luke cheers.
We all agree, the girls too so we pack two guitars and one tambourine -yes, a tambourine- and we head off to Hyde Park.
We all warm our voices up and tune our guitars as the driver drives us there. I quickly tweeted about it in our 5sos account, and went out the van. As we all warmed up a bit more and set up our instruments, we saw about 7ish girls -some wearing our merch- standing and looking around. They looked around and one blonde girl noticed me looking at them and has screamed.
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How It Ends {l.h}
Fanfictionit's tough having a famous boyfriend. (LIKE THE FIRST TWENTY CHAPTERS ARE RUBBISH, I WROTE IT WHEN I WAS MUCH YOUNGER BUT IT GETS BETTER AND MUCH MORE DRAMATIC I SWEAR!)
