Lana's P.O.V
I groan and sit up on the bed.
"I see you're up." I hear. I quickly spin my head around to see Louis sitting in a chair in the corner of the room. He has a smirk on his face and his eyebrows raised in a mocking expression.
"There's some painkillers and some water on the bedside table. Never had a hangover before, love?"
I shake my head as I take a sip out of the cup.
I drink all of the water and then set the cup down again. I stare at my hands and Louis clears his throat. "Do you even remember what you did last night?" He laughs.
I shake my head again and he grins.
"Well it sort of started with you jumping and dancing on a table and ended with you telling Harry that your bra was really itchy and you wanted to take it off."
I bury my face in my hands and fall back down onto the bed, groaning into my pillow.
"I did? Really? Good God, how embarrassing." I say into the pillow.
"Yeah, you did a bunch of other embarrassing things as well but I don't think you really want to know about them. Personally, I found the whole thing rather funny but Harry's kind of pissed at you I think."
I sigh and sit up again. I start to head out of the room but Louis speaks up.
"You might want to get changed and like..brush your hair and all that other girl stuff." He says, looking kind of awkward.
I sigh again and walk over to the wardrobe, pulling out some skinny jeans and a t-shirt. I take my dress off and fling it into a corner. I then proceed to take off my underwear and I hear a small squeal from the corner.
I look over to see Louis staring at me and I grin. "Take a picture, it lasts longer." I smile.
I quickly pull on some fresh underwear and then my clothes. I walk into the bathroom and brush my teeth quickly and then yank a brush through my tatty hair.
I poke my head around the bathroom door to see if Louis is still there and to my relief he isn't.
I quickly rush out of the bathroom and over to the bed, taking my suitcase out from underneath it and unziping it on the floor.
I open the wardrobe and throw my clothes back into the suitcase before throwing all the rest of my stuff in as well.
I rush down the corridor and outside the hotel. I call a taxi and soon enough it arrives.
As I sit in the back seat, I pull out my phone and shoot a quick text to the boys.
To: Liam, Harry, Zayn, Niall, Lou (12:13pm)
i'm just going back to the apartment coz i hav the first shoot 2morro so yeah see you later or sumfin i guess. Hav fun at watever your gonna do xx
P.S Louis get some spaghetti for dinner thanks.
From: Zayn (12:15pm)
i probs won't b over l8r sorri! Good luck though! :)
From: Liam (12:17pm)
Okay, take care! Maybe see you later :-)
From: Niall (12:31pm)
Okie dokie the see ou late god luck wit your shoo :D
From: Niall (12:33pm)
Sorry, that last text was awful for mistakes! You know what I meant anyway! :D
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