The Hollows Of Hiraeth (✔️) | 'Hollows' Book I

Chapter Sixteen

^ Sky's outfit (imagine the hoody) ^

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I woke up with restricted movement, and after trying to wiggle my way out of the grass for five minutes, I turned around on my bed to find Jameson asleep next to me. My eyes widened and I instinctively pushed him off me, only to have it backfire when I fell to the floor, landing on my butt.

I groaned and pulled myself up, then stared at Jameson who was, surprisingly, still sleeping and peacefully. I looked at the time on his clock, it was eleven am—much earlier than I thought I would wake up.

Taking myself out of Jameson's room, being cautious not to make too much noise, I decided I would get breakfast since breakfast hours run until twelve pm on the weekends.

I made my way over to my cupboard and picked out some grey sweatpants, a white crop top and a hoody, of which was most likely to be Jameson's. I walked into my bathroom and had only a short shower in order to get breakfast before it closes.

When I was dried off, I did quick makeup, sparing time for some simple eyeliner. Once I was finished getting ready, I rested against the door frame between Jameson' room and my room, gazing at Jameson as he slept—like a true pervert. I was mainly just thinking about how surprising it is that he is still sleeping since he is usually up in the early hours of the morning. But I was also thinking about how cute he looked. Don't tell a soul.

I walked over to his desk and plucked two sticky notes from the pad. I wrote on one:

'Why was I in your bed?'

And stuck it next to him, on the next one I simply wrote:

'Breakfast'

Yeah, that should do the trick.

By the time I ran into the food hall, it was fortunately about half-past eleven and, thankfully, Avery and Cassie were still in the hall at a table and I grinned gratefully as Avery waved around at me.

I grabbed some croissants and a cup of orange juice from the kitchen briskly then walked over to their table.

"Hey!" I exclaimed gleefully.

"Shh." Cassie put her finger up to her lips before banging her head on the table.

Avery chuckled as I stared confusedly at Cassie's head. "Hangover." Avery informed me and I nodded my head in realisation, letting out a laugh.

"Has she not taken any medication?" I asked as I sat down.

"She is here," Cassie murmured into the tables wood.

Avery sipped at her tea, "She's taken quite a few now." She told me, picking locks of Cassie's hair out of her cereal.

"Hey, why aren't you hungover?" Cassie accused, tilting her head up to look at me.

I shrugged in answer, but then said, "It will probably come later on, though," And put my croissant down before fishing around in the hoody I was wearing.

"Which is why," I continued to search until my fingers met the item. "I should probably take something now, just in case."

I pulled out the packet and took out two tablets, washing them down with some of Avery's untouched water.