Snow

Chapter Five

In the morning, I woke with a killer headache and a pair of arms flung over my waist. Stretching myself out, I rubbed at my eyes and tried to remember the night before. We'd been at The Venue, and performed. We'd had a load of label representatives come up and make offers and then... what? I shrugged it off, assuming I'd remember later, and yawned loudly. Andy groaned from next to me, and I realized there was a weight on my feet.

I scrunched up my nose when I looked up and saw CC lying across our feet on the end of the bed. Sitting up, I kicked his side and climbed out of bed, waking up Andy before heading to the bathroom. By the time I'd cleansed my face and brushed my teeth, the boys had only just started to wake up. I quickly downed some painkillers and handed some to literally everyone in the house, thinking they'd all need them.

As the painkillers got to work, I pulled out my laptop and started to work on an essay that was due in the next day. I had only written around a thousand words, and still had around four thousand to go. With a sigh, I pulled out my text book and re-read a few pages, trying to get my head around what I was supposed to write. After spending over ten minutes stuck for words, I got up and went to grab some breakfast.

I went into the kitchen to kind the boys sat around the table, drinking beer. "Babe, give me a beer would you?" Andy all but threw it to me and I groaned as it fell off of the table and onto the floor. "What the hell?" I groaned and bent over to pick it up. "You're lucky it didn't break." I said, slapping his ass as I went over to the only empty seat left at the table.

"Nice pyjamas, Leggy." Ash said, smirking at me.

I raised an eyebrow at him. "Leggy? Ah... you spoke to Tia didn't you? She'd tell you anything if you asked." He just smirked and I rolled my eyes, gulping back half the bottle without taking a breath. Ashley looked impressed and I just got up and walked back into the lounge, groaning as I looked back at the laptop screen.

I spent half an hour trying to write a second paragraph, but none of it came out right. Eventually I just gave up and put my head in my hands, trying not to look at the screen. "For fuck's sake." I yelled throwing a cushion at the wall and closing the screen way too hard.

"What's with the yelling?" Jake asked, his voice still rough from his hangover. I just shook my head and started to pack all of my stuff away. Dropping it down the side of the couch, I lay down and stuck a pillow over my face.

"Can someone get me another beer?" I yelled, not bothering to move. I had a hangover on top of my period pain, and PMS was seriously starting to kick in. I rolled onto my side, groaning in pain and ended up fetching a beer for myself.

In the kitchen, the boys were all half asleep, still sat in their seats with beers in front of them. They'd already gotten through two six packs. I took a seat and opened one for myself, chugging the whole thing back without a breath and going to sleep with my head on the table.

*

I woke up two hours later on the couch with a blanket over me. Andy was sat underneath my head, and the TV was on. For some reason, I was on the screen and I frowned. "Why am I on TV?" I groaned, rubbing my eyes and sitting up.

"There was footage of us and The Venue last night, and they caught a shot of us kissing. Naturally, they then followed you around for the rest of the night." Andy said, kissing my temple as I sat up, pulling my knees under my chin.

I saw myself practically kissing a guy and froze up. "What the hell happened last night? I didn't... do anything too dodge, did I?" I said, my eyes wide as i looked at the scene unfolding on the screen.

"Don't worry babe. Just keep watching." He pulled on the end of my hair and I did as he said, bursting out loudly when I saw myself knee him in the balls. Apparently, I then proceeded to kick him behind the knees and then in the stomach.