A Holiday Gone Wild (Lawson/The Wanted)

Part 43

Shania’s POV

I woke up squashed amongst other warm bodies beside me. My head was absolutely pounding, it was light outside though it was light when I fell asleep last night. I sat up now feeling the effects of drinking too much alcohol, suddenly I felt a wave of sickness slowly making its way up my body, I was going to puke any moment now. I jumped off the floor and ran to the bathroom, luckily I knew where it was, I placed my head over the toilet.. I felt like I was chucking my guts out.

I sat there with my head over the toilet in case I was going to throw up again. I was having a horrible hangover, my vision was slightly blurred though that must have been from the drugs, I really regret last night, if only Andy didn’t kick me out. I went back to where I was laying and joined these strangers. I lied down trying to fall back asleep so I could sleep off the headache but that was no use.

‘Morning gorgeous’

I tuned to my side to see Nathan there looking at me, his hair was messy and his eyes were bloodshot, wow, maybe he had too much last night?

‘Morning’ I replied and smiled at him. I got up and went to the kitchen with him following.

‘Do you know if your friend has any painkillers?’

‘Probably’ he came towards me and looked in the cupboards, after a few minutes of searching he pulled out a packet of Paracetamol. I poured myself a cup of water and took the tablets. Now I just have to wait for them to kick in.

‘Yesterday was wild hey’ Nathan spoke, killing the silence.

Me: ‘Yeah, pretty wild’

‘How about we do it again tonight?’

Me: ‘Err, no thanks, last night was too much’

‘But babe, you enjoyed it’

Me: ‘I know but tonight I think I will stay at the hotel’

‘No listen you’re gonna stay with us, you need a place to stay anyway’

Me: ‘Honestly its fine, I will stay at the hotel’

‘Like I said, you’re staying with us’

Me: ‘But why’

‘We need you’

Me: ‘What?’

‘Let’s just say, you can get us a lot of money’

What was he on about? Oh no.. he isn’t going to ‘sell my body?’ and make me some sort of prostitute, there is no way that it happening.

Me: ‘No, I don’t want to’

‘Too late, there is no way you’re getting out’

What have I got myself into?

Sophia’s POV

I arrived in LA but feeling so tired. It was only the morning here in America, but a coffee should get me going, I need to stay awake so I can get used to the time zone. I got off my plane and grabbed my suitcase after going through customs and security. I went to the first coffee shop I saw and that was Starbucks. The queue was pretty big but the wait is worth it. After a good five minutes I was eventually served, my nice warm café latte send a good buzz through my body, the caffeine was acting quickly which is a good thing for me.

Once I finished my coffee I decided to go and do a spot of shopping, I might as well as I’m only here for two days. I went to the airport exit and there was several taxi’s waiting, I went up to one and asked the taxi driver to drive me to Beverly Hills as I’ve always wanted to see the types of shops there.