Truth or Dare (Jack and Finn Harries fanfiction)

Chapter 8

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My eyelids felt scratchy and dry as they peeled open. My head was throbbing and the light through my glass door was burning my eyes. I was about about to groan but there was a painful acidic feeling climbing up my throat. I'm going to vomit I thought to myself with a dreaded certainty. With no time to waste away, contemplating sleeping through today, I bolted up and out of my room, fighting my headache that was begging for some aspirin and a nap. I reached the female toilets and heard the running of water. The door had a red engaged sign on it. I was starting to hack so I beat on the door erratically and made urgent noises with my sealed mouth.

"It's busy, go use the boys" Zoe yelled over the running water. I had no time to argue so I pushed into the boys toilet. I felt a huge release as I let go, into the sink, letting all the impurities from last night flow from my mouth. I slumped down with my head leaning on the uncomfortably low marble top next to the sink. I looked into the mirror and unflattering me was glaring back with dark smudges under her eyes and messy tangled hair.

"Liv, are you okay?"

I turned around to see a very concerned and very naked Joe wrapped in the shower curtain that only covered from his hips downwards. He was very lean, I could see his ribs slightly but also muscles thinly spread over his core. I looked away, blushing scarlet.

"I'm fine I-" I couldn't finish my nervous stuttering because I had my head in the sink, spewing the rest of last night. I felt some gentle rubbing on my back and quiet soothing whispering. It was Joe.

"You'll be alright, let it out"

I kept gurgling and groaning into the sink. After running my mouth under the tap. I turned around into a hug with a very empathetic Joe who had a towel wrapped low around his waist, revealing his torso. After a reasonable amount of time, I coughed uncomfortably and he released me from his strong tight grip.

"What time is it?" I asked.

" Twoish I'd say" he responded, staring at my lips like they were food.

New Liv had recovered a bit and decided to play some games with poor Joe, teasing his obvious hunger for some action. Joe must have been very ready to pounce because smelly breath and vomiting noises wasn't going to put him off.

"Do you want to kiss me, Joe?" I licked my lips a little and ran a finger from the edge of his towel up to his pecks. His eyes popped and his mouth gapped.

"Yes, so badly" he put his hands each side of the sink trapping me between his strong arms. I was ready to kiss him when I realised the pathetic situation I was in: After meeting a guy less than twenty four hours ago, I was to kiss him, right after some alcohol induced vomiting. Classy Liv. Real classy.

I smiled evilly at him.

"That's nice" I smirked and kissed him on the check. I left the bathrooms, slipping under his arms and running down the hall way listening to him laugh at the game I was ready to play. He stood at the entrance to the bathroom and watched me until I reached my room.

"Tease" He yelled, smiling cheekily. I blow him a kiss and smiled innocently. I went back into my room, closing my curtains and switching off all the lights. I went back to my bed and got under the thin sheets that protected me from over heating. And then I slept. Hoping tomorrow will have a more bearable wake up.