Chapter Four

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Chapter Four: "The Aftermath"

I felt the sunlight hit my hideously exposed face. What a hideously hideous morning. My sister's going to hideously murder me for not waking up on time. My parents are going to hideously kick me out, although that doesn't sound too bad...

The heat of the room woke me up and it felt like I was baked in an oven. But that's not the only thing, it felt like someone was watching me. I knew that because A.) I could hear them breathe (everything sounds incredibly yet painfully loud) B.) I could also hear them chew their chips. Very crunchy....I don't appreciate that right now.

As soon as my eyelids fluttered open I tried to opt away from the window. Complete fail because I nearly fell off of bed if Alex wasn't there to catch me. Of course the contents of his bag of chips flew on the bed in the process.

"Careful." he said and steadied me.

"Stop yelling." I said and massage my aching forehead. Never in my entire fake life have I experienced this. This would be the first and last. Poppy's getting it.

"I'm not yelling." he said. His voice echoed and I felt a sudden dizziness as I looked to him.

"Errrghhh. What is this?" I asked and rubbed my eyes with the palms of my hands. A chuckle managed to escape him. Was he laughing at me?! This isn't even funny.

"You're adorable." he remarked and ruffled my hair. "I got you aspirin and a glass of water. You'll be needing a pair of these..." he took a pair of dark sunglasses from the sidetable and showed them to me. "...if you want to get out and stuff."

"Thanks." I said and tried to smile at him. I took the aspirin and popped it in my mouth. He handed me the glass of water and I drank half of it before setting it back down on the nightstand.

"How are you feeling?" he asked and watched me intently. He did that stupid thing again when he stares at me with his head tilted to one side. Stupid.

"Crappy." I answered and scratched my cheek. Then the thought of a very furious Queen-slash-dictator-slash-older sister came to mind again. I slapped my hands on my cheeks as my mouth formed and "o" shape. "Shit. Victoria!"

"Oh don't worry she's not here. She got on a flight to Munich 4 am this morning." he put another chip in his mouth and chewed making that annoying crunching noise again.

"Was she not like...looking for me? That's really weird... I'm basically her nanny!" I said throwing my hands up in the air and staring at the sheets rethinking about the night before. "Nevermind. What happened last night? Spare me the details."

"Oh Iris youuuu..." he teased and poked me on the side smiling like an idiot. 

"What?"

"Don't tell me you forgot...the thing..." he winked letting the sentence hang. He leaned back on his chair and kept on popping chips in his mouth,

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