Beautiful Disaster (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 14

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When I get off the couch, I see myself still dressed in my waitress outfit. How the hell did I get here? My head is throbbing and I have no idea why. The last thing I remember is...oh. I remember sitting in the kitchen and drinking some scotch.

I guess I drank a lot then. I bury my head in my hands and let out a huge sigh. My stomach is growling, I'm obviously hungry and my head isn't letting me open my eyes. I'm letting out huge sighs, my breathe is short and...did I mention my head hurts?

I remember the night before in bits and pieces. I remember...crying? Did I cry? God dammit. I got off the couch finally and made my way to the kitchen, pouring myself a glass of water. I drink it and look around for an aspirin. My head is like a hammer hitting against my forehead.

I'm never drinking again. I promise myself to make myself feel better. I don't know who got me here, I don't know what happened last night.

I look around for my phone in my pocket and I take it out only to see a few missed calls from Adele and a few from Louis.

I look at the time and let my palm connect to my forehead. Fuck, I was late again! But I had a good excuse. I called Adele, she was the person who probably knows what happened last night.

The phone rings and finally goes off to voicemail. She's probably serving someone and here I am in my dirty yesterday's uniform. I can go to work in my casual, I had a good excuse.

Could I really go to work? My head is pissing me off. Like literally.

I pull myself in the shower and let the water run down my body. I felt nasty. I'm never drinking again is something I've been repeating since the time I got up.

I get out of the shower with my wet hair, but feeling a lot more better. I finally find an aspirin and pop it in my mouth. I'm sure the only person who would be making fun of me is Jackson. I look horrible.

I make an afford to look good, I add gloss to my lips letting my hair fall down because they were wet. I added mascara to my eyes and some blush to my cheeks. I finally looked a lot more presentable than I did before.

I have to wear my casual clothes and put the uniform into laundry. It smells like alcohol. I grab a croissant and leave the house.

Locking the house, I walk down the stairs and I are Addison and Cody. I smile at them, "Good morning, gorgeous!", I tease her and she waves her hand in the air.

"Rebecca, you don't meet me anymore.", Cody complains and I get on my knees to get on his level.

I pout, "I'm sorry baby. It's just that I have been working quite hard and...I've been busy. I promise to hang out with you soon."

He grins and I smile to him, hugging him. He pulls away, "I'm not a kid anymore! Why do you keep hugging me?", that's just another complain he has.

I shrug and get back up to see Addison smiling at me, "Late again?"

Oh shit. I'm late and I almost forgot. I gape, "Oh. I need to rush, Addy."

She lets out a laugh and I rush outside. I pace myself to the restaurant and I just make another excuse in my head. What am I suppose to say? Lie or just tell him that I passed out on the couch, all drunk.