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four

I wake up with a pounding head ache and six missed calls from my mother. Too tired to deal with her, I ignore the notification. "Well, look who's awake," I hear Amanda. I look down and see that I'm still in my dress from last night, shoes and everything.

"What the hell happened?" I ask, rubbing my forehead.

"You got drunk," she shrugs and pulls a sweatshirt over her head.

"Please don't tell me I did anything stupid?" I beg.

"Not really," she answers and sits on my bed with a bowl of popcorn. "Want some?" she asks.

"No thanks," I politely decline. "Maybe in a little while though."

My phone buzzes and I check it.

*How are you feeling party animal? xx-Louis*

I can't help but laugh.

*Not great :-(* I reply and save his number in my contacts.

"I'm going to go take a shower and then I was thinking we could just chill today?" I suggest to Amanda, grabbing some short nylon shorts along with a t-shirt. Thank God there's no classes today.

"Yeah, that'd be cool," Amanda smiles at me and I return one before heading to the community shower at the end of the hall. Luckily no one is in here, so I take advantage and shower as quickly as possible.

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When I get back to the room, I see Louis sitting on my bed flipping through one of my magazines I had on my bedside table. "What are you doing here?" I ask him, throwing my clothes from last night in the hamper.

"I brought aspirin, Gatorade, and a bucket," he smiles at me.

"Very funny," I laugh. "I could use the aspirin and Gatorade though." He throws a red bottle and the box of aspirin at me. I pop in three and swallow them gratefully with a swig of Gatorade.

"So how was the trip with Harry?" he asks as I take a seat beside him on the bed. Louis is actually really nice. He looks intimidating, but he's not at all. He's a really cheeky and lovable guy, but if I tell him it will take away his bad boy demeanor.

"Don't speak of it," I say through gritted teeth and he just chuckles at me.

"You threw a temper tantrum when he tried to bring you home," Louis starts laughing even harder.

"I didn't want to be accompanied home by him!" I exclaim.

"It was so funny," Louis' laughs continue.

"Stop talking about it!" I yell and hit him with a pillow.

"Ow!" he says, throwing some of the popcorn at me.

"That's my popcorn!" Amanda exclaims, rushing towards us and taking the bowl away from Louis possessively.

"Calm yourself," Louis says and holds his hands up.

"You know how I am about my food," Amanda hugs the bowl towards her chest.

"Fatty," Louis teases.

"Louis!" I gasp, nudging his shoulder. Amanda is literally perfect. Her body shape and everything. "Don't call a girl fat. Did your mother teach you anything?" I ask him, shaking my head.

"Mandy knows I was kidding," he laughs. I forgot how this group is even though I've only just met them. I can tell Louis and I will get along well.

"So what's up with Harry?" I ask, trying not to make my curiosity about him obvious.

"He's just an ass," Amanda shrugs.

"Well, obviously. Has he always been like that though?" I continue.