Married To My Best Friend

n i n e t e e n : arguments

♛♕♛ | A B I G Ä I L | ♕♛♕

My head was pounding. The amount of alcohol I consumed really did me bad. I groaned as I tried to open my eyes, however, my eyelids just felt droopy and heavy. I gave up and just leaned onto the soft cushion.

I heard whispers as I moved my head slightly to find a comfortable position. I frowned, why is this pillow moving so much?

Nevertheless, I shook it off and leaned closer, finally finding a comfortable spot. Then I heard voices.

"No! All I want to know is why was she here alone!" A guy whispered-shouted.

"Wha—How am I supposed to know that? I was at the party already when she arrived!" A guy with a British accent answered back in the same tone.

"Stop shouting your gonna wake her up!" Guy number one scolded.

"I am not shouting! You are!"

I creased my eyebrows. What are these idiots fussing about? I can't sleep with these noise. I slowly opened my eyes as I sat up slowly. I rubbed my eyes as my eyes adjusted to the bright light.

I was in an unknown room with Cameron and Damien staring blankly at me. Wait Cameron?

I realised that I wasn't sleeping on a pillow but on Cameron's lap. I turned to face him.

"W–what are you doing here?" I asked my voice slightly low from just waking up.

"Well I came here to see you of course," He raised a hand to cup my cheek.

I frowned. I looked at Cameron then at Damien back and forth. I frowned deeper trying to put one and two together. My mind however had a sudden major headache. I groaned as I cupped both sides of my head with my hands. Slowly I rubbed my temple.

"Abi whats wrong? Oi random british stranger, get her some water," Cameron ordered as he rubs my back gently.

"Excuse you I am not one of your servants you little shit." Damien glared.

"What did you just call me?- " Cam started, getting up."

I sighed heavily and stopped rubbing my temples to look up at the two idiots.

"You idiots are not helping my headache," I rolled my eyes.

Cameron and Damien continued glaring at each other, almost as though they were daring the other to look away. Once again, I rolled my eyes at them and leaned back onto the bed.

I groaned as I continued rubbing my temples," Jeez why did I choose to drink?"

"I'll get you some water," Damien say whilst walking towards the door.

I thanked him silently and closed my eyes tightly , not being able to take the pounding throb in my head. I could feel Cameron shift over on the bed.

His fingers brushed through my tangled hair and onto my back where he rubbed up and down softly.

I didn't know why but I just felt awkward with Cameron after last night's call. Maybe I was overthinking about last night but by the way he reacted was weird and different from his usual personality.