Broken

Chapter 21

"Are you awake?" Danielle whispers in my ear, slightly prodding me into consciousness.

"Yeah." I yawn, erupting into a stretch, pushing my arms towards the ceiling. "What time is it?" I groan.

"1pm." She chuckles. "I can't believe I've just woken up. How much did we drink last night."

"I have no idea, a lot clearly. My head is throbbing. I don't even want to see the carnage downstairs."

"I can guarantee you it won't be pretty. It never is. Your friend Zayn is pretty cute by the way."

"Was he still here when you came in?"

"Yeah, he was just waiting up. Not watching you sleep but like guarding you I guess." She laughs. "I don't know actually, I told him everyone had left and that you'd be fine with me and he just said goodnight."

Zayn is literally the nicest guy I know, it wouldn't be the worst thing that could happen is something romantically occurred between us. "Remind me to call him after my shower. I still need to pack for Monday."

As I heave my tired legs to the side of the bed and onto the floor I notice someone bundled under the covers on Danielle's bed, brown fluffy hair protruding from the top.

Oh my god. She's had a guy over. Whilst I've been here the whole time. Gross.

Just as I gather my breathe, a tired voice emerges. "Morning Lara." Louis winks.

No way. This has got to be a joke.

"Oh morning," I reply. Unsure of what to make of the situation. "Did you have a nice night?"

"I had a very good night." He smiles, giggling towards the direction of Danielle.

The thought of them doing it, whilst I was in the room, is just sickening. I really need to talk to Tori. I hope for her sake, she doesn't think anything too serious of her relationship with Louis.

"You've always got tomorrow to pack, we should go to the mall today or something. Recover from last night. Louis is gonna be going soon anyway."

"I am? You don't want me to hang out with you both?" He whines, a teasing frown upon his lips.

"Girl time." Danielle laughs.

"That would be good actually." I say, grabbing my toiletry bag and clothes. "We're in need of a good chat." Referring to the whole Louis situation. "Just going for a shower, I'll be about 20 minutes."

...

I assume everyone else in the house is recovering from their hangovers as it's silent apart from the running of water coming from the shower room. I hope to god it's only a girl in there and not some left over guy from last night.

To my relief, I see the figure of a girl through the cloudy, glass door. I quickly scurry inside a cubicle and start the shower. Immediately letting the hot water drain over my aching muscles. A large sigh escaping my mouth. I wash my hair, my body and shave the minimal stubble on my legs. Once I'm finished grooming myself, I find that I'm just staring directly at the wall, gathering my head from last night, piecing it together. It was seriously messed up. First I walked in on Harry and Connie 'bonding', then I'm pretty certain I tried to do a little 'bonding' myself with Zayn (despite being rejected) and then I wake up to find Louis in Danielle's bed. It's a lot to take in. I understand that this is probably a common occurrence a frat parties but it's still new to me. Despite past experiences.

I realise that I may have been in the shower too long and decide it's time to go back to the room. Louis should be gone by now anyway. I turn the water off, wrap myself in a towel and pick up my toiletry bag. Opening the cubicle door, I notice the girl that was once showering is stood in the centre of the room, waiting for my exit. Her electric blue hair illuminating the room, standing only in her lace underwear. Typical Connie.