London Changed My Life

Thirteen - Hangover Morning

"I love you, Dan." I said. My head started pounding so I sighed and rested my head on Dan's shoulder. My mouth still tasted like vomit. I felt my eyelids drop and I succumbed to the deep sleep that was calling me.

...

I rolled over and groaned, a stream of sun shining through my window.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty." Emma called in a sing-song voice. "How's your head?"

"Excruciatingly painful." My head pounded, a sharp pain shooting through it every time Emma took a step. "Stop stomping so loud."

"I'm not, you've just got a really bad hangover. Here, this'll get rid of the pain." She handed me a glass of water and some aspirin. I gratefully took them.

"Is anything happening today?"

"Not that I know of."

"Alright." She chucked me some clothes and left my room. I entered my bathroom and took a quick shower, washing away remnants from last night. I dried myself off and pulled on light was skinny jeans, a black singlet, a white jumper with a dog face on it and socks with little aliens on them. I padded out of my room to the kitchen. I looked at the lounge room and saw Dan on the couch, one arm falling off the edge, and Phil on the floor, a blanket strewn over him. They both had tracksuit pants on (where they got them since they didn't go home, I have no idea) and Dan had no t-shirt. I could see his bare chest and it looked quite nice.

"They didn't have enough money to pay for a taxi to their place so I let them stay at ours. I lent them Lucas' tracksuit pants he left here from when he was here last." Emma said, giving me a shock. Lucas was her cousin who had stayed over a while back.

"I don't remember any of this." I grabbed a bowl and poured in Lucky Charms, followed by milk.

"I'd be surprised if you did. You were completely out of it, you were so drunk. How much did you drink?"

"I don't remember so I'd say a lot. Hopefully I didn't do anything I'll regret. I remember getting there, meeting loads of YouTubers, PJ handing me a drink, and then it all gets fuzzy."

"I didn't see you much after you had your 3rd beer. I saw you briefly having vodka shots. And then you dancing by yourself near the end."

"What happened then?"

"Dan went up to make you sit down with us but you went to the bathroom to be sick. Dan came back with you in his arms. Looked like you passed out."

"Oh." I thought back to last night and remembered nothing. "What time is it?" Emma looks at her watch.

"2 in the afternoon. I don't know how those two are sleeping longer than you, I'm pretty sure they didn't have as much to drink as you did."

"Should we wake them up?" I asked.

"I suppose. You wake up Dan, I'll take Phil." I nodded and we both headed into the lounge. I saw Emma leaning over Phil, getting ready to tickle him. I stood on the couch, careful not to step on Dan. I started jumping up and down, shouting at the top of my lungs.

"Come on, Dan! Time to wake up! Time to wake up!" Emma started tickling Phil and he jumped up. Dan groaned and pushed me off the couch.

"Come on you two lazy bums. It's time to get up." Emma continued to tickle Phil and I began tickling Dan. He rolled off the couch and stood up.

"We're up, we're up! Please stop!" Dan screamed.

"Okay, peasants. But only because we're gracious rulers." I said and Emma laughed.