when i woke up, i didn't remember anything from the previous night. except a name. ashton if i was right.
and i also remembered a few details him.
large hands, long and curly hair. tall.
but that was it.
i knew one other thing. calum had punished me.
when we got home, yesterday, he took my phone and computer.
i was really pissed at him but he ignored everything i was saying and told me to go sleep.
which i did, i was way too tired to argue with him as this unholy hour anyway.
back to waking up, i slowly pushed my blanket off me and yawned softly as i got up from my bed, my body shivering a little when my bare feet touched the cold ground.
i quickly looked at myself in the large mirror that was sitting in a corner of my room.
i shrugged when i decided i was decent enough to walked downstairs.
even though i had drank a lot, i didn't feel hungover. strangely, i never was.
i walked out of my room, deciding that i'd go eat breakfast.
normally, i'd stay for hours in my bed, sending ugly snapchats to my friends, but it's kinda hard to do when you don't have your phone anymore.
as i walked down the stairs, i could hear the tv. it sounded like a news show was on but i didn't really care.
i looked around trying to figure out if calum was awake yet.
that thought was stupid of me since someone had turned on the television and it definitely wasn't me.
i skipped over to the kitchen, not looking as to where i was going and i bumped into a wall.
at least, i thought.
i looked up to see calum who was standing there, an amused smile on his face.
"you should probably watch where you're going princess." a light chuckle escaped his lips and i rolled my eyes.
"move." i stated, as i pushed past him, wanting to go to the fridge.
i wasn't to be messed with in the mornings. i was always in a bad mood if i woke up before eleven am. and from the clock on the wall, it was only eight. on a saturday morning.
"i don't like the tone you just used." he said in what i supposed was a serious voice.
"and i don't care." i replied as i grabbed a box of cereals and a bowl.
"you better watch the way you're talking to me or i won't hesitate to ground you."
right after he said that, i humourlessly laughed.
"oh piss off."
as if he'd ground me. hell, we met not even twenty four hours ago.
i saw him crossing his arms over his chest.
"that's it, you're grounded."
was he serious? now, he really annoyed me.
"you can't ground me. who do you think you are?" i scoffed.
"your babysitter."
"yeah so? doesn't mean i'm gonna listen to everything you say."
"you better listen to everything i tell you. and if you don't, there'll be consequences. i'm not gonna let some little girl like yourself walk all over me."
his accent got thicker as i knew he was getting angry at me.
i just laughed at him.
"we'll see about that."
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that was a boring chapter i'm sorry!!!
