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Song is Suburbia by Troye Sivan (I highly recommend listening to it while reading this chapter)
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The sunlight streamed in through the window, waking me up and reminding me of the fact that I had gotten so shitfaced last night I had no idea where I was or how I got home. I had an awful headache and the slightest noise made my head throb. I turned around, only now noticing that Jordan was in the bed too.
How had we both managed to sleep in eachother's bed twice in the span of a week?
A weird feeling stirred inside my stomach, and I don't think it was caused by the alcohol.
I stumbled out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. As I stared at myself in the mirror, I realised that I was still wearing my dress from the night before.
Jordan was right, I did look really pretty in this dress.
After brushing my teeth with a spare toothbrush I found under the sink, I stepped out of the bathroom hoping that Jordan was awake, but he was snoring his ass off.
"Get up," I said, nudging him in the ribs. He stirred, only to turn around and bat my hands away.
"Get up," I repeated, throwing a pillow at him. I then proceeded to throw everything I could find at him in the hopes that he would wake up. I threw multiple pillows, books and other assortments at him, but to no avail.
"Get up," I whined, pushing him as hard as I could. One hard shove sent him crashing to the floor and he groaned, rubbing his head.
"Good. You're awake," I said, smiling brightly.
"Now please put some clothes on."
Jordan got up and came closer to me.
"Like what you see?" He asked with a smirk on his face. I frowned as the weird feeling in my stomach intensified.
No I didn't.
"Hey, you ok?" He asked softly, sensing my discomfort.
"I'm fine," I said almost immediately. "Now can you please put some clothes on?"
"Ok fine, I will." He raised an eyebrow at me before throwing some clothes on.
"Do you want to change into something else? I mean, that dress is sexy as hell but I'm sure it's pretty uncomfortable."
He went out of the room before I could answer, coming back with some clothes.
I stared at the t-shirt. "It's not easy..being...a princess," I read. I stared at him questionably before bursting into laughter.
"It must be hard for you," I said, unable to contain my laughter.
"Fuck off, it's my sister's," he explained, but I could see the tint of red in his cheeks.
"Sure." I went into the bathroom, putting on the t-shirt and shorts.
"So how do I look?" I asked, coming out of the bathroom. I twirled around as I laughed, causing my shirt to ride up in the process.
