Cursive - punk lp au - ((on hold))

2 - Dressed in White Noise

2 - Dressed in White Noise

Shannon's POV.

I wake up smothered in a large pile of very thick blankets. Yawning slightly, I rub my eyes to rid myself of blurry vision. I look around the room trying to recall the events of the night before while my brain is absolutlely buzzing.

"Shannon," Someone nearby calls to me softly.

"Mmm?" I reply lazily still stretching out my sore body.

"You're in my roommate's bed...?" Zayn eyes my strangely.

I gasp and look around quickly. I had never slept anywhere other than my own place...

It was a dark blue and white room with nothing too interesting or unique about it. The room did not show the personality of whoever it belonged to... Or maybe that was it!

"I- gosh -Zayn I'm sorry.. Where's Tahn?" I stutter out while unwrapping myself from the layers of blankets I was beneath.

Swaying slightly I stand in my wrinkly white dress.

My heads seems to swell at the action. I wince slightly and walk over to the edge of the bed where my Sophia Webster heels sit.

"She's across the hall in my room... You look like shit." He says obviously trying to surprises a laugh.

"Shut up." I grumble.

My ankles crack as I walk down the wooden hallway towards Zayn's bedroom. Zayn and a bunch of guys own this warehouse together. I only know of Zayn, Josh, Niall, Harry, and Harry's boyfriend. I believe there are 6 boys all together who live in the warehouse.

Without realising where I'm going I stumble into a body similar to mine in height.

"Oh I'm sorry, lemme just.. I. Sorry." I say clumsily.

He looks at me and then smiles.

"Shannon right? Don't worry about it!"

"Do I know you..?" I ask very confused.

"I'm Louis!" He smiles vibrantly and shakes my hand.

"Louis...?" Still not recognising the boy.

"Louis, Harry's boyfriend.. I've heard so much about you and Tahnee, I just assumed he would have told you about me..." The excited boy's smile fades quickly and he looks quite uncomfortable.

"No- you see- well... I'm hungover."

Louis looks at me quizzically, "Hungover?"

"Yes hungover, and I know of you, Harry brags about you all the time. But Harry told me and Tahn that he wanted us to meet properly... Over dinner!"

"Oh..." The boy smiles weakly at me and slides past the door way headed towards the stairs.

"Nice meeting you!" He shouts up the staircase.

I wince at the loud noise but reply cheerfully.

"You too."

After what feels like ages I make it to my destination: Zayn's room.

There, Tahnee is sat neatly on the perfectly made bed. She wearing a pair of Zayn's boxers and one of his band T-shirts. In her hands is a small mug filled with a steaming beverage.

"You look like a mess.." She states while eyeing me up and down comparing our appearances.

"No shit Sherlock. I got horribly drunk.

It was awful!!" I sigh plopping down onto the bed next to Tahnee.

She smiles at me.

"I'm just glad you did something fun!"