Brushed With Fame (major editing to come)

Chapter 17

Song on the side

Emily's POV:

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. Groaning I lifted my head to see that I had a facetime from Jaz and the girls.

"Shit." I looked down at myself and quickly got up, soon regretting it. Everything below my waist was aching.

Standing up carefully I made my way over to Liam's discarded shirt and threw it on and getting a pair of underwear and tried my best at running towards my phone. I redialed them and they quickly answered.

"Hey guys." I said out of breath.

"Hey Em are you okay. You seem out of breath." Rachel said.

"Nah I'm good. Just ya know had to run to get my phone which was in the bedroom." I moved my legs and cursed.

"Fuck that hurt." I groaned.

"What hurt?" Rebecca's face showed on the screen.

"Becca Boo!" I said with a smile.

"Hey Emy. What hurt?" She smiled.

"My legs. I... uh... fell on my ass." I half-lied because I did earlier trying to get up.

"Em what are you not telling us?" Jaz piped in. I could feel heat rise to my cheeks.

"Wait is that Liam's shirt?" She asked. I nodded.

"Okay so your legs hurt, you're in his shirt, and your hair is a complete mess like it wasn't put up last night like you usually do." Sloane said. Shit, I forgot about the hair. When Sloane finished her sentence everyone looked at her then at my appearance.

"Emily Haner did you have sex!?" Rachel yelled in mock disappointment. My mouth and eyes grew wide and I felt another blush.

"No that's- Holy shit you did!!!!!" Jaz yelled. I put my face in my hands.

"Yo this bitch had sex." She yelled jokingly to whoever entered the room next thing I know my two guy friends, Jamie and Luke, appeared on the screen. Fucking hell.

"Um hi guys. Please disregard what the drunken bitch just said." I laughed awkwardly. My face was completely red.

"I mean it's pretty obvious, I mean your hair, the fact that it never looks messy, and the shirt your wearing looks wrinkled from being thrown in a heap on the floor. We probably would have figured it out." Luke stated. I blushed.

"Not to mention the multiple hickeys on your neck and top of your chest." Jamie added. I looked down at myself and saw multiple bruises around my chest. I looked at the picture of me on the screen and saw the ones on my neck. I blushed.

"Right well let's please change the subject." I asked hoping that my wish would be put into place.

"Nope we are talking about this." Rachel exclaimed.

"Rachel I am not talking about my sex life. That is private information that I don't wish to share. Now I would really wish that you would respect that all of you." I commanded.

"Let each of us at least ask one question. Please." Rachel asked, no begged.

"Fine, one question each, but they can't be too personal." They all nodded.

"Which bra were you wearing at the time?" Rachel asked.

"One of the lace ones I got from Pink by Victoria's Secret." I shrugged.