After the whole drama at the club, Liam helped get Tilly home. I still tried to pester him on what he had said to those two men, yet he wouldn't budge.
Saying; "Don't worry about things that you have no need to worry about." His soft voice calmed me and convinced me to trust him, but did I?
Soon after, I erased all of Tilly's makeup and took her ridiculously high heels off. Then I hopped in the same double bed as her, we both fell asleep incredibly quickly.
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*drrring* *drrring* *drrring*
My phone buzzed annoyingly, so sitting up I was going to make sure it would shut its volume up! I felt like punching it then and there, for if it wasn't my mother ringing... Clicking the green acceptance button, I answered it with a pretty annoyed morning wake up.
"Oh hello, my dear daughter," my Mother's voice was cherry but brisk.
"Yes, Mum?" I question.
"We'll I thought it might be better to call you at this time, just incase you made a mistake the night before..." She trails off with a suggestive giggle.
"Oh my gosh Mum! Who do think I am?" I say in a shriek.
"We'll your friends with Tilly, what do you think, a mother wouldn't worry!" She giggles delight with a sign of proving her thoughts wrong. I then look at the clock, 7:30 am.
7:30AM!!!!
"Mum, do you know how early it is???"
"Daughter, do you know how early my shift starts?"
"Fair enough," I grumble. "We'll I'm at Tilly's so should be home by tonight. Does chicken sound good!" I try to make peace with food.
"Righty-o then. I will see you soon, love ya!" He hangs up with kissing noises. If she wasn't my mother, I would think she would be my age!
"Thanks for that early morning wake up there Kayla, 7:30 am. That's a new late for your Mother!" Tilly smirks in the dark, referring to other phone calls I have received from my worrying Mother.
"So I take it you need an aspirin and water?" I mimic a waitress writing on my hand.
"Oh, Caleb will be up soon." Tilly shrugs off with a laugh.
Speak of the devil, in waltzes Caleb with a silly smirk on his face. Luckily what he carried made up for his facial expression. Much needed pancakes (smelt gorgeous), a glass of juice for me and an aspirin for Tilly.
Tilly looks over the tray, "Well that's offensive." Pointing to the single aspirin. "Remember Caleb, I was taking Kayla out on the town, not to a restaurant!"
Caleb sends an apologetic look at me before adding, "Sweetie, I'm sure you remember the discussion yesterday, well when I saw you walk out you had this look on your face that you was sworn off drinking. Sorry, I'm a good reader."
"Yes, I know Caleb!" I chuckle.
"We'll then ladies, are you going to tell me the goss on what you did last night. Kayla?" Caleb raises an eyebrow pointed at me.
I then revise the night before hand while the others stayed silent and nodded in the right places.
"Well, Kayla, my sweet little friend. That kiss sounds fantastic and what better it to be a Badboy!" He smirks.
"I'm so proud of you girl and a little confused. You stood by the list and you had a shot with a guy who is really mysterious... Except for 2 things, 1, you didn't get his number!!! 2, What about Oliver?!?!" She asks.
"Damn they are 2 good points..." Caleb says with attitude.
"Yeah.... I'm just so confused right now. He seemed like a nice guy and he was much more fun than Oliver. I don't think I'll see him again, though..."I trail off.
"Oliver doesn't need to worry about things that he has no need to worry about." I quote Liam.
We continued on breakfast with Tilly and Caleb squabbling over silly little things. I swear these two are the death of me, why don't they say they love each other already?!?!
The day consisted of dark curtains and hopeless romantic movies, you gotta love a hangovers perks. (But not for me of course, I'm just aiding.)
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"Honey, is that you dear?" Mum says rushing into the kitchen. "It smells gorgeous and the table is set beautifully."
Suddenly her face falters and she turns all serious. "You're not pregnant are you." Her tone was so stern it cut the air.
I laugh it off, "No, no, no, simply a piece offering."
"Right, yes, we'll let me put something breezy on and then we can dig in.
Once Mum changed we sat down to eat. While we dished up the plates for the amount need, Mum looked a little displeased.
"Mum, you okay?" I question.
"Something just doesn't feel right," Mum openly thinks. "I know." She smiled then whipped off her bra underneath her shirt. "Ahhhh, yip that's it. Let the girls loose, so much more....free." She smiles, I chuckle completely unfazed at Mums outburst.
"So, honey, are you going to tell me about the night. Or are we to sit here awkwardly trying to avoid that topic. If we are avoiding it, I bet it is some juicy stuff..."Mum states as she peers over her fork.
So I once again retell the story of the night before as she continues to drop endenidos. Surprisingly my Mother has great advice on the matters of my life story, I have a therapist at my fingertips. So with her advice of pursuing Liam, I was sent to bed to sleep on the thought as I awaited the morning.
Monday, I wonder what the day will have in store for me.....
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A/N
So here's an update, hope you liked it! I love to hear your thoughts on the new cover! I found the picture and thought it would instantly be better!
This chapter is over 1,000 words, excluding the A/N of course. I had to write the last dinner scene before publishing it, currently I'm half asleep.
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Shape of you by Ed Sherran.
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