Enhance

Chapter 11 - Summers

Chapter 11 - Summers

“Oh God, I’m never drinking again!” I groan when I wake up, the throbbing in my head killing me slowly.

I hide under the blankets and try not to move, but it seems like things spin around me even when I can’t see anything. I hate this, I hate hangovers! Why did I even drink last night? I know I’m a lightweight, I always ask for a juice or coke instead, I avoid alcohol because of this very reason. What possessed me last night to do this?

Oh right… Louis. I was celebrating with him and got a bit carried away.

I do remember last night, at least most of it. Some parts are still blurry and for some I’m not sure if they actually happened or if they were just dreams. Well, I know that the part about running from an alien attack was a dream because I don’t think aliens invaded us last night.

I have a vague memory of Louis carrying me to my room and of us talking. I think I humiliated myself and he said something, but I’m not sure if I really heard him saying that or if it was just part of one of my dreams.

Jamie says Louis has a mega crush on me, that everyone knows it and blah, blah, blah and I know I’ve been trying to tell myself that he doesn’t, and I’m afraid that what I think I heard him say was just in my mind because I want him to actually have a crush on me.

Oh God, I’m thinking too hard and the hangover is killing me.

“Hey, Robin,” I hear a whisper and peek outside my shelter to find Jamie, leaning down. “Here, have some aspirin and water, loads of water.”

And she hands me a big glass of water and two aspirins. God bless her soul for helping me today. This is what best friends are for, to help you when you are a useless bag of potatoes and you can’t even leave your bed.

I take the pills and drink the water, sitting straight on my bed and Jamie doesn’t leave, she sits across me, her eyes glued on me. “So,” she starts and I groan. The pills haven’t taken effect yet. “Did you have fun last night?” She asks, wiggling her eyebrows at me with a cheeky grin on her lips.

I roll my eyes and get dizzy. Seriously, I can’t do this again, I don’t deal well with hangover. “I did have fun,” I answer in a whisper because talking too loud makes it worse. “And no, we didn’t do anything, you naughty idiot.”

Jamie chuckles softly as I drink more water, my head still killing me. “You both were drunk and you didn’t take advantage of the situation? I thought you were smarter than this,” my best friend scolds me and I look at her surprised. Her morals are a bit messed up.

“You’re not suggesting I should’ve taken advantage of our state last night, are you?”

“I’m not suggesting,” she replies. “I’m saying it very clearly. You should’ve,” ends Jamie and I can’t believe it, I even laugh, which only causes me more pain. “I’m very disappointed.”

“Oh hush. He didn’t try anything either and you say he has a crush on me. Even though I was drunk he did nothing. I think your theory of the crush is wrong.”

No, I don’t feel disappointed. It’s just the hangover.

“Ow, and you’re sad because of that? You wanted him to make a move?”

“Shut up!” Oh, I shouldn’t have raised my voice. That hurts so bad! “We’re just friends,” I add next in a whisper, holding my head in my hands.

“Because you didn’t take advantage of the situation. I came here expecting to find him in your bed,” Jamie says offhandedly and I choke on my own spit, which makes my head explode. “I was quite surprised to find you alone, snoring like a truck.”