The Luck In Unluck

Chapter 4

Holla! Hope you liked this chapter, I had a rough time while writing this, so sorry if it suck, but hope you'll like it anyways. 

To this chapter I listened to (I don't think it sets any mood, but I listened to them anyway) :

Hurt - Christina Aguilera

Fairytale of New York - The Pogues

Stay - Safesuit

First Day Of My Life - Bright Eyes

This I Promise You - Ronan Keating

Wasting My Young Years - London Grammar

Love

 xxx

SASHA'S POV

I woke up with a major headache. What the hell happened last night? The last thing I remember is doing truth or dare with Liam and Sam, and getting a hell of a lot to drink.

Suddenly I felt someone beside me stir and i froze. Why wasn't I alone in my bed? Who the crap was beside me? I almost didn't dare look who it was, but I knew I had to. I turned my head slowly.

"Hey, Sash" he said with a much lower voice than usual.

"Liam? Why are you in my bed?" I asked carefully. Then I realised something, I needed to check if I had clothes on. This would be awkward if I don't. So I lifted the duvet and let out the breath I didn't know I held in. 

"What? You thought we... You know.. Did the... Frick-frack?" He whispered the last thing and I bursted out laughing.

"Frick-frack? Wow, Leyum, you know you could just say sex. But yeah, I was afraid of that. I don't remember much of what happened last night. Could you fill me in?" I laughed nervously. 

"I would, but it's all a bit fuzzy. I do remember truth or dare with Sam, and that Sam called some people over and we all partied together, then you got sick and I put you to bed and we fell asleep I guess." He smiled his bright smile at me and, as his smile is contagious, I smiled as well.

"Oh, well, thank you for putting me to bed. Did you have a good time, though?" I asked nervously, I bet he didn't want to end up here of all places in the world.

"Yeah, I enjoyed myself. Well, at least until all the other people came. But it was cozy to snuggle with you." He said with a smirk.

"Well, that's good, I suppose." I said, unsure of what else I should say. "Maybe we should drink some water and we could go out to eat breakfast?"

"Sure, I just have to make myself representable, I probably look like crap." He said with a smile.

"No, no, you look gorgeous, as usual!" I blurted out and put my hands over my mouth. Luckely for me he just laughed.

"No, I don't. But come on, we'll drink some water and maybe take some Advil because my head is killing me. And, could I maybe take a shower? Or do you have like a no-boys-in-the-bathroom-rule?" He talked way to fast that I could catch all so I just nodded, in hope he wouldn't understand that I didn't hear all.

"Did you hear what I said?" He then asked me.

"What, yeah, yeah... No, not really" I admitted. 

"I asked if I could take a shower?" He asked again.

"Oh, yeah, of course! I also need a shower, is it okay if I take a shower first? So when you're in the shower, I could put on some makeup and such?" I desperately needed a shower right now, I felt like a dirty animal at this point.