Loving Olivia

Chapter Four

I wake up with the worst hangover known to mankind with the smell of stupid pancakes. Thank God it's Saturday. I didn't know I could feel so shitty. I rolled over in my bed just to face a sleeping Jake. I don't even know how him or me got into my bed last night.

I get the urge to puke and run towards my bathroom, nearly tripping over a sleeping Callie and Macy in the floor.

After I throw up all the contents of last night, I sit against the door. You know how people say that you feel better after you puke? Yeah well they're completely wrong.

I get up and splash some water on my face. I still have my outfit from last night on, and my makeup is kinda smeared on my face. I decide to take a hot shower to maybe steam out all the alchohol I consumed last night out of my body.

After about an hour long shower, I dry off and wrap a towel around me. I walk out the door, and Jake and Chase immediately close their eyes. Macy's up now, and she's laughing at the boys' reactions.

"What? It's nothing you guys haven't seen, or wished you seen." I joke. Macy then laughed, and high-fives me as I grab a bra and panties. I go over to my dresser and get a plain white long sleeved volleyball tee with my number on it and some Nike shorts.

I change in the bathroom quickly and come back out.

"Has anyone been out of this room? Do we know the damage yet?" I ask everyone. They all shake their heads. Please god don't let it be a mess I silently pray to myself as I walk out of the door.

I look around the upstairs hallway. Nothing seems to be damaged, but that's cause the girls had the upstairs blocked off. I walk down our long staircase, just to be greeted by Brooke and Emma making pancakes with Ally laying her head on the island.

The smell of pancakes made my stomach churn. Right now, food sounded disgusting. And that was coming from me. The girl that could eat a freaking elephant and still me hungry.

"Guys seriously? That smells disgusting," I grumble, taking a seat next to Ally. She looked like crap. But Ally has always partied hard.

"There she is!" Brooke exclaims.

"Brooke shut the hell up!" Ally yells at her, giving her a death glare then laying back on the island. Damn. She must have got wasted last night.

Brooke looks shocked for a minute then changes her posture. Emma is stifling a laugh.

"It's about time you wake up. It's five in the afternoon." Emma says, throwing aspirin my way. What? I seriously wasted a whole day.

"Then why the hell are y'all making pancakes?" I question her.

"Cause you and your friends have been passed out all day and I knew the smell would wake some of you up." She smirks, turning the oven off and putting the pancakes on a plate.

"Well your plan worked." I fire back.

"Livie, you got trashed last night. Me and Brooke had to drag you to your room. I'm pretty sure we were the only ones sober last night." Emma says as I walk to the fridge and take out five bottles of water.

"The problem is?" I ask her, giving her a stupid expression.

"First off, stop with the freaking attitude. I forgot why I didn't like a hungover you. And second, it's not. I thought it was hilarious." She laughs. They must have cleaned up while I was asleep, cause the house looks super clean.