Chapter 12.

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Lauren woke up, her mouth dry and her head throbbing, in an empty bed. She threw the blankets off her and stepped out of the bed. With her right hand she grabbed the bedside table, suddenly losing her balance. The remains of the alcohol were still running through her blood. She must have drunk a lot yesterday. Lauren rubbed over the temples of her head, trying to remember what happened last night. She remembered how much she had already drunken on the beach, even before going to the club. She then remembered the way how she grinded on Camila . And then she remembered Camila's mental breakdown in the bathroom. She couldn't quite remember the exact words of Camila, but she did know that she had been crying. She had mumbled something about her not being good enough for her, right? Lauren rubbed over the temples of her head again. The hangover was clear. Her head was banging and she still felt quite nauseous from last night. Then she remembered the way Ally had acted. Sure they both were quite drunk, but Ally had absolutely no right to permit them from sleeping in the same bed. They were adults for crying out loud. They could behave. They surely did not need a freaking babysit to watch their every move. Camila and her were still supposedly dating, and they should still act like that. Lauren grunted.

She wasn't going to let Ally Hernandez walk all over her again. Camila was going to sleep back in her bed, even if she wanted it or not. Because what if someone saw Camila coming out of Ally's room after their drunken night? What would they say? Plus, Lauren had to admit it. She surely did not like the fact that Ally and Camila were sharing a bed. Yes, they've had known each other for a really long time, but Lauren couldn't forget the fact that they have apparently kissed. She did not like to admit it, but she was jealous. Of course, deep down she knew that Ally wasn't gay, but you could never be sure. She knows the effects Camila Cabello can have on someone. She could turn any girl to being into girls whenever she wanted. Lauren stumbled towards her bathroom and reached over for an aspirin. She downed it with a little bit of water and jumped back onto her bed, hoping the pill would do his work soon and get rid of the terrible headache. After a while, she got up again and stepped into the shower. There was just something about going to a club, with so many people all sweating and grinding up on each other that made her feel dirty. She turned the water extra hot and took a shower for a good twenty minutes. After that she decided to get some breakfast, even though she was totally not hungry. She glanced over at the clock on the wall and saw that it was already eleven o' clock. When she walked towards the house of the parents, she saw Ashlee, Troy and Erica sitting at the breakfast table. Ashlee was wearing big, black sunglasses, her hair in a lazy bun. Troy on the other hand still seemed chipper and not at all affected by the drinking last night. Erica did seem affected by the drinking last night. She was downing a big bottle of water.

"Hey guys." Lauren said.

"Ssh." Ashlee placed her finger in front of her mouth, motioning for Lauren to talk quieter.

"It hurts when people talk loud, okay?" Ashlee stated while she pointed to her head.

"Hangover much?" Troy laughed.

"Yes, why aren't you hung over? You drunk just as much as me, right?"

Troy laughed. "Yes, but I'm used to it by now, hobbit."

"Don't believe him Ashlee. He puked out his guts out this morning and he swallowed five pills this morning. He is as hung over as you look right now." Erica said.

"Thanks Erica. Now on a side note, where is Camila?" Ashlee asked.

Well shit. There you have it. Damn you, Ally Hernandez.

"Well, she had to ask Ally something, so I don't really know." Lauren said. Wow, Lauren was really impressed with her own lie. She was getting better and better in this right? Ashlee simply nodded. Lauren then grabbed a bowl of oatmeal and started eating. They were all quite, still suffering from the huge amount of alcohol they consumed yesterday. Just when she was done eating her oatmeal, Lauren saw Camila and Ally walking together, talking to each other.

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