31.Hangover hospital trip

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I hear Trey going back but he stops. He looks in our direction, moves closer.
"I'm not even gonna ask." I laugh and get up, yawning.
Trey stares at me for a while and walks to a car.
"Feel free to take any car! I don't really give a..... Care!"
He puts his hand behind his back, holding up a thing of car keys.
  Huh.
   "Drive safe!" I yell.
He starts it up and we watch as he drives out of the driveway.
I walk back inside the house.
   Ash stayed behind to "think".

I go to my room and change into sweatpants and a T-shirt.
  I walk to the couch, everyone has calmed down by now.

  "Hey, Peter. Hey, Scott. You know what.... Hey everyone." I say to Peter, Scott, Pandora, and Chris.
  "What's up?" Peter ask.
Ash walks in.
"Hey guys. Man, it's cold out there." He rubs his arms.
  "Yeah...." Pandora says, people look at us funny.
   "What?" I ask.
"Nothing. Sooo....everyone is basically passed out. Wanna play spin the bottle?" Chris asks.
I hear every door open and almost everyone comes in.
Lylana, a drunk as fuck Paisley, Brooke, Allie, some people from Trey's group. Triston, Peter, Chris, Pandora, me, and even Ash. Taikō left, Braylen was somewhere, West was now in his bed and some people were just missing. Scott was passed out at the bar.
"How about...... Truth or dare, Strip?" Ash ask.
We all wooh.

We set in a circle. I start first.
"Ash?"
"I'll pick Dare."
"I dare you to take off your pants and if you don't, you'll have to take off another item."
We all laugh as he takes off his shirt.
Some people whistle.
We play until somehow I'm in just my shirt and underwear. My shirts pretty long.
  "Triston, ok..... Sooo.... Dare?" I say.
  "Yep."
"I dare you to lick that guy's abs." I point to a guy that looks like Chris.
  "The name is Maxwell."
He lifts his shirt and Triston does it.
"Ew!"

"Nora, truth or dare?" Peter ask.

"Dare!"

"I dare you to kiss Ash for a full minute."

I look down and don't wanna strip anymore, at least I'm not looking like Triston, he is only in a beanie and has a blanket covering him.
  I laugh.

I go close to Ash.

"Go!" Pandora yells.

I groan and Ash pulls me in for the kiss.
   It's filled with lust.
We fall back onto the ground.
Seconds turn into minutes and minutes turn into forever, somehow, everyone has gone to sleep and me and Ash are laying in each other's arms as he plays with my hair and does swirls around my arm and moves to my thigh.
 

 

   I wake up. I look around to see blue. It's Ash's room.
  I get up and walk to the bathroom. I'm in just my underwear and a shirt.
  I walk to the toilet and puke with a hangover. My head hurts!
  Ash runs in and holds my hair back while patting my back.
  "It's ok. Puke it up." He says as he hands me water.
   "Maybe I shouldn't have drunk so many skittle Vodka drinks."

"Yeah.... You think?"

I lay against the wall and drink my water.

When my hangover is gone, I go down and eat some strawberry waffles that Carter cooked.
  "Guys! Trey is in the hospital! He was in a wreck." Nicky yells.
   I bet he doesn't even remember last night.
   We all run and get in cars, most hungover.... Hint hint.... Triston (not naming names.)
  We drive to the hospital, Braylen took a cab home.
   We walked in and sat in the waiting room.
  It is 10:33 in the morning. Lets see when we get out.
.......
I get hungry so I get up an walk to the vending machine to find Triston with his butt against it, trying to get his stuck snickers out of the thingy.
   He bust the glass and the thing falls. He looks at me and makes a well-then-,I fucked up- face.
"Oops." He says as he turns and we both run back to the waiting area, acting casual. Sadly, Triston, he can't act so he was looking around with his hands in his pockets, whistling suspiciously.
  "What you'd do?" Chris asked.
"She did it!" He points at me and I throw my hands up, he sits down.
   I hold hands with Ash. West went to the bathroom.
  Trey's group is probably like.... They so weird, wish they weren't here.
I yawn and lean back.

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