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*Rae's POV*

"You brats making me come here only to drag you out of a fight, seriously Michael. You got in a fist fight. With Josh of all people," I said slamming the party house door shut and storming out with Mikey, Ash, and Cal.

"Oh my god calm down Rae," Michael nagged at me. At the moment, I had my hands pulling on Michael and Calum's ear to make sure they don't fall over. I pinched Michaels ear harder and he yelped in pain.

"You know," Ashton said trailing behind us, obviously still completely drunk. "We..we could take you eeeeeasily." He slurred out each word and it seemed like it took a lot of effort to even know what words were.

"Shut up," I said to him as we rounded near my house. "You guys can crash here for the night I suppose. My parents texted me like a minute or two ago saying some drunk teenager crashed his car and that they'll be working all night." The boys nodded their heads and I opened the door to my house. They all collapsed onto my couch.

"Now. If you boys ever go to another party, which I doubt you will considering literally everyone hates us now, don't even bother to call me. In fact, here's a grand idea! Don't get pissed drunk!" I screamed at them. They all winced and groaned throughout it.

"Shhhhh, Rae, you're being to loud let us sleeeeeeeep," Calum said cuddling up to Michael. I sighed and nodded. Calum and Michael practically took up all the room on the couch, and I then told Ashton to just use the guest room. I climbed up the stairs to my own room and went straight to bed. God, this night couldn't get any worse.

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I woke up around 11am, which was the normal for me. Immediately, I checked my phone and saw that I had probably well over 100 texts from Emma about this boy she slept with last night. I decided against reading them, for lack of better words, I didn't really want to read about how great the sex was.

I ran down the stairs and made myself some eggs and bacon. I loved cooking. I always bake whenever I'm upset or angry or worried. Baking can solve every problem. And, baking makes really good tasting food. So it's a win win.

"Mmmh what are you cooking?" A voice out of nowhere said, scaring me half to death. I screamed and threw the egg into the air, forgetting that the boys were sleeping over.

"What the hell, Ashton. Your scared me half to death," I said picking up the egg and cleaning up the mess I made.

"Sorry," he shrugged and grabbed an apple.

Michael groaned and untangled himself from Calum, making his way to the kitchen table. He sunk his head into his hands and slouched in the chair.

"I feel like death," he spoke plainly.

"That would be called a hangover," I turned to him giving him some of the eggs I cooked. He smiled at me and began to chow down. Soon afterwards Calum woke up and came in the kitchen and took some of the food without even saying anything. All the boys looked so terrible and gross.

"Listen you guys," I said sitting down at the table. "You all are going to get so much crap for yesterday-"

"I doubt anyone remembers anything, hell! I don't even remember speaking to Josh!" Michael said, throwing his hands up in defeat.

"As I was saying. You guys are gonna make all of us get crap on Monday. Just hope your all prepared for that." The boys all looked around at each other and sighed. They continued to silently eat their foods.

"It wasn't even our fault Sarah invited-" Calum began.

"Don't wanna hear it." I sang while running up the stairs. I decided on a light blue floral shirt with black high wasted shorts. I applied very little makeup and came back downstairs to find the boys all crowded around my T.V. and the cabinets surrounding it. I assumed they were searching for some game that got misplaced or something. I sat down on the couch and pulled out my phone and decided to go onto tumblr.