Riptide // Jack Maynard

Chapter Eleven

The following morning I woke up in my hotel bed and as I turned around I saw George laying besides me. I almost panicked wondering what on earth happened once we got back to the hotel, until I spotted Dylan in a ball at the end of my bed reassuring me that I probably didn't do something I would regret. 

I checked my phone for the time and saw it was already 12pm. It's not like me to sleep in so late even if I have been out partying, I started to wonder what time we must've got back last night, but I couldn't remember anything. The last thing I could remember was dancing with Dylan and I'm sure that the night was still young at that point, however I remember feeling pretty drunk at that point, I was surprised I don't feel worse than I do when most my friends get hangovers after getting a little tipsy, but I won't complain about it.

Shortly after Dylan started waking up, almost falling off the end of the bed as he tried to stretch himself out.

"Oh fuck." A whisper escaped his mouth as he caught himself before falling. 

"Nice wake up call?" I laughed.

"I feel horrible." He stated. "What's going on?"

"Nothing.."

"My head is spinning." He sighed crunching up into a ball again and holding his head in his hands. "Can I have some of your water?"

I handed him my water which he downed in the matter of seconds then asked me to refill the cup. I feel like we went through this routine about 5 times until he gave up with the water.

"Why am I even in here?" He then asked when realising we were all bundled up together on my bed.

"God knows." I replied. "Do you remember anything from last night?"

"Erm.. I remember playing Fifa with Harry at one point."

"They were playing Fifa at their own party?"

"Of course they did, they're The Sidemen."

Of course they did, I thought rolling my eyes slightly. That's something I don't remember from last night.

"Anything else?"

"I remember that this one." He said nudging in George's direction. "Was being a right mood kill at first, I think he lighten up later on though."

"Did he?"

"Well I can't remember if I dreamt this or not, but I'm sure he ended up in a dance off with KSI."

I laughed at the thought of George having a dance off. I've never seen or even heard of George dancing in my life, let alone actually having a dance off with KSI of all people. If that is true that must've been embarrassing for him.

"I'm not going to lie, Dylan, but I think that may have been a dream."

"Yeah, making out with Marina Joyce was probably a dream too... At least I hope it was." He said screwing up his face at the thought of it.

"I'm sure that was. I'm pretty certain she wasn't there." I chuckled

"Good."

With that the room fell silent. I got back into the bed and Dylan joined myself and George at the top lying down in-between the two of us as he attempted to fall back to sleep. How cosy.. I laid there just going through my phone as my notifications have just blown up. I have several more follows and likes on my own photos, one of the names stood out to me more than the others - Jack_Maynard23. Jack had followed me and liked six of my photos, some of which were from two years ago, whoa he really looked through my profile. As I was so focusing on my Instagram feed I received a text from an unknown number which took me by surprise.

Unknown Number - Hey Demi, hope you're feeling alright after last night. If you lot are still up for doing the video you can meet at mine around 4pm! :)

 I was so confused by the text, their was no name, no nothing all I knew is it was someone from the party who I apparently agreed to film with? Then as if the unknown texter read my mind they sent another message.

Unknown Number - It's Joe by the way, I forgot to say haha.

Suddenly I turned to Dylan and shook him back away.

"What?" He cried.

"Did we agree to film a video with Joe yesterday?" I questioned.

After hearing that Dylan's eye shot wide open and he quickly sat up. "Did we?!"

"I've just received a text from him asking if we are still up for it and to meet at his house."

"You're lying."

"Look for yourself." I said handing him my phone.

"Mat wake up!" He then shouted shaking George awake. "We got a video to film.

"What time is it?" George asked as he was opening up his eyes. 

"1pm and we got to be at Joe at 4."

"Why?" George then asked as if he didn't listen to a thing that George said.

"We're filming with Joe." 

"We are?" He asked again and I nodded my head. "What are we filming?"

"I'm not actually sure.. I'll find out."

Demi - Hey. Sure we're still up for it. What are we filming?

Joe - I got a game lined up for us to play, but you'll see what it is when you get here. I'll send you my address later.

"Well what we're filming is going to stay a mystery, but I'm excited!" I squealed.

"Thought you were the one complaining at us the other day for wanting to collaborate with him and now you're the one that arranges it?" George said.

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"Just a little hypocritical." 

"Right." Now this guy was beginning to piss me off again. I see that's something that's continues from last night. "I'm going to shower so you need to leave."

The boys left my room and I got into the shower. Honestly, I was just trying to find a reason to get George out my sight. He's been so bitter with me since the party and I have no idea why.

Once I got out the shower I had a couple hours to kill before leaving for Joe's so I decided to start editing my Bean Boozled challenge we did the other night so it would be ready to upload tomorrow.