I woke up with the worst feeling coming directly from my head.
I squinted my eyes as I stretched softly on the bed, pushing the covers completely over my head as sunlight hit me.
As I was smuggled back by the covers, all of last night came hitting me straight in the face. My eyes immediately opened with a snap.
"Oh, no."My ex slept with my best friend. I called Kye. I got extremely drunk. He found me and I sobbed. He said he, cared about me? He took me home. He stayed- wait.
I shoved the covers off me as I sat upright and looked at my surroundings.
"Oh fuck." My head crashed back into the pillow as I realised I was at mine. Alone. Kye had taken me back to mine and left. He probably was horrified at my drunk self all sluggish and all over the place, I'm such an embarrassment.
I sighed harshly as I pulled myself out of bed and looked for my phone whilst squinting my eyes from all the light coming through.
2 MESSAGES FROM: Kenny
1 MESSAGE FROM: Rachel
2 MESSAGE FROM: Unknown
BATTERY 1%"Shit, shit." I quickly rushed around the house in search for my charger. As soon as I spotted it on the kitchen counter, I connected my phone and checked the messages.
Kenny:
" (1) Meet me at the Auburn Café for breakfast? Please I'm SO hungry"" (2) WHY HAVE I JUST SEEN KYE WITH A MYSTERY GIRL???? YOU SAID HE WAS SINGLE & yes I'm having breakfast already with my lover boy instead because you left ME (I forgive u just call me as soon as possible)"
Oh?
Without checking the other messages, I quickly called Kenny and waited for her to answer.
"OH Look who's calling me!"
"Ken you told me to call you. Either way, I'm sorry I didn't get your message. I didn't get a lot of sleep so I've just woken up, I've had a shitty night."
"A shitty night? Mr. heartbreaker just came over and asked if you were "feeling better" so yes missy, you have a lot to explain." Kenny whined down the phone.
"What's actually wrong my little lass?"
I giggled slightly as Kenny attempted to make me laugh with the British slang.
"Next time I see you, I promise. It's too messy over the phone. Plus, my charging lead isn't even long enough for me to sit up straight from the counter."
"Wait- what does the girl look like?""What girl? -"
"The one with um, Kye."
"OH right- She's got one heck of a pair of legs. Do you think she'd find it weird if I asked her whether she shaves or gets them waxed?"
"Kenny..."
"Okay I'm such a bad friend- Did I tell you though this feels like high school all over again? You know, spying on my friends crushes girlfriend." She laughed down the phone as I rolled my eyes.
"She's got dark hair, dark skinned, green eyes from what I could tell."
"Okay. I'll explain everything very soon I promise. I'm just not feeling too good right now and my headache isn't helping. Bye!"
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In my feelings
Teen FictionSkylar Kent. Born and bred in Kensington, England. At nineteen years of age, she finally decided to make a drastic change in her life. To stop following paths others guided her in, and to start directing herself. Kye Johnson. Only too good to be tr...