CHAPTER 4: HUNGOVER

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I woke up with the biggest headache ever. I tried to get up, but there was something holding me back.

I look over and it was Grayson, sleeping peacefully, he looked so beautiful. How can a human being look THAT beautiful?

Wait, no don't think that, he's a dickbag, a hot dickbag though.

I tried to get his grip off my waist but, he hugs it tighter.

"Grayson, you're going to break my ribs if you grip it tighter." I say sounding like I can't breathe. He lets go, and turns over to the side.

I stand up and shittttttttt, my headache just got worst, and my stomach feelings like it's going to explode. I run to my bathroom and throw up in the toilet.

Someone comes in and holds my hair back. I stop vomiting and lean back on the tub. I turn slightly, and I see Grayson sitting on the side of my tub, holding my hair up.

"Thanks." I say to Grayson who lets go of my hair. "Don't mention it." He starts walking out.

I noticed that he's shirtless, and I notice that I'm almost drooling. I wipe my mouth with my sleeve, I was wearing a long sleeve grey plain shirt, and some nike black shorts.

"Hey Gray." He turns around, "Yep?" "Did we?" He laughs, "No, even though you wanted to, I just couldn't take advantage of you while you were drunk. It's just wrong." I feel my face heating up and the corners of my lips go up creating a small smile.

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"Drink this." Grayson says giving me a smoothie, "What's in here?" I ask him taking the smoothie and examining it. "A drink that takes away your hungover, now drink." I nodded, as before I drunk it, I pinched my nose together so that, it closes and that I wouldn't be able to smell it.

I drink it, I cough at the taste, "That tastes horrible, Grayson!" I swallow it. He laughs, "Sucks being hungover, doesn't it."

"Shut up." I wipe my mouth and glare at him. "More like 'thank you', do you feel your head hurting?" He asks and I just noticed, my head and stomach does not hurt anymore, is this kid a fucking miracle worker or something?

"Oh my god, it went away!" I get up from my kitchen sink and give him a huge hug. He hugs me back, we pull away and look at each other, I'm like 2 inches shorter than him so I have to look up at him, and he has to look down at me.

My phone dings. We both move away from each other. Grayson coughs, "Well.. I'm going to go home. I'll see you, whenever." He gathers his stuff and heads out the door. I go upstairs and get my phone. I checked the text and it's from my Crime and Justice teacher, Ms. Steinburg.

Steinburg: Hey Maya!
Maya: hey ms. steinburg! what's up?
Steinburg: I need you to come to school, I know it's a saturday but, it's an emergency.
Maya: alright, i'll be there in a bit.
Steinburg: Alright! See you soon.

I go up in my room, take a shower because I smell like fucking shit, brush my teeth, straighten my hair and do my makeup.

I went in my closet and starting debating on what outfit I was going to wear today.

After a few minutes of searching, I found a good outfit.

Maya's Outfit:

Maya's Outfit:

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