What We Are - N.H

Fifteen

I woke up at about 10 o'clock this morning, still in my clothes from last night. I looked a mess.

I must have fallen asleep, waiting for a reply. Shit, I need to check my phone. She could have rung back, or even texted to tell me that she's ok.

5 missed calls from Harry and 3 unread messages from Katrina, "You are disgusting" the first one read. "How could you do that to her?" said the second one. "Oh my God Niall, I'm so sorry for what I just said. Harry told me what you told him. What a Bitch. I can't believe Elizabeth"

I decided to ring Harry back. What does he want at this time in he morning?

"Hello mate, have you recovered from last night yet?"

"What the hell do you think? I've rung and texted her so many times and she still hasn't even replied." I bluntly stated.

"Ouch, sorry." he said, making me feel ten times worse.

"How are you feeling?"

"Tired and lonely, but apart from that, I'm fine." I was being so rude this morning, without even realising.

"Woah, I think you might need to calm down, I'll call you back later." he hung up.

He's right, I just needed to think about what I was going to do next.

MABEL'S P.O.V

I woke up this morning, with the smell of burnt toast, wafting through the room.

"Sorry about the smell, I accidentally burnt the toast!" Katrina walked in laughing, I knew she was trying to rid the thoughts of last night, that were drifting through my mind.

"Oh don't worry, I like mine slightly brown anyway." I said, trying to sound happier than I was, failing miserably.

I managed to drag myself out of the warm ball of duvet I was incased in and found the mirror.

Wow, what a sight. Black stained cheeks and lipstick smeared over my chin.

"Shower?" Katrina asked.

"Please" I sighed, I needed to take my mind of the thoughts that were taking over.

* * *

"I think I better head off, I text mum that I would be back by four" I said, gulping down the last sip of my hot chocolate.

Nadia and Isabella came round at one and we just went through the events of last night, of corse, it involved tears, but we managed to get everything clear.