The Game | Completed

future

June 11

I was awoken by a loud gasp coming from somewhere in the room. I blinked my eyes open to see Aria with a look of horror written across her face, and next to her, Estella, who was smirking.

Then I understood why. I wasn't the only person in my bed. My eyes widened and I winced.

My headdddddd.

Oh no... I yanked up the covers and sighed in relief. I had one of my oversized t-shirts on.

But...?

I gently lifted the hem, and to my relief I still had underwear on. I mentally high-fived myself and focused my thoughts back on the intense pain in my head.

"How did Henry get in your bed?" Aria asked impatiently.

"Shhhhh, stop yelling!" I whimpered as I massaged my temples. Estella tried to suppress a laugh while Aria rolled her eyes.

"I am going to hand James his ass on a platter for giving her vodka!" Aria mumbled to herself as she gripped the neck of the almost-empty bottle. Henry stirred beside me. He sat up and smiled at me groggily.

He looked up at the women in front of us, "I've got her from here, ladies. You can take the day off." They nodded and left, and Henry smiled at me.

"Shhh!" I whisper-yelled. "Advil?" I asked hopefully as I continued to massage my temples. He laughed, way too loudly might I add.

"It's in the medicine cabinet." He pointed to the bathroom.

Once I had taken two of those Pills-O'-Magic, I sat back on the bed. Winnie wined at the foot of the bed until I picked her up. I stroked her while I asked, "How bad was I?"

Henry squinted at me, "Depends in what you consider bad." He said jokingly and I groaned.

"Fine. What did Drunk Olivia do this time?"

He blinked slowly and laughed, "You have a name for your drunk persona?" His words were laced with incredulity.

I rolled my eyes, "Yes, in fact, I do. Now, tell me!"

He laughed and told me everything. I held my face in my hands as he recounted the details of our 'Perfect Family'.

Drunk Olivia, what have you done?

"Though, for our future kids I prefer two girls, Rowan Blake and Charlotte Anne." He told me jokingly.

My heart swelled at his words, but nevertheless, I still threw a pillow at him. "Dickhead."

"I'm serious!" He laughed as he spoke, "I want two little girls, so I can spoil the hell out of them."

This time I laughed. "Tell me more about our future children."

He pulled me into him and held me close while he spoke. "Well, they would both have their mother's brains and beauty..."

I snorted and he continued. "The oldest, Rowan, I think. She'll be a firecracker. With her mother's stubbornness and her father's temper, she won't take shit from anybody." I leaned my head into his chest and smiled.

"I'm not that stubborn..."

"Sure, you aren't." He wrapped his arms tighter around me and he continued. "Charlotte, on the other hand, will be calm and passive. A peacemaker of sorts. Though, I suppose she'd have to be, to balance her sister out. But," He paused, "she'll kick your ass as she sees fit..."

I laughed quietly, "Obviously." I met his eyes and asked, "What else will our perfect family be like?"

He smiled down at me, "Well, for starters, you would never let Adrienne leave, not that she'd want to." I nodded and laughed.