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Chapter Nine

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2284

You woke up the next morning to Josh's arms wrapped tightly around your waist. He was still fast asleep, your back pressed tightly to his chest. Doing your best not to wake him up, you uncurled yourself from his arms and slid out of bed, your stomach twisting. Once again, you hopped out of bed and got the advantage of using the bathroom first, also allowing Josh to sleep off more of his inevitable hangover. You decided against doing your makeup now, knowing that you would only have to do it all over again in a few hours for the wedding.

Much to your surprise, Josh was awake when you walked back out of the bathroom. You hadn't expected him to be awake, so you had neglected bringing any clothes into the bathroom.

"Looking good, Y/L/N," he smirked at you.

"Shut it, Dun," you snapped, quickly gathering up some clothes and rushing back into the bathroom.

You pulled on an oversized t-shirt and some athletic shorts which you were really only going to wear for breakfast. Everyone was set to start arriving at one, which meant you would have to start getting ready in a few hours.

It was apparent that Josh had gone for a similar tactic as you walked out of the bathroom. He had pulled on a pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt, although he had gone back to laying on the bed. His hair was still a bit messy from sleeping, as was yours. You quickly pulled your hair up into a messy bun.

"My head hurts," he whined, rolling over and burying his head in the pillow.

"Well that's what you get for getting drunk last night."

"Aren't girlfriends supposed to be supportive?" he groaned.

"Aren't girlfriends supposed to be real?" you retorted. "I think I have some medicine in my bag," you added.

"You do?" he asked, rolling over and looking at you hopefully.

You shifted some stuff around in your suitcase, looking for the headache medication you had packed.

"Here," you said upon finding it. "Catch," you tossed it at him.

He caught it easily and walked into the bathroom, only to reappear a few moments later.

"Thanks," he said, tossing it back to you.

"No problem. You ready to head down?" you asked.

He nodded and walked over to you, slipping an arm around your waist. You leaned your head on his shoulder as you walked.

Surprisingly, breakfast wasn't ready when you got downstairs. Laura was in the kitchen, busily cooking some food up on the stove. Bill was standing nearby, working on cutting up some fruit.

"Good morning," she said cheerily upon seeing you. "Breakfast should be ready in about fifteen minutes."

"Do you need any help?" you asked.

"Bill and I have it handled, but thank you for the offer! The other kids are in the living room."

You nodded and you and Josh headed into the living room. Just as Laura had said, Jordan and Ashley were on the couch, half-watching some reality tv show. Abigail had fallen asleep on one end of the couch.

"Good morning," you said as you walked into the living room.

Josh took a seat on the couch and you sat near him, swinging your legs up over his.

"Hey," Ashley smiled, "How'd you two sleep?"

"Not so loud, Ash," Josh whined.

"He's pretty hungover," you laughed. "I went to get ready for bed last night and by the time I came back he was out like a light."