My best friend

Chapter 12

I was drowsy, and slowly opened my eyes. The room was dark, except for the little light coming from the slightly open door. The sound of music and laughter could be heard coming from downstairs. I slowly sat upright and yawned. My phone was kept on the bedside table next to me and I opened it to check the time.

It was past 2 am. I became worried and got up quickly from the bed and headed towards the door, but unfortunately tripped over something on the floor and fell down on something hard. The little light coming from the door enabled me to see what was on the floor.

It was Zachary and Ashton, sleeping on the carpeted floor. They reeked of alcohol, and had their arms and legs thrown over each other. I had unfortunately tripped over Zach's leg and landed in the space between them. As I tried to get up Ashton's strong arm came around my waist and he hugged me tightly.

"Ash, wake up I'm not a pillow.", I said quietly.

"Hmm...", He replied in his sleep.

"I'm neither Zachary.", I said rolling my eyes. I didn't get a reply, so I tried to wriggle out of his hand. My excessive moving had caused Zachary to stir in his sleep, as he turned in my direction. He put his arm over both me and Ashton and began snoring lightly.

As I muttered profanities under my breath, I heard voices and footsteps in the corridor.

"Wake her up, I'll get the car started.", Said a voice awfully similar to Ryan's.

"I'll drag her down if I have to.", I heard Brandon's voice as it sounded closer.

"Don't bang her head on the door though please.", Ryan said laughing.

"Assholes.", I muttered as the door opened filling the room with light from the hallway.

"Nic-", Brandon stopped as his eyes went from the empty bed to the floor, and then came the fits of uncontrollable laughter.

"Get me out of this Brandon.", I said quietly in a pissed off voice.

"In a minute.", He said removing his phone and snapping a picture as I flipped him off.

"Dude what happened ? I could hear you from the stairs-", Said Ryan as even he entered the room to halt and look at me.

"I would be grateful if you idiots help me out.", I said with a frown.

"How did you even end up down here ?", Ryan asked as they both helped me up.

"I was heading towards the door and I tripped and fell on them. Who even left them here ?", I said fixing my dress.

"It would've been uncomfortable if they slept on the same bed as you... and all the other rooms were full. So we left them on the floor with a pillow.", Ryan said.

"It's their fault they drank so much and passed out.", Brandon said as they heaved the two jocks onto the bed.

"What about me ?", I asked curiously as I couldn't remember how I got to bed.

"Well after playing, we went back down and you danced like crazy for a long time-", said Ryan.

"Like a really, really long time.", Brandon added.

"Yes, and well u barely drank much-", Ryan continued.

"Because Ryan swapped most of your drinks with water.", Brandon said as Ryan glared at him.

"But eventually you got tired and fell asleep on the couch downstairs, so I carried you up.", Ryan said.

"Ohh....", I muttered trying to process what they just said. It fitted with my aching feet and mild headache.