Teenage Love Affair

She Ain't Got A Thing On Me

Ariana’s POV:

If this is why people get drunk… I honestly don’t know why.

When I tell you I feel horrible? I feel about…thirty times worse. I couldn’t sit up to save my life and I couldn’t remember a thing! All I can remember is having one drink and then everything went blank.

It was dark as ever outside so I got in the shower and got ready for today.

My stomach felt like it was eating away at itself. Remind me never to have another drink again in this lifetime.

I washed all the makeup off of my face and went to find some clothes. I wonder what the others were doing?

I found some gray sweatpants in my drawer and a cropped top and threw that on. I pulled my hair into a ponytail and checked my phone to see if I missed anything.

*Messages*

Frankie: Checking on you to see if you’re okay babe. I’m canceling our breakfast date cause you might need a breather after last night. Text me when you get this baby! Xox

Una: Checking on you! You partied pretty hard yesterday! Drink orange juice or anything but nothing that has caffeine! Love you

Vanessa: No more alcohol for you in the future missy!

Justin: Hey! :)

Molly: Checking on ya!

Rochelle: hoping you’re okay babe!

“Ugghhhh!” I yelled and put my face into the pillow. Something started to smell horrible on my side of the bed.

I looked over and it was a bin…filled with throwup.

I sighed and opened my door to take it to the trash bin outside the house.

I was going to need something to eat and drink pretty soon. This is why I don’t party! Because if I drink, I will be horrible the next day.

“Well look who’s up party animal!” Liam yelled. His voice bounced in the wall of my head.

“Shhhh.”I said holding my head.

I opened the front door and instantly threw the bin in the garbage and went back inside.

“Are you okay from last night? You went a little crazy.” Demi said from the kitchen with Niall.

“What did I do?! I honestly don’t remember!” I wined and Zayn came down the stairs.

“From what I remember happening, you danced around and took off your heels, got a little tipsy, Zayn had to carry you out, you snogged him on the way home, and you guys had sex. Not so simple…but REALLY effective.” Louis winked at me.

“I slept with you!?” I yelled at Zayn as he walked over to me and sat on the couch. “No, Louis is lying. I didn’t sleep with you but I stayed in your room to look after you… After you accused me of raping you.” He smirked and I turned red.

“I did that?” I said a little shocked and confused.

“Yup. You were so waisted that you couldn’t change out of your clothes. So being the nice guy I am, I tried to help you; but you kept screaming and saying ‘My best friend Zayn is going to get you’. It took you minutes to realize who I was though.” He smirked and pulled me to his lap.

Oh God. I should never drink again.

“Im so sorry.” I sighed and put my head on his shoulder.