Being the Little Sister

18 - Hungover

My eyes opened and slowly adjusted to my surroundings. I was laying in my bed at the hotel, and the other girl I shared my room with was sitting in front of mirrors, doing their make-up. A loud groan left my lips as I felt an extreme pounding in my head.

What happened?

I can't remember anything from last night. All I remember is that I went to the party with Simon, Nichole, my brothers, and their friends, we danced, I got us drinks, dropped my phone, dance battle but after that, it's like my memories took a trip into space and got lost. Because they're gone. Wait what did I do? I didn't have-

I threw my covers off of me and to my relief, the clothes from yesterday was still intact to my body. My mouth felt dry and looking over I saw that it was Nichole sitting by the mirror.

Nichole smirked in the mirror with her mascara brush in her hand.

"Headache?"

I rolled over to my back and put my hands on my face.

"It feels like a giant took my head and chewed on it like a piece of gum and then spit it out again," I said making her laugh.

"I bet you tasted delicious though" She joked as if she was trying to make things better. Not that it did because this head-fucking-ache still feels like it's frying my brains out. I'm still wondering what I did to get me this drunk. I have only been drunk one time before and that was at my brothers' party and that time I only got a minimal hangover. I don't even know if you could call it that.

My hands were shielding my eyes from the burning sunlight that felt like thousands of little needles stabbing my eyes.

"Take away the sun" I whined.

"No, don't you know that the natural sunlight is the best for applying makeup. Of course, you wouldn't know anything about that because you're well, you" I narrowed my eyes at her.

"You make that sound like a bad thing"

"I'm not! I just meant that you don't use makeup so you wouldn't know anything about it" She explained. I would have kept the conversation going if I wouldn't have a hangover from hell.

"What happened last night?" I asked and groaned again from another wave of pain.

"I don't know. After we had danced you ran off and I meet this guy Thomas and holy shit he was hot. I'm talking chili hot and he was so nice and funny. We danced and he gave me his number! But I don't know if I should call yet or if he should call but we really seemed to click-" She started going off rambling making me roll my eyes.

"Nichole"

"Sorry. But I just saw you when we were going home and you were drunk out of your mind. You were singing on the top of your lungs over Mason's shoulder. It was actually really funny. And when we got back to the hotel you started screaming at a guy in the lobby that you said stole your foot. I was laughing so much with everyone else. I think Luke was on the floor. Mason was the only one that didn't laugh. I think he's mad at you for breaking his rules" She said.

Crap. I'm going to have to avoid Mason then. The worst thing about it is that I can't even remember what he's mad about.

"I don't even want to know what happened at the party," I said. "Do you have aspirin?" Nichole nodded and looked through her bag.

"Here" I grabbed the little tablet from her hand and chugged it down with some water from the old water bottle that I've had standing on my nightstand for five days now.

"Thanks," I said and fell back on my pillow.

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"Good practice! Go eat and get ready for tonight!" Zac told us. I took it easy today in practice because of a slight headache that I still have but other than that I'm feeling good. I just have to take a nap before the show today.