The party (one direction)

Last night

A/N. It's been a while sledgehammers I felt I was unable to carry on with this for so long but this is my only distraction from all the craziness that is going on right now. With my mum getting married in a few weeks and getting ready for my last year of secondary school and an upcoming vicious cycle of revision and exams it's not been easy. With things being so hectic lately it might be a week or two before I update again but I really want to get into this again. Thanks for putting up with all of this.

Maisie's pov.

I awoke the next morning in Elle's spare room. Me and Charlotte stayed there last night. It was rather late when me and Louis got home and we walked in to find most people had left but the rest of 1D and Charlotte Lucy and Elle were still partying. Charlotte was obviously drunk she was dancing on the coffee table and singing along to push the button by sugarbabes. She was obviously flirting with Niall simultaneously but since he was also a bit intoxicated he was non the wiser. There was no way I would be able to get her home in such a state and since Brooke was sleeping at her friends house Eloise let us stay with her. After a cheeky drink to try and calm me down and help me process everything that had just happened I shuffled up to our room for the night and was sparko'd as soon as my head hit the pillow. Tomorrow was going to be a long day and it would be filled with questions about my date. Just what I need right now (!)

Charlottes pov

I woke up with a killer headache and someone in the bed with me. Oh dear god please tell me I didn't do something stupid. Oh sweet Jesus it's just Maisie. Wait a minute... we aren't in our house. Where are we? Phew it's Elle's house. I must have passed out or something, I don't really remember much from last night. Everything after Maisie and Louis leaving is a blur. I remember shots and sugarbabes and that's about it. I need some paracetamol or ibuprofen or aspirin, something to help stop my brain trying to leave my skull. As I walk down the stairs I rather awkwardly bump in to Niall. We exchanged pleasantries and carried on. During our albeit short conversation he was rather embarrassed. Should I be worried? After tearing through the cupboard in the downstairs bathroom I finally found what I was looking for. A large bottle of water, a cup, and some ibuprofen. After swallowing two pills and washing them down with the cup of water I decided to return to the spare room and check on her and, if she wasn't so already, wake her up. I returned to find her still asleep. I guess I have to wake her up if I want details. But you see Maisie is a very heavy sleeper so I may need some help.

Elle's pov

I was awoken by an incessant tapping on my shoulder. I turned to see Charlotte stood there looking rather rough. "honestly Charlotte I swear to god you are satan! why the hell would you wake me up at such an ungodly hour, it's eight in the fucking morning!" She explained that Maisie was still asleep and we didn't have details of her date. I was slightly less pissed off. But only slightly, it's still unnatural to be awake so early. We marched to the bathroom and grabbed a bucket an filled it with cold water. It's the only way I know how to wake her up so early in the morning. I counted down from 3

3...

2...

And 1!

We through the entire bucket over her and she shot up out of the bed. she was fuming understandably. After she had a shower and made bacon sandwiches to cure the hangovers almost everyone had we all sat on the sofa waiting to hear about the date Louis cooked up