Opposites Attract // h.s. [ ON HOLD ]

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Anyway, i dedicate this chapter to tacomichael bc u r awesome! aha x

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♡ Megan's P.O.V. ♡

I woke up with a killer head ache and acids in my stomach making me want to throw up. I felt a liquid come up to my throat and I know that I should rush down to the nearest bathroom. Once I entered the bathroom, I kneeled in front of the toilet bowl and threw up. Tears were forming in the corners of my eyes. I hate puking.

After that, I stood up and wiped my mouth using the back of my hand. I searched for my purple toothbrush but it wasn't in here. That's when I realized that this is not my bathroom. Shrugging, I went back to the room to check if this was my brother's or the guest's room but it wasn't. It is unfamiliar and too sophisticated.

Where am I?

I started panicking and hyperventilating. The door burst open. Startled by the one who opened the door, I froze and my eyes widen.

"Hey sis!" Luke beamed but then he saw me standing there like a deer caught in the headlights that's hyperventilating, his face turned happy to worried. He run towards me and hugged me. "What happened? Are you okay?"

"Where...my room..." I tried to speak.

"Breathe Megan. Inhale, exhale." Luke commanded which I obeyed like a little kid.

Once Luke sensed that I calmed down, he pulled away and looked at me with concerned eyes. I closed my eyes for a brief seconds then opened it. I heaved a sigh as I fiddle with my fingers.

"Where are we?" My voice broke.

"Don't you remember?"

"Remember what?"

"We're here at Niall's..." He scrunched his eyebrow. "Don't you remember what happened last night?"

"Huh?" I asked really confused. I only remembered was that we went to a party and I can't remember anything after that.

"You got drunk."

"What?" I voiced out my thought.

"You were drunk." He shrugged like it's not a big deal.

"What the?" I exclaimed. "I don't drink! How did that happen?"

"Lou gave you the Slurpee, remember?"

"Uh yes but Slurpees doesn't have alcohol."

"They put some..."

"Great!" Note the sarcasm.

"Anyways, I know that you have a hangover...so," He paused. "Here's the Advil."

"Where's the water?"

He laughed sheepishly while scratching the back of his neck. "I forgot."

"What an idiot."

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Saturday was assignment day, as usual and after I did all my assignments, I did a mini movie marathon with Luke. When our parents got back from work, Luke was supposed to tell them that I got drunk but I begged him not to. And thankfully, he didn't.

Sunday passed like a blur and before I knew it, it was already Monday. I was dressed in my dungaree skirt and a sweater with collar. I slid on my backpack and put on my worn out Vans. I tied my hair into a neat tight ponytail and put on my glasses.

I headed to the kitchen to eat breakfast with my family. The smell of pancakes entered my nostrils when I got to the kitchen.

"Morning sweetie!" My mom greeted me while my dad gave me a nod.