Angel's P.O.V.
I woke up to my phone ringing. What the hell? There was a pounding in my head, I was so sticky, I felt fucking sore, I drooled all over my hand, and the cherry on top was that my room was trashed. There were empty bottles and cans of alcohol on the ground and the beds were messy. I answered my phone and croaked,"Hello?"
"Hey I'm at Starbucks what do you want?" Matt asked.
"Um... a grande carmel frap with extra carmel please." I answered. "Oh and can you get some advil for me, I have this crazy headache."
"Sure. Is that it?"
"Shit!" I yelled and covered my mouth running to my toilet. I opened it quick enough to puke not missing.
"Hey what's wrong?" Matt said.
I put the phone to my mouth and said,"Nothing. I-uh-almost dropped my phone."
"Okay. Well I'll see ya in a little bit. Bye."
"Bye." I hung up the phone and flushed the toilet. I rinsed my mouth a few times then brushed my teeth. I looked at what I was wearing. I don't remember changing into this. I was wearing my pajama shorts and tanktop.
I took off my clothes and saw bruises on my hips, ass, and wrists. Da fuq? I winced as my head started pounding just from thinking so I stopped. I felt the urge to throw up so I went to the toilet and threw up again. Fuck! I stepped into the shower and stood there for a couple minutes.
I let the water hit my back relaxing me. I did my shower routine, and got out. I brushed my teeth and my hair. I blow dried my hair and pinned two pieces of hair with a YouTube bow. I heard knocking on my door.
"One second!" I yelled. I hurriedly wrapped a towel around myself. I ran to the door and opened it. There was a smiling Matt with fraps and a bag.
"Hey." Matt said and kissed me then walked in. I blushed and just stood there stunned. Did he just kiss me? I smiled to myself and closed the door. "Here is yours and the advil you requested. I got some waters for you."
"Thank you!" I said and eased myself down on the bed opposite of 'his' bed.
"What's wrong?" Matt asked.
"I just feel so sore for some reason. Don't know what from." I replied and shrugged my shoulders. I grabbed my frap from the drink cardboard carrier thing and took a sip. "Hmmm... it tastes a little different."
Matt shrugged and started drinking his. I put it back and took the advil swallowing it with water. I noticed Matt was just staring at me the whole time.
"Can I help you with something?" I asked raising eyebrow.
"You are in a towel, wet." Matt said smirking. I eyes widened in realization so I got up and went into my drawer and got my favorite jeans with a flowy tank. I went in my bathroom and changed. I came out and sat back on my bed.
"So, what happened last night?" I asked because I didn't remember much.
"Well what is the last thing you remember?"
"Taylor walked in with a bin full of beers and drinks. We were playing truth or dare and I was drinking," I paused and picked up a can I was drinking last night."this. Do you know how much I drank?"
"Wow, let's see. You had a whole box and there's 30 so yea. You had 30 of those and some shots. It was crazy last night." Matt bit his lip and looked at the ground distracted.
"Do you know how I got these?" I asked and showed him my wrists and hips. "There's bruises on my behind but I'm not gonna show you that."
"Damn." Matt muttered and touched them causing me to wince and put my shirt down. "Sorry. You don't remember last night?" He seemed kinda disappointed.
