Time Bomb - M.C

Chp. 5

Peyton.

I woke up with a raging headache, already regretting my previous decision to party the previous night. The rest of the night had been a big jumble of teasing action and constant bickering between Michael and I. From what I could remember the whole night had been pretty different then what I had assumed would have happened. Michael got the munchies almost immediately after our almost kiss incident which resulted in us raiding the first house party we stumbled upon.

My brain was so harshly pounding on the inside of my skull I couldn't even try to think about every little detail that went down. My hands cradled my head in a poor attempt to sooth the pain shooting through my forehead but the added pressure only caused the pain to continue. I turned over in my bed, which I thankfully found a way of returning to late last night, and regretted the action as soon as it had played out. My stomach swayed unevenly and for a moment I thought I was going to throw up but with a small groan I decided to just go back to sleep instead of suffering from the after effects the alcohol was putting me through.

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Michael.

"What?!" I groaned through the reciever of my cell phone, mentally killing the person who had decided to call me so early in the morning. The alcohol consumed only a few short hours before was still flowing through my system and the side effects of a hangover were not yet showing but waking up to the ringing of a cell phone in early hours was not something I was entirely fond of.

"Hello young one" Ashton chuckled from the other end and I almost hung up on him right away. I was not in the mood to explain to Ashton exactly why I hadn't attended his party last night and I wasn't in the right mind set yet to think of a cover up story. I was not allowed to hang out with Peyton, I was well aware of that, which is exactly why talking with Ashton right now could end badly.

"What" I repeated before rolling over and closing my eyes with my phone still pressed to my ear. 

"Where were you last night. The whole party was trying to contact you" Ashton urged with an unamused tone. I could tell he wasn't in a great mood which put me in one too because whenever Ashton was grumpy it radiated through everyone.

"Did I miss something important?" I question and continued to try to fall back asleep even though I was currently in the middle of a conversation.

"Only my fucking party" He almost growled, even though I knew he wasn't really mad at me in particular about not attending his party. His friends ditched his parties all the time because he had one almost every weekend and even on some week days so you never really missed much if you missed one. 

"Well then it's no big deal where I was" I groaned and flopped over once more in my bed, trying desperately to find a decently comfortable spot. 

"One of the boys said they saw you with some chick" My eyes opened as soon as Ashtons words were spoken and it took me a moment to think of a valid response. 

"Did they say who?" I knew my voice sounded unusually weird, especially with the topic of girls at hand but Peyton wasn't just some girl I could fuck and run away from. Ashton would have my head if he knew I was with her last night. 

"No, they couldn't see who it was. If you ditched my party to score last night then cool; you dont have to hide that from me" Ashton chuckled as if he knew I had found a girl to have sex with last night - even though I didn't.

"Okay" I said shortly and not too long after that Ashton hung up on me so he could clean his place up enough so that it was usable for one of his classic parties again tonight.