I wake up. blinking the late afternoon sun away and then yesterday comes marching back as easily as I finished 4 shots of fireball last night.
my head throbbing and body aching. this is hell. my abdomen soar and strained for throwing up last night...or so I assume I threw up considering I dont remember being at the club after about 30 minutes in.
I remember a few things. like pushing a guy off me who wanted to kiss me. I tried learning to breakdance, and I think it was awesome. I have a guys number scribbled on my hand and im pretty sure I didnt get out of there quietly. but then again I have image of a back enterence, a tall gaurd, and a black suv. either way. I need to be alone for like a while. I also need to quit drinking. like entirely.
"goodmorning little miss wasted."
despite the feeling of internal explosion, I sit up in my bed at an astounding amount of force.
Harry is sitting in the chair of bedroom.
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Neon. (Harry Styles)
FanfictionHarry and Callaway. rivels since diapers. and right after cal thinks shes figured it out, he doesnt call and then she is shipped off to Los Angeles. when Harrys band moves to l.a for the summer, they have to make boundries, and maybe even break som...
