Love is strange (Nathan Prescott X Reader)

Chapter Eight

The excessive ringing of my phone woke me the next day. The first thing I noticed was the pounding of my head, my mind still foggy.

"Hello?" My voice croaked upon answering the phone.

"Hey! Where are you?" Chloe's voice boomed, seemingly louder than usual.

"Could you please be quieter?" I groaned, leaning back onto my pillow.

"Someone had a late night, I see." She chuckled, but her voice becoming softer. "We were meant to meet at the diner, remember?"

"Shit, I am so sorry." I apologised, shooting up in bed.

"It's cool! Stay in bed, we'll see you later." She said, immediately hanging up leaving me no choice but to agree.

Sighing, I began to think thing through.

Wait a second...

Oh shit.

"Fucking hell," I sighed, recalling last night's event with Nathan.

"I'm a fucking idiot." I muttered, hitting myself in the face, making my headache worsen. Running a hand through my hair, I grabbed my phone, looking through photos from last night.

At least I look hot.

I chuckled quietly to myself, looking at the photos of me, Dana, Evan and Juliet and all the nice comments on the photo; even Victoria commented how good we look.

I knew there was no point in delaying the inevitable pain of getting up, so I stood up, dizziness taking over my body, along with the urge to throw up. I quickly took a sip of water, making me feel a little better.

Skipping the shower, I quickly got ready, deciding against makeup today, not wanting to put in the extra effort. As I looked in the mirror, I quietly gasped.

I'm covered in fucking hickeys

I thought you didn't cover one-night stands in hickeys? Like, isn't that an unspoken rule?

Panic began to set in, as I realised I had no clothing to hide this and I was going to Chloe's soon. Desperately searching through my wardrobe, I found a red scarf hidden at the back. I let out a sigh of relief, relieved that, not only would it cover my hickeys, it also matched my black dress. Quickly wrapping it around my neck, I checked it hid everything before making my way out of the dorm.

As I left my room, I was immediately stopped by Dana who was as cheerful as ever, clearly not drinking as much as I had.

"Hey, girl!" She greeted, "Where'd you get to last night? I looked for you, but Evan said you left." She asked, as I forced a smile.

"Just wasn't feeling too good. I told Evan but I think he was too out of it to remember." I laughed, feeling bad for lying to my friend.

It's for the greater good, Y/N.

She nodded, patting me on the shoulder before bidding me goodbye and heading into the toilets allowing me to leave.

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"Afternoon." Chloe greeted, ruffling my hair up, making me groan. "Not to be mean, but you look awful." She continued, at which I shrugged.

"Matches how I feel." I smiled, pain evident.

"Here," Chloe said rummaging through her drawer, "Take these." She smiled, tossing me a box of pills which I gratefully swallowed, gagging as I realised I was that desperate that I took them without water, watching as Chloe laughed.

"I feel fucking awful." I groaned, jumping onto Chloe's bed, face hitting the pillow with no energy to get up.

"Wait a second," Chloe said, her voice getting louder, making me groan, "What the fuck is this?" She asked, pulling down my scarf making my eyes widen.