Breaking Free • TFC 2.0 • l.t. au

Chapter Thirty Nine

"what has he been up to?" Milly and I struggle to keep Louis up. When I get the door open, we both drag him to the couch and left him there. Emily, Phoebe and Daisy follow behind us and rush into the bedroom.

"he was with Niall, that's why." I tell her and take off my coat, hanging it onthe door.

"there's an explanation." Milly says, cocking her head at Louis. "well, I must go. I've got an early call time tomorrow. Ring me when you need anything, yeah?" she says. I wave at her before she closes the door behind her. I turn back to Louis who's snoring on the couch.

I hear padding of feet so of course it's the girls. Whoelse would it be. Em walks down the stairs with pillows in her arms. She smiles and puts them on the floor. "He's gonna hurt his neck... Mum taught me that." she says, shrugging.

"thanks, Em. Its late. Go to bed." I tell her. She nods and runs up the stairs as well.

Louis groans as I lift his head and tucked a pillow underneath it. He throws his arms, nearly hitting me on the face. I push him up, taking his jacket off.

"Meeeeeg" he slurs my name and he hiccups. "I'm sooooo sorrryyyyy" he says before falling back on the couch. A soundly snore sounding from him ever second.

He must have had a lot to drink cause he doesn't look like he's waking up sooner. More or less, he wont remember anything in the morning.

When I'm done, I pull a blanket over him. Drunk or not, he's always peaceful in his sleep. I pick up his jacket and shirt on the floor so I can put it in the washing machine already. I went up to our room and change into my pyjamas. It's as if the bed's pulling towards it because I fell asleep almost immediately.

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My alarm rang at exactly 6AM. I was about to hit snooze but I remembered I have a full shift today that starts at 9. I kick the covers off before I get too lazy and went in the shower. I turn the nozzle and and warm water instantly hits my body. I struggle to keep my eyes open even in the shower that I nearly slipped.

After I changed, I went downstairs to see Louis already trying to get up. He sees me cause I crossed his path to the kitchen. I prepared myself a bowl of cereal. I dont feel like eating anything meat related at the moment. I have the strange gut feeling that whatever I eat will come back up. The slightest meat disgust me.

Louis walks in, looking like a lost pup. His hair is sticking out in different places and his trousers are halfway undone. He looks at me confusedly so I redirect that look to him. He sighs and gets a glass from the cupboards.

"Do you remember anything last night?" I ask, staring down at my bowl. I jerk when I hear him slam the cupboard door and a sound of glass meeting marble.

"what do you mean?" he asks. That's the only answer I needed. I brush it off and finished my cereal.

I grab my tooth brush from the cup and put some toothpaste. I brushed my teeth quickly that the bubbles built up in my mouth. It went to my throat. It tastes disgusting that I choked and spit it out. What was I thinking. I thought it was over but something else was rising in my throat.

It didnt take me a second before it comes out. The feeling is horrible! I feel like my throat's getting ripped apart. Tears escaped my eyes as the bile kept coming back up. It's got a bitter, disgusting taste in my mouth. This also happened 2 days ago And yesterday only this one's worse.

I take a deep breath when it started going away. I wipe my face with the back of my hand only to realize it's damp. I gurgled some mouthwash just to get the horrible taste from my mouth then let the water run to wash out the contents.