The Bad Boy and The Tomboy

Chapter 15: Afternoon after

Willem's POV:

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"Mmmnmnnmmmm" I rub my eyes with my hands as I hear the annoying sound go off. I groan as the annoying sound continues. I whisper to myself, "What in the fuck is that annoying shit"

As I start to talk, I notice I've awoke to the stale taste of alcohol on my breath, a pounding head, and a very not-so-great feeling all the way around. I try my hardest to remember last night as blurry pictures or memories make their way back to my brain.

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What the fuck is that annoying sound?? I assess where the sound is coming from, and it's coming from my pants pocket. When I look down, however, I find a very slim and very pale arm draped over my mid section. What the fuck happened last night??

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"For fuck sake can somebody please for the life of baby Jesus turn that motherfucking annoying ass sound off" I make out the voice to be my brother, Kolson's, voice.

"Yeah, yeah, I got it, I got it" I say peeling the skanky girl's arm off me. I get a groaned response back from Kol. I stand up, an walk around until I find what is left of the kitchen. Jeez did we do this last night? I feel my phone buzz again in my hand, and I decide to cure the annoying sound that is bothering my head by looking at my phone.

32 unread messages from Logie

7 missed calls from Logie

I'm in deep shit. I think to myself. I answer, finally, on the eight call. I regret holding the phone so close to my ear.

"WILLEM, WHY THE FUCK WEREN'T YOU ANSWERING THE DAMN PHONE IT'S FUCKING 2 IN THE GOD DAMN AFTERNOON!! YOUR PARENTS ARE ASK-" I cut her off before she can get anymore words out. The screaming really isn't helping the pounding headache.

"Logie, baby, can you please calm down I have a perfectly good explanation for not calling" Then it hits me. "Did you say 2 the afternoon"

"YES DIPSHIT! I KNOW YOU LIKE TO SLEEP IN BUT THIS IS RIDICULOUS!! WHY DIDN'T YOU ANSWER THE PHONE" The screaming is low key making me angry because she can't shut up and let me get a word out. "WILLEM I SWEAR TO FUCK IF YOU'RE HIGH, DRUNK, HUNGOVER, GUILTILY FOR BANGING A SKANK, WENT TO A PARTY AND GOT TRASHED, OR ALL THE ABOVE YOU BETTER HAVE A GOOD EXPLANATION"

Well, she's pissed and I'm semi-sober and have a killer hangover, what to do, what to do.

"Logan, kitten, I do have a very good explanation. Kol took me to a party and I'm not a hundred percent sure what happened, but please forgiv-" I got cut off by a very deep voice.

"Blaming it on me, brother. Harsh dude." Kol has walked into the room. He puts a hand over his heart as he feigned hurt. He then motions for me to give him my phone. "Look, pass me the phone, I'll talk her down."

I hesitate, but reluctantly do it anyways.

"Logan, hey, yeah it's Kol, the sexy 21 year old gang leader that had a knife to your throat yeah that's me" What in the fuck is he doing. "So, in a way to get some new brother bonding in, I took him to a dope ass party where he could actually have fun. I know you're fun too, yes I've been keeping tabs on my brother's lil crush, but this is better than those little high school parties. Yes, he is high, semi-drunk in the middle of a hangover sorta thing, he definitely got trashed, but I don't think he banged the skanky chick with red and blonde hair. If that is all, would you like to talk to my brother again, yes, here he is"