Wait [third book to n.s.]

harry

My hangover the next morning hit me like a bulldozer. I could barely cringe or it would hurt too much.

What made me almost hurl was Eleanor next to me, in a bed, naked.

I repeat, naked.

"Oh my god!" I screamed, "Get out of my room get out get out!"

Eleanor woke up almost immediately with sleepy eyes.

"My god what's your deal? Post sex awakenings aren't my best moments."

"You mean we slept together?!"

"Yeah, you wanted me as much as I wanted you."

"No no no..." I shook my head and tugged at my hair, "I don't want you, how did I get drunk? I wasn't drinking--"

"I may have spiked your Pepsi."

I glared at her so harshly that it hurt my head but I didn't care,

"You bitch!"

Eleanor shrugged and I wanted to punch her ugly smug face.

"Where's Niall?"

Eleanor shrugged and I sprinted to the room we shared. Luckily Eleanor and I ended up in the guest room. Our bed was neatly made and a folded piece of paper was placed in the center of it. Wait...

No...