Chapter 23

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Michael handed out the shot glasses and started pouring vodka into them. He stopped at me.

"You're not old enough yet are you?"

I laughed. "Fill it up Clifford." He did as I commanded and filled everyone else's glasses. I looked at Calum who sat beside me then I looked down at our intertwined hands and couldn't help but smile.

"So does ever know how the game goes?" Michael asked. There was a range of answers. "Okay, okay. So when it's your turn you say something that you've never done. If someone in the circle has done it they need to drink. But if no one has done the thing that you said then you drink. Understood?"

Everyone nodded and the game begun. Luke started.

"Never have I ever been pooped on by a bird." No one drank. Luke picked up his glass and drunk. Then it was Ashton's turn.

"Never have I ever skinny dipped." Michael and Calum drunk.

"That's disgusting!" I exclaimed, hitting Calum on the arm.

"A man needs to feel free," he shrugged.

Next up was Yasmin. Her face was sober, but menacing at the same time. "Never have I ever cheated on anybody."

The room fell silent as we all watched Luke take a drink. Then everything clicked. Yasmin hadn't cheated on Luke, Luke had cheated on Yasmin. I felt like a complete and utter idiot! Michael cleared his throat as he began to talk.

"Never have I ever worn pink." Yasmin, Ashton, Luke and Calum drunk.

"Never have I ever dyed my hair," Calum said. Only I drunk.

"Never have I ever had a New Years Eve kiss," I said as I watched Luke and Yasmin drink.

The game went on, pretty much every single on of us totally drunk at the end of the night. I'd actually never been drunk before so the whole thign was a new experience for me. I must admit, I quite liked it. It was like all the worries in the world just went away. And it made everything so funny. I was laughing at everything. I think out of everyone I was the most drunk. But I couldn't be sure because, well, I was drunk.

"I'm hungry," I said suddenly. "I want chicken."

Everyone just looked at me as I got up and stumbled to the kitchen. I raided the fridge pulling random items out. Unfortunately Michael didn't have any chciken but he did have mayonaise which I ate out of the glass jar.

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My eyes burned as I opened them, the warm sun blazing through the window. I turned over and regretted it. Everytime I moved I felt sick. Slowly, very slowly, I sat up and searched the room. There was no one in sight. I rubbed my head, hoping that my head ache would go away. I gradually clambered to my feet and stood up. A wave of dizziness over came me. I heard people laughing and it hurt my ears. I followed the sound. I felt like a zombie.

I found everyone in the kitchen, cups of coffee clutched in their hands. I noticed someone was missing. Yasmin. where was she?

"Look, who's finally awake," Calum said.

"Shhhhh..." I rubbed my head once again. "What's the time?"

"It's two o'clock. In the afternoon," Ashton replied.    

My eyes widden. How had I been asleep for that long?

"How come all of you guys are up earlier than me?" I asked.

"Because we didn't get as drunk as you," Michael replied.

"What? I thought we were all drunk!"

"We were but you were completely blinded."

Everyone laughed but I felt sick. Really sick.

"Michael where's the - " but I never got to finish my question. I had just vomited on the floor.  

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