In The End(Emison Story)

Chapter 4: What Happened Last Night?

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"Do you think they'll be up soon?"

"Not sure, but i hope not. They look so freaking adorable right now."

As i realised i was falling slowly into reality i listened closely to the two voices conversing.

Hanna & Spencer. I'd know those voices anywhere, but what were they doing here? In my home?

Beginning to blink away the sleep in my eyes i found myself trapped. Trapped beneath an athletic body. I used my upper body strength to lean up and look to the side of me, where i was currently cuddling with....Emily.

A million thoughts raced through my mind-which was pounding hard like a hammer-as i was now more alert than ever and scanned the room around me, still unable to set my arm free from underneath Emily. My other hand intertwined with hers(which i could've easily pulled away from but i didn't want too)

When i realised i was in Emily's bedroom another million thoughts floated through my mind in a split second, the pounding in my head only getting worse.

Why was i at Emily's house? Why had i fallen asleep in her bed? What the fuck happened last night!?

"Morning sunshine." Hanna said, laughing at me. Spencer next to her being more successful in hiding her laughter, but only barely.

Oh god i looked like crap didn't i? I thought as i squinted into Emily's huge arch mirror. Well great.
My face was puffy, especially my eyes(which only got like that when i cried), my mascara left ugly trails of black splosh on my cheeks(one cheek which had a cut through it and was a bright purple colour)and my hair was way to messed up that it could've been a birds nest.
Looking into the mirror i noticed i wasn't dressed in what i wore last night.
Last night i thought. What the fuck happened last night? Yes! Thats it Noel Kahn's party. Shit

It seemed like every minute of this very short morning had only arisen thousands of more questions than the last. Well at least i knew one thing for sure. Last night wasn't a good night. Even though i couldn't remember the half of if it, i knew it mustn't of been successful since there was practically a gash through my cheek and my eyes were swollen from crying, waking up next to the one thing i should be keeping far far away from.

I fell back onto the bed hopelessly forgetting that the gorgeous brunette next to me was still sound asleep. At the feel of movement Emily groaned out(might i say very sexily too) in annoyance and turned over now so that she was only mere inches away from my face, our hand still together.

Petrificus Totalus. I thought as i froze still not trusting myself to breathe in fear that it'd awaken Emily.

"Wow." I heard Hanna say like she had seen enough for one morning already.

"Hanna shutup..." Emily mumbled out but loud and clear enough to hear.

I admired Emily's sleeping face; her flawless olive skin, her perfect eyebrows and her sweet pink lips all in one package seemed too unfair to be true.

Hanna tip-toed over to Emily's side and Spencer and I furrowed our eyebrows in confusion.

"EMILY FIELDS GET YOUR ASS UP NOW!" Hanna bellowed sending Emily flying awake and me flying off the bed landing on my side.

My hangover was certainly starting to kick in and i couldn't feel my arm that had been underneath Emily's body all this time. The pounding in my head now turning into mixture of constant sirens wailing like firetrucks and the scratching of blackboards like the ones at Rosewood Day.