Heartburn (Matt Tuck/OFC)

Chapter 3

Matt's Pov

I opened my eyes. They felt heavy and I felt terrible.

I looked around and noticed I wasn't in my bed, and that there wasn't a ceiling above me, just the blue morning sky.

"Shit, how'd I end up in the yard..?" I grumbled to myself.

I looked around, instantly thinking of how long it would take me to clean everything up. Just looking at the mess in front of me irritated me. There were red plastic cups everywhere, some of which contained body fluids and other unknown substances.

Trying to get up, I realized I had my arm around someone.

I looked down to see a half naked blonde nuzzled up to me.

I frowned. I had no idea who this girl was.

I shrugged and slid my arm out from under her and tried my best to not wake her, just because I was in no mood to deal with any type of "you have to call me later" drama.

The front door was wide open, so I wouldn't have been surprised if all of my furniture was missing. Thank god it wasn't.

There were plenty of people scattered around on the floor, on the table, on the stairs; there was even someone sleeping in the bathtub. I rubbed my temples and decided to look around for Padge and Arial.

I found Padge in my closet with a pink tutu and red lipstick on him.

I dragged my feet across the carpet and let myself fall onto my bed. I held my head in my hands and groaned.

Worst.Hangover.Ever.

I felt something move under the covers and jumped back when I heard a whining noise.

Out of nowhere, a small brown puppy jumped out and started to sniff me.

"The fuck....?!" I yelled startling the puppy. I watched as it ran over to the closet and pissed on Padge's arm.

I laughed until I was nearly in tears.

"Fudge...!Come here boy...where are you?!" I heard a girl yell.

The only thing I was thinking at that moment was...who names their dog Fudge??

"There you are..!" The girl squeeled as she ran into my room and scooped the puppy up in her arms. She didn't even acknowledge the fact that I was there. She cooed at the small animal and walked out as if she owned the place. I hoped everyone would leave soon, because I did not feel like dealing with anyone's hangover...not even my own.

Suddenly, Padge groaned and crawled out of the closet.

He looked at me and smiled cheekily.

I watched as the dog piss dripped down his arm and burst out laughing.

"You still drunk or something mate..?" He asked with a confused look on his face.

An hour and a half a later, we finished kicking the last person out, but Arial was nowhere to be found.

Padge went on a mad man search around the house trying to find her. I figured she'd be here somewhere, so I didn't worry much and proceeded to clean up.

I collected all of the clothes that were scattered around the house, not caring whose they were. I lazily walked to laundry room, and laughed hysterically when I saw someone stuffed in the dryer. I stuffed the clothes into the washer and tried to get the girl in the dryer out.

I grabbed onto her and dragged her out. Her blue hair was a complete mess.

All was good until I saw her face and panicked.