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Bryn's POV
I finished my shower and crappily braided my hair. I don't understand how people can just do it so easily! I always get mixed up on which strand goes where and my hands get tangled.
I walked out to the room after brushing my teeth, clinging the towel around me still. I found Niall on the bed staring at a wall and I cleared my throat. He looked over, then immediately covered his eyes with his hands.
"Sorry, um, Sophia is here with the clothes, Liam is just in the hall grabbing them," he said.
"You know you don't have to cover your eyes, right? I'm not naked, I have a towel." I laughed lightly.
"I think you might still be a little drunk." I just glared at him a bit. "Nope, nevermind, you're a bit sobered."
"What do you mean?" I asked, hand on hip.
"I mean you're a happy, giggly drunk."
"So I'm not happy now? Are you calling me mean?" I said in a fake appalled voice.
"Yeah, like grade A bitch," he joked and I sat next to him.
"I'm sorry for getting drunk. I really didn't think I would, or that I was." I said and put my hand on his knee.
"Why?" he asked.
"I just didn't expect me to be lightweight."
"No, I mean why did you drink," he asked again.
"Well, Chris kept offering, and I don't know."
"Well promise me you won't do it again? At least without me?" he said looking straight into my eyes.
"I can't promise that, you know that. You're gonna be gone for three months, and you might forget about me, and we might move on. I can't wait to have a drink until we somehow meet up again."
"I'm not going to forget about you, Bryn. Its only three months. Even if it was three years, you'd still always be in the back of my mind. Or the front. I'm always thinking about you, and your smell, your hair, your skin. I can't stop, even when you're right in the room, I think about you. My mind is devoted to you almost all the time. I don't mind that. And tonight, when you were drunk and with Chris, I was just scared for you. I didn't give a shit if Chris went out driving, I just cared that you didn't. Bryn, what I'm trying to get to, is that I, um, I don't know how to say this easily. Um, Bryn Olivia Taylor, I--" he said before the door opened.
"We got the clothes!" Sophia came running through the door staring at the two of us. "Oh, did I ruin something?"
"No, Not at all." Niall said and went up and got the clothes from her hand and handed them to me. I whispered a thanks and walked back to the bathroom.
What the hell just happened. He seemed so serious, but at the same time, laid back. And, he just stared at me, but it wasn't awkward.
I shrugged it off and changed into the outfit from Liam's girlfriend's closet. I walked back out, and Niall walked us back to his car.
"Now, you're gonna need aspirin in the morning, so get some ready on your bedside. Or, if you have one thay lasts a while, take that before you go to bed so you wake up without a headache, and take more when you wake up so it doesn't wear off." Niall said on the way home.
"That's a lot," I scoffed.
"Hey, I'm Irish. I've got a knack for drinking. I got all the dirty little tips," he winked and put his eyes back on the road.
We arrived on my street and I had him park a few houses away so they couldn't see the car. They were expecting to see Chris', and they know Chris doesn't drive a $4820489#\@929#92 car.
"Well, text me when you wake up." he said and I nodded. I walked out and started walking down the street. "Wait, Bryn!" I heard a yell.
I turned around and saw Niall running up to me. "Um, there was something I had to say, and I have to say it now." I nodded and watched him look into my eyes and he grabbed my hands. Ooh, warm. Sorry, not the time for this.
"I-- um, Bryn. Uh," he said and started rambling um's and uh's before uttering a "good night" and walked back to his car.
Well that was anticlimactic.
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I woke up the next morning pain free after drugging myself the night before. I popped two more pills and got ready for school. Yup, it was a school day.
In my defense, I did not know we were gonna party. Wasn't my fault. I wonder if Chris is hung over.
Speaking of Chris, we didn't see each other much through the night except near the end. He offered to take me back home after we danced a bit, and I saw him go back to the party after I waited for Niall.
Yes, I remembered everything. Well, almost everything. Some things I'm confused whether it really happened or if I was dreaming it. That actually happens a lot to me.
From Potato
Potato Guy: How's the hangover?
Bryn Taylor: Surprisingly, pretty good. I'm just super tired, but I always am.
Potato Guy: Good. So, are you gonna hang out with Chris at school today?
I see what he's doing. He can't really be jealous, nothing even happened yet.
Bryn Taylor: Idk, I'm not even at school yet
Bryn Taylor: If it happens I'll tell you?
Potato Guy: Oh, you don't have to.
Bryn Taylor: Oki then
Potato Guy: So I'm guessing your parents didn't kill you
Bryn Taylor: Oh yeah, thank you so much Niall. And tell Sophia thank you
Bryn Taylor: Also, when should I bring the outfit back over to her?
Potato Guy: She'll be at the airport with us in four days, so you can just drop it off to her there
Bryn Taylor: Four days.
Potato Guy: Just remember what I sakd last night.
Bryn Taylor: Okay, I've got to go to school
Bryn Taylor: Have a good day (:
Potato Guy: You too, ly
Bryn Taylor: Who's ly?
Potato Guy: Oh, um, ly like lovely
Bryn Taylor: Oh, okay, thanks
Potato Guy: Okay, bye
Bryn Taylor: Goooodbyeee
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Hi, updated a day early. I keep updating on unexpected days. Sahrray. I just write chapters, and I want to post them so bad, so I do. Oh well.
Dedicated to @Kelc_Elizabeth1 Bc she spammed me in votes and a few comments here or there.
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Pic of my boyfriend on this chapter. I love it when he's shirtless.
