Grandmia's Perfect Russian Princess

Chapter 11: Clutching Oil

Annae/Hannah

The morning after

I roll over and fall off the bed, opening my eyes I look around and see I'm in my room. The pulsing pain in the back of my head starts to make itself known and a roll of nausea takes over. I jump up and run to the bathroom, bending over the toilet and letting the whole contents of my stomach empty into the bowl.

Someone comes in behind me and picks up all my hair, keeping it off my face. I moan and rest my forehead on the cool porcelain, the coolness making my overheated forehead feel awesome. I flush and make my way over to the mirror, washing my mouth with mouthwash to get the acidic taste out of it. I look up and see Kellan looking at me from the side of the mirror, I give him and small smile and stare at my reflection. Groaning at it, my hair sticking out the side of my head and my eyes had bags under them! Urgh I look like a resurrected zombie!

"Thank you," I whisper to Kellan, just as my legs give out and I start to feel dizzy. Kellan catches me and picks me up, walking back to my room and throwing me on my bed. I glare at him, while he smirks. "I hate you."

"That's not what you said last night," he smirks and starts to walk off.

"What did I say?!" I yell after him.

He turns back around and walks back to my bedside, bending down so his mouth grazes my ear and I shiver. "You said you wouldn't mind me taking ya V-card."

He laughs and jogs out the room, the pillow I just threw hitting the door and dropping to the floor. I clutch my head and pain shoots through my stomach. I glance down and see blood seep through the shirt I'm wearing, great just goddamn great. I moan in pain and lie back on my bed, shouting for Kellan to get the first aid kit again.

Kellan comes back into the room and pulls up my shirt, taking off the blood soaked bandages and replacing them with clean ones. Then he walks into my wardrobe and pulls out another shirt, coming back to my bedside and throws it at me. I take it off my head and he grins at me, then walks back out the room. I hiss at the closed door and change my shirt, idiot!

Charley

I look over at Kelsey and see her face clouded with tiredness, Eva looks the same. We stayed up long after Annae left with Kellan and now we were paying the price for it. But all I could think about was Niall and how much I wanted to see him! Clingy? Nope, just love-struck, although I couldn't quite call it love. Yeah I liked him a lot, but I didn't love him. I think.

Kelsey

My head hurt and I was worrying about Annae, she looked totalled last night. Then she started throwing herself at Kellan and it was so funny. But she probably had a really bad hangover right now and I didn't want to see her if her alcohol hangovers were anything like her sugar hangovers, yes people have sugar hangovers, deal with it!

I glance at Eva and see her cringe, she had drunk quite a bit last night as well, hope she was okay.

Eva

My head hurt, my stomach hurt and my throat hurt, I didn't drink as much as Annae did but I am most certainly suffering from a hangover. Last night was awesome and we had a lot of fun, but the aftermath is horrible. I felt like someone was using a jackhammer on my head, it totally hurt and I needed to go see Harriet in an hour. I bet I look disgusting, eyes with bags under them and face a little bit pale.

Harriet would probably laugh if she found out I had been drinking, I mean I wasn't even sixteen yet and it was probably like illegal. I look down at my blackberry and see Harriet has texted me. 'Waitin outside da gym 4 u. Where r u, babe?'

'Just on my way, b there in a few.' I send back, I glance over at Charley and Kelsey. "I need to go." I say and get out of the car, Charley's mum was taking us home, but I needed to talk to Harriet she had been really worried about Annae.

I step into the café and spot Harriet at a table in the corner, hot chocolate in hers hands. I walk over to her and sit down in front, smiling. She hands me a cup and I grimace, calories! But oh well, I deserve it. I take a sip and look expectantly at her, she grins. "How is she?"

"She's fine, recovering well, but her stomach keeps bleeding." I tell her, she gives me a sympathetic look.

"What happened last night, you look awful? And why wasn't I invited?" She asks, not even pausing for a breath.

"Annae got drunk and flung herself at this boy Kellan, then she started kissing him and asking him to pee cause she wanted to see how they did it. And none of the others knows who you are, apart from me and Annae." I explain to her, she snorts and looks around.

Her eyes pause on a hot guy that just walked in and she winks at me. "You haven't had a boyfriend in a while, go get him."

I glance at the guy and smile at him when he looks our way, he winks at us and then proceeds to the counter. "Nah, I need to go see if Annae's alright. See ya later." I say to her.

She rolls her eyes and waves me off.

"Oh that's Cameron, he's in town to see a friend of Grandmia's." Annae explains while tying her frizzy dark blonde hair into a ponytail. Like she had her hair any other way. "He's cute, huh? Met him last summer in Russia, he's seventeen and is on the way to owning his dads oil company, big competitor of Saudi Aramco they ship over 12.5 million barrels a day and earn over £1 million per day too. But Cameron's dad's oil company ship over 14 million barrels and earn £3 million a day." She continues, I stare at her pale face and think she needs a tan.

"How do you know all that?" I ask.

She looks up and opens her mouth, but someone replies for her. "Because she's nosy and listens to everyone's conversations." I look over my shoulder to see the guy Kellan leaning against the doorframe.

"Shut up, you man whore!" She yells at him and then clutches her head, still got a hangover I see.

"Just remember last night, babe and then call me a man whore." He spins on his heel and walks out the door.

"I HATE YOU, KELLAN!" She shouts after him.

"DITTO!" He shouts back.

Oh God, they were both starting to give me a headache, but watching them was a source of entertainment.