Juliana |Z.M| |A.U| (Completed)

13.

Bruno Mars: Count On Me

"You can count on me like one, two, three and I'll be there..."

13.

"Ughh!!"

The sound of the door shutting woke her up, making her groan.

"Rise and shine princess!" the obnoxious cheer in Zayn's voice annoyed her even more. She heard the sound of the curtains opening followed by a series of splattering. Must be raining outside.

"Fuck!" she put her right hand on her forehead, trying to push the feeling of the throbbing pain inside her head.

"It's called a hangover. Ever heard of it?"

"Shut up." she rubbed her temples, the pain making her unable to open her eyes or even think straight. "Ahhh.... Fuck!"

"Relax, I've got it under control." She heard Zayn's voice followed by a series of muffled noise before she felt the bed dip. "Here, I brought some aspirin and water, chug it down."

At that Juliana lifted her hand and peeked her eyes open, still not daring to fully open them. If she knew the pain would be this bad, she wouldn't have dared to touch the beer. She saw Zayn holding a glass and a pill, waiting.

She slowly stood up, still groaning at the pain. "Here..." He handed her the glass and the pill waiting for her to chug 'em down. She swallowed the pill as soon as she could and finally opened her eyes.

She looked around, the room was big and bright, the bed she was lying on was thrice the size of her own, white soft bed-sheets, thick and warm comforter... this definitely wasn't her room.

"Where am I?" She asked running her fingers through her unruly hair which was sticking out from all directions.

"You don't remember?"

"Don't make me think. Ughh!! It hurts... just answer."

"You were drunk off your brains yesterday Julie." He smiled in reminiscence, "You were acting very weird, and I thought it was best if you slept so I asked Louis to let you take his room for the night."

Her hands fell as her eyes grew wide in shock, "What do you mean I was acting weird? Did I tell you something?"

"You told me that I was hot." There was a coy grin on his face, "Got me pretty flattered." He smiled, his brows raised in pride.

"No, you're bluffing." Please say yes, please say yes...

"Maybe... Maybe not... my lips are sealed."

They weren't so 'sealed' when you were sucking her neck yesterday...

Shit! No.... Julie, you're not gonna think about that...

The sudden knock on the door made them look sideways, "Come in!" Zayn yelled.

Julie hissed at his sudden raise in voice, "Inside voices, you idiot!"

The door opened allowing Jack to enter. He looked inside seeing Zayn sitting on the bedside and Julie sitting inside the comforter with sleep-hair. "Hey... G'morning."

"G'morning to you too."

Zayn frowned seeing Jack, "Hey Jack, what's the time?" he asked.

"9, it's raining like hell out the-"

"Fuck!" Her exasperated swearing made both the lads turn to her. "It's 9 in the morning?" Jack nodded wearily. "Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck." She quickly sat up looking around.