Chapter 3-Hangover

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Stop Hurting Him

Chapter 3

Hangover

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When I woke up in the morning, my head was hurting like hell. I looked at the clocked. 6:30. Oh crap. School today. Worst time to have a hangover. I'll just say Im ill, yeah, I do a great sick voice. I then heard a knock on my door.

"Yeah?" I said, holding my head.

The door opened and Stefan stood in the door way.

"You too huh?" He said, holding his head aswell.

I nodded.

"I'm not going to school today. Anyway, do you know how much we had last night?" I groaned., laying back down.

"No idea." He smirked.

"Whats so funny?" I growled.

"Your cute when your drunk." He smirked again.

"Urghh. What have I said now?!"

He didnt say anything. I turned over too see him and he was now sitting at the end of my bed.

"Stef, come on. What did I say?" I asked, nervous now. "It can't be that bad."

"You said that you loved me." He said quietly.

I froze. Crap! Getting drunk has more cons than pros. I desperately racked my brain for an excuse. I finally came up with one.

"Course I do, your like my brother." I said, trying to make my face go back to normal.

"Thats not what you meant." He whispered.

I didnt say anything, I just got up and went into my bathroom. I locked the door and jumped in the shower. Oh fuck, I didnt bring any clothes!! I just hope Stefan would be gone by the time I got out. I was still trying to figure out what to do about my drunken revelation! Like they say, A drunken mind speaks a sober heart. Damn! I got out the shower and wrapped a towel around me. Please dont let Stefan be there. I silently prayed. I unlocked the door and opened it. I went into my room to see Stefan looking out the window.Still shirtless, still in his PJ trousers. Luckily my wardrobe was oppisite the window. I silently picked out a red plaid shirt, black tank top, black shorts and Doc Martens. Just as I was getting out some undies, the drawer creaked and Stefan turned around. Oh fuck my life very much! I didnt turn to look at him i just picked out the undies and went back in the bathroom. Just before I closed the door...

"Evie." He said, but I closed the door and got ready. After I was changed I straightened my red hair but curled the 2 side bits at the front. I done my make up and went back into my bedroom. Oh thank god he wasn't there. I grabbed my ipod and phone and went downstairs. I guessed Stefan had gone to school so I went over to couch and flicked on the TV. CSI. Good. I was so involved in watching a womans body being analysed by the mourge, I didnt realise when the stairs creaked and the door opened. You know when you have a feeling that your being watched. Yeah, I had that. Bad. I got up and crouched down, snarling.

"Whos there?" I growled.

I suddenly saw a dark shadow shoot across the room and go behind me. I spun quickly and pounced on the figure. Knocking them to the floor. I snarled, snapping my teeth right in front of their face. I then saw who it was.

"What the hell are you doing here!?" I yelled.

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