When Summer Ends - Katy Wormald (best books to read for women .txt) 📗
- Author: Katy Wormald
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and sat up. As much as I didn’t want to get up I really needed some tablets. I sat back on the headboard and winced as I lifted my head up. Declan was sat next to me laughing quietly. I swallowed the tablets and gulped all of the water down.
“You'll feel better soon, you think you could manage any breakfast?”
“Breakfast sounds good, what's everyone having?”
“Everyone? There's only us in, the rest of them went this morning.”
“Why? What time is it?”
“Almost three.”
“Crap! I gotta get home, I told Marissa I wouldn’t be back too late.” I said jumping out of bed frantically grabbing my things.
“Don’t worry, Marissa’s been, I told her you were in bed hungover and she said that she was going shopping and to send you home when you felt better.” He said laughing. He could have told me that in the first place and stopped me from making an ass of my self by running around his bedroom in only his top.
I sat back onto the and gave him a hard glare, it only lasted a few seconds though because we both started laughing. He left me to get ready and went to make breakfast. I grabbed my clothes and changed quickly. I looked in the mirror and couldn’t believe that Declan had seen me looking like this, I had mascara all down my face, smudged eyeliner and my hair was just…well just bad! I grabbed his comb from the desk and ran it through my hair, quickly tying it into a bun with a spare hair bobble that I found in my bag. I grabbed my phone and checked it, brilliant 7 miss calls and two texts. Only four were from Marissa the others from my friends back home and Jaz.
After I had text Marissa saying I was up and wouldn’t be home too late I looked myself over once more in the mirror and headed into the direction of Declans kitchen. The smell of bacon filled the air and I pretty much ran towards it with my mouth watering. Sure enough Declan was over the stove cooking bacon and eggs. I sat at the table and waited patiently.
“Sorry for last night Declan, I just had a bit too much to drink…” I said looking down at my feet.
“Don’t worry about babe, I get it– I’m just irresistible to women.” He said and we both laughed, breaking the tension.
“Well, thanks any way, for not letting me do anything stupid.” I said smiling, he faked a hurt look and I slapped his chest with my hand. He pulled me into a tight hug (which kind of hurt my head) and kissed me lightly on my forehead.
“So, it would have been a mistake?” He asked quietly. I laughed at him, not because what he was saying were true, just because he looked so cute when he was sad.
“It would have been if I would have lost my virginity drunk last night, yeah.” I said kissing him on the cheek and sitting down at the table waiting for my breakfast.
Declan placed a huge plate of bacon, eggs and toast in front of us and we began to eat. We had some small talk about last nights events, mostly about how much of a bitch Chloe was and how drunk Ali got. He also asked me if I wanted to go to the beach with him and the rest of his friends tomorrow, which I readily agreed to as I hadn't gotten a chance to go down since I had come to Marissa’s.
I offered to help wash up after we had both eaten, but he wouldn’t let me– saying that he would do it later. We walked into the living room and cuddled on the sofa watching TV. I still had a terrible hangover, so all I wanted to do was chill out. He put on a DVD of ‘No strings attached’ and we sat laughing at it all the way through. When the movie had ended I decided it was time for me to go home, as Marissa might get pissed off and Declans mum and dad were due home soon. I told him I had to go and he walked me to the door, giving me a kiss and telling me he’d ring me later. He stood at the door waving and watched me walk home. I blew him a kiss and went in.
Marissa was sat on the sofa with a half empty bottle of wine next to her and a empty glass in her hand singing away to music that she had playing. I could tell by the slur in her words that he was drunk. I walked into the room and shouted hi at her, though she didn’t hear me over the music. I went to sit next to her, almost falling over an empty bottle of wine that was laying on the floor. She grabbed the remote and turned the music down so we could talk.
“Hey, how was the party?” She asked leaning on my shoulder and giggling– at what I don’t know.
“It was good, how was your date?” I asked her although I guessed it couldn’t have gone too well to leave her sat in her home drunk.
“Not good Jode, not good.” She said shaking her head at pouring herself another drink. Just the smell of alcohol churned my stomach. I was never drinking that much again.
“Don’t call me Jode, and why not?” I asked her, pouring her drink as she couldn’t manage to do it. I probably shouldn’t have got her another, but hey its her choice right?
“First he took me to this crappy little diner, then ordered like 3 meals for himself, then he asked me to pay! I couldn’t exactly say I wasn’t going to though because he didn’t have his wallet on him. Then, when we got out he asked me if I would pay for us to go to a hotel! I was like oh no, seriously what a creep!” She said in a huge outburst that made my headache ten times worst. I sat there laughing all the way through her telling me the story, where the hell did she find this guy!
I listened to her moaning about her night for about fifteen minutes before I told her I was going to get a bath. I locked the bathroom door and ran myself a hot bath with loads of bubble bath. I climbed in and closed my eyes, feeling the water giving back some of the life that the hangover had took out of me. I washed my hair and laid there for ages listening to the sounds of Marissa’s music, only getting out when the water had turned cold. I dressed in my pajamas and cuddled into my dressing down.
I played on my laptop for a bit, just flicking through pictures of me, Ali and Jaz. I laughed at some and cringed at a few, I always looked horrible on photos! Never the less I picked a particularly good one of the three of us and set it as my profile picture. Within seconds I had one of my friends from home pop up in chat asking me who the girls in the picture were. I told her feeling a little pissed off that she hadn't spoke to me in like a week and didn’t even say hey before questioning Ali and Jaz. After a small argument with her ( because she said I had ditched them all) I turned off my laptop and laid down on my bed.
The tablets Declan had given me were starting to wear off and I could feel the headache getting worse, but I didn’t want to go downstairs and have to deal with a drunk Marissa again. Instead I picked up my phone and text Jaz, asking if she had a hangover and what she was up to. Apparently she was fine and was with Ali at hers if I wanted to go over, I told her I wasn’t feeling up to it and they asked me about why I slept in Declans room. I told them nothing happened but I doubt they believed me, after all I don’t think I would believe someone who told me that. I said bye to them both and promised to see them at the beach tomorrow.
I decided to ring my house phone, figuring I’d speak to whichever parent of mine picked up, which happened to be my dad. I told him all about Declan, and how much fun I was having. We spoke for ages until he put my mum on the phone, again I told her I was being good and had gotten a boyfriend (which caused her to give me a mini lecture). We spoke for ages until she had to go because she was starting tea. I sent a quick text to Declan saying I was going to sleep because I felt like rubbish and that I would see him tomorrow. I laid into my bed and for the first time since I had gotten to Marissa’s was feeling home sick. I fell asleep with tears pricking my eyes.
Chapter Eleven
“You'll feel better soon, you think you could manage any breakfast?”
“Breakfast sounds good, what's everyone having?”
“Everyone? There's only us in, the rest of them went this morning.”
“Why? What time is it?”
“Almost three.”
“Crap! I gotta get home, I told Marissa I wouldn’t be back too late.” I said jumping out of bed frantically grabbing my things.
“Don’t worry, Marissa’s been, I told her you were in bed hungover and she said that she was going shopping and to send you home when you felt better.” He said laughing. He could have told me that in the first place and stopped me from making an ass of my self by running around his bedroom in only his top.
I sat back onto the and gave him a hard glare, it only lasted a few seconds though because we both started laughing. He left me to get ready and went to make breakfast. I grabbed my clothes and changed quickly. I looked in the mirror and couldn’t believe that Declan had seen me looking like this, I had mascara all down my face, smudged eyeliner and my hair was just…well just bad! I grabbed his comb from the desk and ran it through my hair, quickly tying it into a bun with a spare hair bobble that I found in my bag. I grabbed my phone and checked it, brilliant 7 miss calls and two texts. Only four were from Marissa the others from my friends back home and Jaz.
After I had text Marissa saying I was up and wouldn’t be home too late I looked myself over once more in the mirror and headed into the direction of Declans kitchen. The smell of bacon filled the air and I pretty much ran towards it with my mouth watering. Sure enough Declan was over the stove cooking bacon and eggs. I sat at the table and waited patiently.
“Sorry for last night Declan, I just had a bit too much to drink…” I said looking down at my feet.
“Don’t worry about babe, I get it– I’m just irresistible to women.” He said and we both laughed, breaking the tension.
“Well, thanks any way, for not letting me do anything stupid.” I said smiling, he faked a hurt look and I slapped his chest with my hand. He pulled me into a tight hug (which kind of hurt my head) and kissed me lightly on my forehead.
“So, it would have been a mistake?” He asked quietly. I laughed at him, not because what he was saying were true, just because he looked so cute when he was sad.
“It would have been if I would have lost my virginity drunk last night, yeah.” I said kissing him on the cheek and sitting down at the table waiting for my breakfast.
Declan placed a huge plate of bacon, eggs and toast in front of us and we began to eat. We had some small talk about last nights events, mostly about how much of a bitch Chloe was and how drunk Ali got. He also asked me if I wanted to go to the beach with him and the rest of his friends tomorrow, which I readily agreed to as I hadn't gotten a chance to go down since I had come to Marissa’s.
I offered to help wash up after we had both eaten, but he wouldn’t let me– saying that he would do it later. We walked into the living room and cuddled on the sofa watching TV. I still had a terrible hangover, so all I wanted to do was chill out. He put on a DVD of ‘No strings attached’ and we sat laughing at it all the way through. When the movie had ended I decided it was time for me to go home, as Marissa might get pissed off and Declans mum and dad were due home soon. I told him I had to go and he walked me to the door, giving me a kiss and telling me he’d ring me later. He stood at the door waving and watched me walk home. I blew him a kiss and went in.
Marissa was sat on the sofa with a half empty bottle of wine next to her and a empty glass in her hand singing away to music that she had playing. I could tell by the slur in her words that he was drunk. I walked into the room and shouted hi at her, though she didn’t hear me over the music. I went to sit next to her, almost falling over an empty bottle of wine that was laying on the floor. She grabbed the remote and turned the music down so we could talk.
“Hey, how was the party?” She asked leaning on my shoulder and giggling– at what I don’t know.
“It was good, how was your date?” I asked her although I guessed it couldn’t have gone too well to leave her sat in her home drunk.
“Not good Jode, not good.” She said shaking her head at pouring herself another drink. Just the smell of alcohol churned my stomach. I was never drinking that much again.
“Don’t call me Jode, and why not?” I asked her, pouring her drink as she couldn’t manage to do it. I probably shouldn’t have got her another, but hey its her choice right?
“First he took me to this crappy little diner, then ordered like 3 meals for himself, then he asked me to pay! I couldn’t exactly say I wasn’t going to though because he didn’t have his wallet on him. Then, when we got out he asked me if I would pay for us to go to a hotel! I was like oh no, seriously what a creep!” She said in a huge outburst that made my headache ten times worst. I sat there laughing all the way through her telling me the story, where the hell did she find this guy!
I listened to her moaning about her night for about fifteen minutes before I told her I was going to get a bath. I locked the bathroom door and ran myself a hot bath with loads of bubble bath. I climbed in and closed my eyes, feeling the water giving back some of the life that the hangover had took out of me. I washed my hair and laid there for ages listening to the sounds of Marissa’s music, only getting out when the water had turned cold. I dressed in my pajamas and cuddled into my dressing down.
I played on my laptop for a bit, just flicking through pictures of me, Ali and Jaz. I laughed at some and cringed at a few, I always looked horrible on photos! Never the less I picked a particularly good one of the three of us and set it as my profile picture. Within seconds I had one of my friends from home pop up in chat asking me who the girls in the picture were. I told her feeling a little pissed off that she hadn't spoke to me in like a week and didn’t even say hey before questioning Ali and Jaz. After a small argument with her ( because she said I had ditched them all) I turned off my laptop and laid down on my bed.
The tablets Declan had given me were starting to wear off and I could feel the headache getting worse, but I didn’t want to go downstairs and have to deal with a drunk Marissa again. Instead I picked up my phone and text Jaz, asking if she had a hangover and what she was up to. Apparently she was fine and was with Ali at hers if I wanted to go over, I told her I wasn’t feeling up to it and they asked me about why I slept in Declans room. I told them nothing happened but I doubt they believed me, after all I don’t think I would believe someone who told me that. I said bye to them both and promised to see them at the beach tomorrow.
I decided to ring my house phone, figuring I’d speak to whichever parent of mine picked up, which happened to be my dad. I told him all about Declan, and how much fun I was having. We spoke for ages until he put my mum on the phone, again I told her I was being good and had gotten a boyfriend (which caused her to give me a mini lecture). We spoke for ages until she had to go because she was starting tea. I sent a quick text to Declan saying I was going to sleep because I felt like rubbish and that I would see him tomorrow. I laid into my bed and for the first time since I had gotten to Marissa’s was feeling home sick. I fell asleep with tears pricking my eyes.
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Eleven
I woke up with a clear head the next morning, thankful that all signs of my hangover were gone. I stretched my body out on the bed, hearing a few of my bones make a cracking noise as I did so. Looking outside I noticed how bright it was, and even though my net curtains were pulled closed I could feel the heat rays from the sun beating down on me. I smiled perfect beach weather. I leaned over and checked my phone. Wow, 09:40AM! I can’t believe I woke up this early! But then again I guess I did nothing all day yesterday. I sent a quick text to Declan, saying hey and asking what time we were going to the beach. I forwarded it to Ali and Jaz (Although I replaced the word ‘sexy’ for ‘hun’).
I turned my CD player on, listening to whatever radio station it happened to be set to and went into my bathroom to have a nice hot shower. I tied my hair up so that it wouldn’t get wet, as I was only going to wash it later tonight and couldn’t be bothered to dry it before going to the beach. I shaved my legs quickly and jumped out after having a wash. Totting over to my wardrobe I danced to ‘Marry you’ by Bruno Mars, singing all of the words loudly. I knew that if Marissa was downstairs she was probably covering her ears from how bad my voice was.
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