I slowly peel my eyes open, wincing at the throbbing pain in my head as I do so. I look around my environment, sighing in contentment at the familiarity. I gently get out of bed, holding my head in my hands as I groan. Why the hell does my head hurt this much? What did I do last night? Wait, last night. Oh my God. I remember Jake and I was dared to spend seven minutes in heaven, and then he kissed me, and I kissed him back, and then he ruined everything by telling me nothing happened and I shouldn't say s**t to no one. Like anyone would even care to listen.
The pictures of last night begin coming into my head one after the other. I started drinking, maybe even drank too much and then I met someone. What was his name again? Daniel? Ryan? Lee… Liam? Yup, definitely Liam. I remembered Liam
