Chapter 10 is here! I feel like I've reached some sort of milestone... yay! Hope you like this chapter :)
Ever felt like you had an elephant marching band in your head, a scale 5 tornado in your stomach and a million solar flares in your eyes?
Me neither.
Until today.
Cautious of making any sudden movements, I slowly opened my eyes – and instantly regretted it.
"Noooo… who turned on the sun? It burns…" Face still smushed in the pillow, I aimlessly tried to draw the curtains back, but quickly gave up, letting my arm fall limp next to me.
"Good morning, sunshine."
Raising my head slightly, through the curtain that was my hair I could see that Kai was leaning against my dresser, helping himself to some toast with jam, or should I say, jam with toast. He seemed chipper… unlike myself.
"Do not say that word. That or anything remotely related to the sun. It's evil." Of course, he couldn't help himself.
"Hey, it just dawned on me. Hell is hot. The sun is hot. Hell is evil. So the sun must be evil."
"Kai…"
"Geddit? Sun… hot… dawned… I kill me."
"Seriously…"
"You're such a hot mess. I'm just trying to brighten your day, is all," he grinned, taking another bite from his toast. He was having a field day with this.
And apparently, my glare wasn't enough for the message to get through, cause he pressed on – "Hey, what did the ice say to global warming?"
Silence.
Don't look at me, I wasn't going to add fuel to the flame. Crap. Even I was doing it.
"You crack me up, bro!"
"Why do I even bother?" I mumbled, smothering my face with my other pillow.
"By the way, you're out of jam," he added, swallowing his last bite and placing the plate on the dresser.
Removing the pillow, I just stared at the plate he had just placed. "Clearly. I'm surprised jam hasn't started to come out of your pores."
"Who says it hasn't?"
I closed my eyes in protest, shuddering at the thought. "Gross."
Wiping away any breadcrumbs left on his hands, he made his way next to me, now in full best-friend-doctor mode.
"Okay, seriously. How are you? You really do look like a hot mess."
"Uh, thanks?" I half-questioned. Trying to get myself out of bed was proving difficult, especially when it felt like something was suffocating me. I looked down, and saw the culprit.
"You didn't..." I started.
"No, that was all you," he continued, referring to my pyjamas, which I had somehow worn back to front. "I told you about it, but you insisted that you were a rebel and no one could tell you otherwise."
"Wow. How badass of me."
"Oh yeah."
Trying to recall the previous night was also proving difficult. All I could remember was a table, a piggy back ride and… Adam Levine? I massaged my head, willing it to remember. "I don't remember much of last night," I finally said, giving up.
"That's probably for the best," Kai mumbled. Oh boy. What the hell did I do, then?
He opened his mouth again. "Sugar, yes please…"
I was suddenly hit by a nauseous flashback of a lot of margaritas, a drunken dance and oh, that explains Adam Levine.
"Oh God, that I do remember," I exclaimed, sending Kai into a laughing frenzy.
Hearing a gentle knock, I turned my head to see Enzo entering my room, holding a glass of water and, was that aspirin? Oh, God bless you, brother.
"So, how's our next 'The Voice' star?" he grinned.
"Ha ha, very funny," I muttered, gratefully taking the aspirin from his hand. Relishing in the feeling of cool water going down my throat, I looked back up at him. "What are you doing today?" I managed.
"I uh… I was going to spend the day with Damon, but…" He raised his eyebrows towards the balcony, apparently insinuating that our answer would be there.
"Stefan! Close the curtains! You crazy?!" Ah.
By the looks of it, Damon was also feeling the effects of having had a long night. From what I could see without the morning sun blinding me, I could just make out Damon's outline hidden in his enormous bed, desperately hiding from the sun like some sort of vampire, almost as if he was expecting it to eat him alive. Stefan, on the other, looked as fresh as a daisy, wearing a pair of jeans and white sleeveless vest, hair looking in order. I swear, that guy must wake up at about three in the morning to make sure that his hair is deemed worthy to be seen by the human eye at a normal hour.
Although amusing, Damon's shouting felt like a million sharp knives being shoved into my very sensitive head. "Damon, stop yelling!" I yelled back. Big mistake. "Eurgh, my head hurts."
"Shaddup!"
Drawing back the curtains even further, much to my dismay, Enzo made his way towards the balcony, taking in the fresh air and greeting the sober younger brother, who was helping himself to a cup of coffee.
"Hey Stefan," he said to his neighbour. "What do you say we ditch these two idiots and we three do something interesting for a change?"
"I'm in, screw hangover duty," Stefan answered, taking a sip. "Kai?"
"Sure. My mood-brightening talents aren't appreciated here anyway."
"Oh no. What a bruise to my ego," I replied sarcastically, receiving a free hair-ruffling as a result. Because obviously, that's what you do when someone has a massive headache. Sigh.
"You'll pay for that… Lorenzo!" Damon whined.
"I'll live. Take care of him," my brother grinned, waving goodbye to his friend.
"Need anything from downstairs?" he asked me, making his way to the door.
"A new brain."
"Hmm. I'll check the freezer," he winked before walking out.
Finally having me all to himself, Kai turned his attention towards me. "So, what do you want to do today?" he asked, playfully slapping my thigh which, although playful, hurt.
"Curl up and die," I moaned, shoving my head back in the pillow again and massaging my sore thigh. Like my head wasn't enough!
He knotted his eyebrows together, almost pouting. "I forgot drunk Maya leads to melodramatic Maya."
I simply grunted, refusing to move. I had had my fair share of drunken nights before, but this was epic. What was so special about those margaritas anyway? I hadn't taken anything out of the ordinary. But nope, my body had other plans.
"Do you know I was lost in the woods yesterday? Yet here I am, chipper as ever."
That, I wasn't expecting. "What?!" I turned around quickly to face him, resulting in a wave of nausea and a kaleidoscope of colours to move in super speed in front of my eyes. "Nope, bad move," I moaned, lowering my head again painfully slowly.
While handing me the water, Kai proceeded to fill me in with the details about his weekend, which apparently involved a lot of Kol, trees, and a lack of matches.
"Is Kol okay?" I asked when he arrived to the part with Kol's sprained ankle.
"Sure, ask for Kol. It's not like I had to endure his whining for three effin hours, in the rain!"
"Well I'm not asking about you. You're in front of me, you're alive and well, you're your good old cheerful self, I know you're fine. Besides, it couldn't have been that bad, could it?"
"I dreamt of his British accent last night. It was horrible."
"Okay, I'm sorry you had to endure all that torture in one night."
"I don't know what you see in him anyway. He's just… eurgh, I don't like him, or his snobby British accent."
"Heard you the first time. And I don't see anything in him."
"Suuure… so you don't imagine him serenading you in that British accent of his, all dressed up in suit and tie?"
"Stop it with the British accent already!"
Seriously, I don't know what was up with everyone. I mean, sure I thought Kol was cute, but that's it. Why did everyone have to keep bringing him up? It's almost as if they wanted me to hook up with him. If they wanted me to stay away from him, they were doing a damn bad job at it.
After much hassle and stress, I finally managed to get out of bed, and while still holding my ever pounding head, started to make my way towards the bathroom, mentally kissing the feet of whoever it was that had invented the shower as I let the water wash through me.
"Are you ready for this?"
"So ready," I answered, putting the DVD in.
After the refreshing shower, a brainstorming session led us to our activity for the rest of the day: a Harry Potter marathon. When we were still getting to know each other three years ago, we accidently found out that we were both die hard Harry Potter fans, and actually, one could say that the way our conversation had gone truly cemented our friendship:
"Ron never should have got the girl," my 'friend' (I knew better) Megan had said one afternoon after class. "He's whiny, can't stand to be in Harry's shadow, and he's ginger. Gross. What Hermione ever saw in him, I shall never know."
Of course, with Ron being one of my favourite characters, you can imagine the dramatic gasp that came out of my mouth.
"HEY!"
That wasn't me.
Before I could open my mouth to protest, I heard Kai coming up from behind me, having found me after his lecture.
"You do NOT, insult the Weasleys in front of me. The fact that Ron is constantly in Harry's shadow is the very reason WHY he deserves the girl. He never gave up on Harry, was always there for his friends and NEVER, has there been anyone more loyal than that guy. Not only was he in Harry's shadow, he was in his brothers, who all seemed to excel in something before him. But he was the ONE guy in his family who got himself on a Chocolate Frog card. So yeah, I think after all that, he deserves the girl. BOOYA!"
Needless to say, she was flabbergasted. And I think I might have fallen in love with him just a bit after that.
Anyway, we were now on the sofa which we had opened up to make it a bed. My hangover had led to a craving of popcorn and Ben and Jerry's, which Kai had very generously offered to buy from the store. I really wish I could say he was doing it for me, but really, the guy would do anything if it meant watching a Harry Potter movie. Now I was a fan, but whoa.
Usually, I hated watching movies with other people, because that normally meant talking, but with Kai, it was a different story. Since we both knew Harry Potter inside out, our marathons involved countless discussions on which house was the best, which subject we would like to learn and which characters we would date.
"Neville, my man! Look at him, he's so cute, all chubby."
"Please, you're not fooling anyone, Maya. He only became your man when he suddenly became a shirtless sex god."
"HELLO, can you blame me? I mean look at him! Well not first year Neville, post-Hogwarts Neville. But I've always had a soft spot for him, he's so unappreciated."
"Sure."
We even dressed up in our house colours. It came as no surprise that I, being a self-proclaimed booknerd, supported Ravenclaw, wearing blue and bronze colours like my life depended on it. Kai, however, couldn't really decide between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor, and so was wearing an array of red, yellow and black. Inspired by the Sorting Hat, our discussion today involved trying to sort our friends in the houses.
"Where do you think Caroline would be?" Kai asked, as McGonagall called Hermione to the hat.
"I don't know. She works hard and is loyal, that would put her in Hufflepuff. But she has ambition and resourcefulness like no other…. that's Slytherin. Can't really picture her in Slytherin though."
"I know who I can picture in Slytherin," he mumbled, grabbing a fistful of popcorn.
I whooped his face with the cushion I was holding, the tone in his voice very easily revealing who he was referring to.
"Stop it Kai!" I moaned after he had stopped whining in protest. "Seriously, it's getting old. Why do you keep bringing him up if you want me to have nothing to do with him?"
"Besides, Slytherin doesn't only house bad guys. Snape wouldn't approve of your thinking."
"So you think he's a bad guy?" Kai said, his face lighting up.
"No, Kai! God! Stop messing with my head! Are you sure you're not Ravenclaw? You can be very witty when you want to."
"Huh. I think I'm Divergent."
A hangover still meant a throbbing headache, so unfortunately the marathon had to be paused halfway through, after Goblet of Fire, with a promise that the marathon would be continued the following weekend. Apart from that, Kai also said that he needed at moment, as he was "in mourning of a fellow housemate." The guy really could take Harry Potter to a whole new level. I was making it my life mission to one day take us both to the Warner Brothers Studio Tour in London, but of course that meant countless hours working at the library. Nevertheless, I would do it someday.
Needing the fresh air, I decided to go for a walk outside after Kai had left. The bright, May sun was still proving to be too much for my eyes though, so I wore the darkest pair of sunglasses I owned, as well as my favourite baseball cap.
After a half hour staring at the lake in the park, I went to get my daily dose of coffee as I was pretty sure the movement of the water was making me feel nauseous again. I made my way towards the café, waiting in line as I unhappily noticed it was rush hour.
"Hiding from someone?"
The voice from behind me startled me so much I could have sworn I saw my life flash before my eyes.
"Jesus, Rebekah, don't do that!" I protested when I saw my neighbour behind me. "Seriously, head spinning. Not good."
"Ah," she exclaimed as it seemed to dawn on her that I wasn't my normal self. "Still under yesterday's effects, I see?"
"How much did I drink last night?" I asked.
"About five, maybe six. I'm not sure. It's not how much you took, per se, it's more how long you took to take them. Girl, you downed them like you were drinking water from a waterfall."
I moved a step forward as the line moved. "That explains it."
Grabbing my order a few minutes later, I started making my way towards the front door when Rebekah suddenly stopped me.
"Hey, why don't you sit down with us? No need to go home."
"Us?" I asked, looking around to see who she was referring to.
"Yeah, I'm here with Kol," she said, pausing slightly after the mention of his name as if waiting for my reaction. "He went around looking for a table while I took the order."
"Oh. Uhh, no it's fine. Enzo's waiting for me," I managed, again turning towards the door.
Rebekah saw right through me though, and looked at me straight in the eyes with those sea blue eyes of hers. "Maya, I know I said be careful, but I didn't mean shut him out completely. You can still talk to him, you know," she whispered, even though there was no way he could hear her.
"I know. It's not that… really, uh, I have to go," I mumbled, hurriedly making my way out.
What was that? I asked myself. Since when does Kol give me a feeling of uneasiness? I had talked to him countless times before, at that same café… why the sudden need to run out of there? Kai and his comments came to my mind, prompting me to stop walking. The damn guy was poisoning my brain. But why should I care? Why should Kai have a say in who I do or do not like? This was getting ridiculous.
And that was Chapter 10... mellow but sweet :) And yes, I totally stole that remembering part from The Flash. xD Keep up the reviews and the follows guys, spread the love! Keep reading :)