I woke up with my face on the kitchen table. I opened my eyes, blinked a few times ten picked my head up. It hurt to sit up because my face was stuck to the table, I cringed at the sound of my skin peeling away from the dirty surface. I looked around, there were plastic shot glasses all around. Someone was sitting at the other end of the table, chips, cups and stains were found everywhere throughout the house and many people were still here, sleeping I hope. I looked around but didnt see Rachel or Kelsie. I went upstairs and saw two people passed out in Kelsies bed and then I saw Rachel passed out by a cooler in the garage, her head slumped over on the lid. I rummaged through Kelsis cupboards and found some Advil. I took some for my hangover, then woke Rachel up and gave her some. I helped her into the passenger seat and drove us home.

When we got there I helped we inside and tucked we in to we bed, I closed the curtains and turned on the AC. I crawled into my bed also, I grabbed my laptop and checked my email before taking a nap. I had an email from a recording studio in New York. I had applied there a few months after I finished uni. It was a long shot but if I got the job, Rachel would find another roommate and I would move to NY. I opened the letter and smiled to myself. I got accepted. I almost screamed and couldn't wait to tell Rachel when I got up. It was a great opportunity but I'm still not sure if ill take it. I should talk to Louis first. I don't know though, at this point in his life I don't think he's ready for a relationship.

Around 5 I flopped down on my bed, about to answer a call from Louis. When Rachel woke up, we got Taco Bell and I told her about the recording studio. She started crying becase she would miss me when I left but I told her I didn't think I would go. She told me I had to which made me start crying because I would miss her too.

"Hi," I answered, with no emotion in my voice.

"Hey," Louis said, "Are you still mad?"

"No," I said in the same tone.

"You are aren't you?" I sucked in a breath. "How about I make it up to you?" I'm off next Friday. Want to have dinner then"

"Okay," I smiled a little bit. I was about to tell him about New York but I stopped myself. We talked for a while and it got pretty late so we said goodbyes and hung up