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“Please answer your phone before I toss it out the window” Hannah murmured painfully when it rang for the fifth time.

“Ugh” I groaned. My system disagrees with the idea of moving. I just wanted to stay exactly where I was, preferably with my eyes closed. But my phone keeps ringing. Hannah and I had gotten back around three in the morning, my body hurt and I felt like hurling.

Why the hell did I drink so much?

I wasn’t a big drinker but I was excited and having fun.

Look what funs done to me.

My phone begins to ring again and I reach for it with closed eyes stretching for the sound. I squinted as I brought it closer to my face I saw it was Ian. My hold is limp and the device falls to my breastbone.

I blinked.

My God.

I debated leaving it right there, maybe turning it off first and going back to sleep.

I swiped lazily with two fingers to answer, I felt he wasn’t going to stop calling until he got me.

“What?” I groaned smacking my phone down beside my head and on speaker re