*alexs POV*

It felt like my head was being repeatedly slammed against a brick wall. Every tiny noise bothered me and I couldn't even open my eyes because they probably burn out of my skull.

Eventually I managed to open my eyes a crack, realizing I did not own an olive colored blanket. I also did not own this comfy of a bed. I shot straight out of bed. The walls were an olive green and I was stepping on white carpet. There was one window with silk drapes clinging from a gold rod at the top. A lone mirror stood against the wall and I slowly made my way towards it. My hair was sprawled in all different directions and my clothes were all wrinkly. My eyes were sunken in and the bags under my eyes were most definitely not prada. Taking a cautious move I opened the door a crack and peeked outside.

A tan couch sat in front of a flat screen tv. I noticed Jack sprawled out on the couch and Rian was on the floor. The walls were covered with various paintings and a stand stood by the door with pictures scattered around it. My eyes darted around looking for life but none was evident, the only thing indicating life was the snores that vibrated the apartment.

Silently I closed the door and noticed Zack laying on the floor next to the bed. Obviously the guys trusted whoevers apartment this was because they seemed to be sound asleep, not a worry in the world. I slumped on the bed and tried to recall last nights events. The only thing I remembered was ordering the ten shots with Ashley but after that everything goes black.

*Ashley POV*

It must have been around nine when I got up from hearing a door creak open, my head throbbing with pain. I dug into the draw of my oak dresser and popped some Advil. I thought maybe Zack had gotten up; Zack would be the only one without a hangover from last night. "I should probably go check on Zack and the other boys." I thought to myself forcing my tired body out of the warm blankets.

Tiptoeing into the kitchen careful not to wake anyone up I made my way around the lifeless bodies.

Turning on the kitchen light my eyes burned adjusting to the light. I grabbed out a pan and turned on the stove. I watched the flames dance around, that was my favorite part about fire. It was beautiful and warm, it made me feel welcome.

Making my way to the fridge I stuck my hand in the freezing cold and pulled out a bag of bacon and gently tried to tear it open trying not to make to much sound. The bacon sizzled when it hit the pan. I looked around for Zack but couldn't see him anywhere, he probably went back into the room to wait for everyone to wake up.

" I should make us tea because tea is always the best in the morning, especially for a hangover." I know zack didn't have one but I sure as hell did and I needed someone to share tea with. I went to the pantry grabbed two green tea packets and set up two black mugs. I waited patiently for the water to boil and as soon as it did I fixed us the tea headed towards the guest bedroom.

Balancing the tea in one hand I opened the door and noticed someone that wasn't jack sitting on the bed with there head down, deep in thought.

"Alex? You're up?" I was shocked because last time he was hung over he didn't wake up for quite some time. He slowly looked up and nodded.

"Is Zack still sleeping?" I asked walking over to the bed and sitting cross legged in front of Alex so that I was in front of him.

"Yeah, I'm as surprised as you are" he said in a bland voice, obviously suffering from a headache.

"Here, I made it for Zack but it seems like you need it more." I handed him the mug of tea and we sat there sipping or drinks for a brief moment.

"What happened last night?" Alex cocked his head to the side and gave me a confused look. What happened last night was permanently stained into my brain like wine on a white couch. No matter how much alcohol I consumed I would never forget the chilling words of Johnny, the man who raped me, "history repeats itself."

"Nothing, just another normal drunken night filled with your antics." I lied to him not wanting him to worry about me, I nervously sipped my tea.

"Well I'm going to check on breakfast, you wake up Zack" I ordered Alex not letting him get in another word. I didn't want to think about what happened for the remainder of my life. Alex opened his mouth in protest but quickly closed it.

Walking out I heard sounds coming from the kitchen and noticed no bodies lying on the floor. Jack and Rian were busy eating all the bacon to notice me glaring at them. "Way to save some for everyone else" Alex muttered coming in from behind and grabbing the last remaining piece before the others could get their hands on it. Soon Zack walked in and room a seat.

"What would you like for breakfast Zack?" I asked him sweetly feeling bad there was no bacon left "I don't eat breakfast but thank you" he smile at me and pulled out his phone going through twitter.

"Hey Jack take a picture of me and Ashley!" Alex shouted handing Jack his phone

"SHH dude some of us are still recovering." Rian snapped

"Alright drama queen" Alex mumbled before jack snapped a picture of Alex and I sticking out our tongues. No longer than two seconds later my phone buzzed with a twitter notification from Alex.

"When did you start following me on Twitter?" I questioned him

"The other night when I was stalking you. I was trying to find your home address but I'm a little rusty" he winked at me

"Yeah you could do a soooo much better job" sarcasm filled my voice and I followed him back on twitter looking at the previous tweet. It was the picture of us with the caption 'she sucks my dick without me paying her' I scoffed and retweeted it and replying with a winky face.

"Your captions also need a little work" I mentioned.

"Obviously not for you" he said mentioning the reply I sent him

"Yes because a winky face means I want to bang you" I rolled my eyes

"Hey, you said it not me!" Alex said slightly smiling It made me laugh and truth be told he made my heart leap. I wanted to hug him now, I don't know why but I did. I wanted to tell him what happened last night because I wanted someone to worry about me, I wanted to know someone cared.

Cleaning up the plates a billion thoughts ran through my mind. Most of them were about Alex and some about Johnny.
Before I was disturbed by Zack. He leaned again the gray counter trying to seem unworried but I saw his worry and I knew what he was going to ask before he said anything.

"Do any of them remember what happened last night?" He was referring to Johnny I knew it.

"No I don't think so and I would like to keep it that way" my body started to shake and my vision was clouded with tears.

"Hey shh it's okay, it will be okay." Zack reassured me giving me a pat on the back. He leaned in and whispered that I should probably go hang with the boys and that he would finish up in the kitchen.

"Thank you" I whispered giving him a hug and joining the others in the living room.

Notes

Hey guys thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, please leave a comment or vote! Plus, feel free to leave any suggestions or something you might want to see
~Sam