A/n:

How was your day? Mine was amazing because I had to write this chapter with only Conrad and Lennon in it!! Have fun <3

My head hurts so freaking much, I swear, id rather kill myself now than to live another minute with this headache. 

I don't know if its only me but there's times I wake up at a very random hour, like I think im sleeping for six hours but then I wake up and only one hour passed.

That happened just about now.

I went to bed at three, thought I slept for a looooong time but ended up waking up at five in the morning, really fucking annoying, isn't it?

I decided to take a walk at the beach, truing to clear my mind, wearing some shorts and a purple crop top I slept in.

It sucks how I don't remember the things i said or did yesterday, I mean, what If I said something extremely personal to someone, that'd be so embarrassing.

Or what if I did something weird and creeped people out? Well, shit. My life is ruined if I did any of those things.

As I was walking at the beach, I recognize someone that was sitting in front of the ocean, it was Conrad.

I didn't know what I was doing until I was sitting next to him, "Hey." I grabbed his shoulder for support so I could sit down without falling.

Conrad turned around with shrieked eyes and lightly smiled, "Hey." He looks up as he sees me sit down next to him.

"Do you...remember anything that happened last night?" I asked, basically asking if I did anything weird or anything weird came out of my mouth. Conrad looks down at me then looks away, "I always remember everything when I drink."

I nodded and brushed my hair behind my ear, gazing out towards the water. "I mean, I remember bits— like me punching someone and the police and blah blah." I said, still looking towards the water but feeling Conrad's stare.

He takes out a joint and starts to light it before looking at me, "That was pretty badass," I turn to look at him and furrowed my eyebrows. "You punching him, it was cool."

I nod at him with a smile before locking my gaze back to the sand, "Anyway... why did you even fight him? I mean I punched him because he called me a slut, I assume your reason is different?" I said, more as a question.

He doesn't look at me but looks at the ocean, "Uhh, I don't remember. I think he was trying to take my beer." He was lying, I knew he was, he always looks away when he's lying.

Or maybe that's just old him, seeing as he has changed.

"Are you lying?" My eyes widening as I ask, not realizing I said it out loud and not just in my mind. Conrad turns his gaze to me almost instantly with his Conrad stare, "Why would I be lying?" He snaps back.

"No reason..." Yup. He was definitely lying.

"Hey, should we go and pick up some of the good muffins before everyone wakes up?" He suddenly asked. I look at him with a grin plastered on my face, "Wouldn't they know it was us?"

"Nah, they definitely think were hangover and in bed, were not really the main suspects." Hey says before standing up and handing out his hand for me. I look up to him and sigh, "Fine!" I let out a laugh and grab his hand to help me stand up.

"First to get there gets two muffins!" Conrad yells before running away. I gasp and started running behind him, "No fair! I'm gonna freaking puke if I run this fast!" I yell back.

He just laughs and runs even faster.

—

So.... I did end up puking.

And because Conrad felt bad, he gave me his extra muffin, well he didn't exactly gave it to me. "Let's cut it in half."

I give him a death stare with a very serious look. "Fine, okay." He says as he gives me the whole muffin, I smile at him and give a quick kiss on the cheek. He stayed still when I kissed him and I laugh, "We have to go back to our rooms or then they will think it was us." I said, grabbing his hand, he didn't say anything and just followed me.

As we walked upstairs, we heard Belly's bedroom door open. Conrad and I turn to look at each other before I quickly push both of us into my room, closing the door slowly so there wasn't any sound.

"Woah! The muffins!" Conrad whispered as he held the muffins carefully. I look at him dead in the eye to shut him up, he pursed his lips and nodded repeatably, shutting up.

"Okay, so you're not going back to your room now." I look around. Conrad tilts his head at me, "Why not?"

I rolled my eyes at him at his obvious question, "You share a bedroom with Jake, he will definitely snitch unless you give him the muffin."

"Oh, yeah. Cool cool cool, so, do I— stay here, with you?" He asked, stuttering with nervousness. I shrugged then nodded, "If you want, yeah. You can sleep on the bed, too." I said smiling, he nodded and looked away.

I walked up to my night stand and grabbed my phone, my eyes widened at the unread text from Beca.

( bold is Lenn, normal is Beca )
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HUHHH???
girl
wym by that
you got drunk?
no me digas
wey
still sleepin?
hold on
you WHAT!?
delivered 38 minutes ago

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My eyes stayed widened as I slightly turned around to look at Conrad, who was peacefully laying down on my bed while hugging my teddy bear, did I...

No! That's not possible, or is it? Fucking slow mind.

When Conrad noticed me looking at me, he nodded, I smiled at him before turning around to text Beca.

"Who are you texting?" Conrad asks from behind. I turned to him before saying, "Uhhh, just a friend from back home."

"Is it Beca?" He asked, still hugging my teddy bear. I nodded, smiling.

How is he so cute while being hangover....It's like a fucking angel and Oh my God, I'm staring again.

"Hey, did I say something unusual... yesterday? It's just... I texted Beca with a very...weird....text, so I thought— maybe I said something weird to you, too?" I subtly asked, I think— no, I hope. God, what if I really did confess my feelings for him and he's just acting like he doesn't remember because he doesn't like me back and doesn't want me to embarrass myself.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

"Uhh, no I, I would've remembered it, so, you're good with me." He chuckles. I hope what he's saying is true because, Oh my God, that'd be so embarrassing.

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I think we're good?
he said he would've remembered it
I feel like he's lying
but for now
we're good
i think
uhh
well
bye

no no
what did he say
exactly

he's behind me
it feels weird
taking about him

who the f cares
tell me

He legit told me what I told u
he said

Oh
Well
he's definitely lying
bb
i feel like he's the type
to remember everything
when they're drunk
so
good luck !

Beca
don't say that
bc he did  say he usually
remembers everything
I'm screwed
yeah
he's definitely lying

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"You okay there?" Conrad asks me. I instantly turn my phone off and turn to him, dropping myself onto the mattress.

"Yup." I said, not looking at him but instead staring at the ceiling. I feel his stare on me so I turn to him, "We should pretend to be asleep now, in case someone comes in."

Conrad shook his head before staring, too, at the ceiling. "Sure, yeah."

God, this is awkward. I didn't even eat my two nice muffins, oh I forgot about it.

I look at Conrad before seeing the crumble of muffin he had on his face, "Did you eat my muffin?" I asked, looking at him up and down with a death stare.

Conrad looked at me before turning right away, "No i didn't, why do you think that?" He asked back.

"You have crumbles of muffin on your face, you liar!" I whispered-yelled to him.

"I was hungry!"

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The way this chapter was only Conrad and Lennon is everything.

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