Lana's pov
My eyes flutter open and I slam them shut as the sunlight coming in through the window is too bright. I groan and stretch rolling over on the bed. This side of the bed is cool and brings comfort to my hot face.
I groan again as I notice my head is pounding and I feel so nauseous. I open my eyes again to see a glass of water and some medication sitting on the nightstand. I quickly grab it and down the whole glass of water. Cozying back into the bed the reminder of last night come to haunt my thoughts.
"Oh shit" I groan out
I was so drunk last night, I threw up. I remember that for sure. But I can't remember anything else. I sit up and notice that I'm not in my hotel room but another.
Wait
Did we stay at Taylor's?
Shit
I get out of bed and walk into the living room area. I see Gracie on the couch scrolling through her phone.
"What time is it," I ask coming over to sit next to her.
"Hey sleepyhead" she smirks
"What," I say
She just hummus a response
" it's 12," she says
I look over at her in shock
"Dang," I say leaning back into the couch and closing my eyes.
"So you want Taylor huh," Gracie says blushing
" what," I ask confused
" I saw you two this morning in bed" she giggles
"WHAT" I yell sitting up and staring at her
Gracie's face drops and she glances back to the bedroom.
" what happened last night," she asks
"All I can remember is puking up all the alcohol we drank," I say sitting back on the couch.
"Oh well, you probably just passed out after" she states.
"Where's Taylor anyway" I groan out.
"She left s a few hours ago, she told me that she would see us this afternoon at the stadium. She had to do sound check and talk to her team about a few things" Gracie said
"Did she mention anything else?" I ask her
"No, other than to have you call her when you woke up" She glances over at the paper on the table.
I get up and walk over to the small table to see her number scrawled out on it.
"Why," I ask
"Beats me," Gracie said
" I'm so happy we got to have a sleepover," Gracie says
I grab the paper and then my phone off of the table dialing the number in. Walking over towards the window I hold the phone up to my ear. While it's ringing I open the curtains slightly and glance down at the huge crowd of paps.
"Hello," Taylor says questionably through the phone.
"Hi, ...uh it's me, Lana," I say
I hear Taylor say a few things on the other side of the phone and then a door shut.
"Hey, how are you feeling," she asks me
"I... I'm... I'm okay" I say a little confused as to why she wanted me to call.
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