5. Kidnapped

-the next morning-

Luke´s P.O.V.

The sunshine peaks through the windows, terrorising me in my peaceful sleep. I slowly open my heavy eyes just to close them again, holding my throbbing head. I feel like shit! This is the worst hangover I ever had.

As I look around I notice that I´m alone in the bed. I sit up and look at the watch on the bedside table along with a glass of water and one painkiller. It´s almost noon, so the others must be up already, I think as I take the painkiller and drink the water. Oh God, I don´t remember anything from last night. I can only remember secretly meeting Jamie, my friend who has gotten himself into a similar mess as I have , and running off to party. That´s all...

After I stare at the ceiling for a while, trying to remember even the slightest bits of last night, I slowly feel the painkillers working and feels relief in my head. I get ready to go downstairs. God, I´m so dead!