"Oliver?" Liam called in confusion. He had just woken up with a splitting headache and also found himself cuddling another body. The room was dark, so he could not see anything. Neither did he know where he was. The last thing he remembered was having a conversation with Harry, and he couldn't remember what they had said either. Did he go home with Oliver?
"Oliver?'' He called again.
"Why the hell are you ruining my sleep?" Harry asked in a groggy voice filled with irritation.
"THE FUCK!" Liam yelled as he jumped from the bed, ignoring the severe headache he was feeling and also in the process of pushing away from Harry, he accidentally kicked Harry off the bed, sending him to the floor.
"WHAT THE HELL!" As Harry screeched in pain when his butt landed on the floor.
Liam tried to find his phone on the bed, but he could not. Where the hell did Harry leave it?
