A Sequel to an Alan Ashby Fanfiction

I threw my alarm clock against the wall, it shattered against the wall. For a second I regretted doing that but then again it made that incessant beeping stop. I rolled out of bed, testing for a hangover, I was fine. Damn. If I was hungover I could’ve called in sick to work, then again I could just lie? I didn’t really give a fuck about not showing up at work, if I called in sick it would mean that I get to skip the meeting with Of Mice And Men.
I grabbed my phone and dialled Rise Record’s number and put on my best sick voice;
“Hi Carolyn?” I said, sounding very sick and believing, “I haven’t been able to separate myself from the toilet since 4am, I was hoping for it to go away so I could come to the meeting with Of Mice And Men but I don’t think I will.” I said as I sniffed.
“Oh Victoria! How unfortunate! Well, don’t you worry, I will email you everything and I’ll see you tomorrow!” Her loud and chirpy voice was so loud and chirpy that I had to hold to phone away from my ear. I said a thank you, hung up the phone and went back to bed.
I woke up again at 2:30pm. Deciding that I was fully rested, I had a long hot shower. I made sure I shaved every inch of me and scrubbed myself until I smelt like strawberries and cream, not Jack Daniels and cigarettes. Once I emerged from the shower all nice and pruny, I started working on my hair, since I had nowhere to be I decided the just quickly dry it a little with the towel and let it dry naturally. Once my body was dry, I dressed in tights and an over-sized jumper. After all that I grabbed some chips, my bottle of Jack Daniels and my cigarettes and sat on my couch with my laptop, checking my emails. No emails yet. I decided to just go on youtube and waste my day there.
I had been internet surfing for a while now because it was now 4pm and I was fairly tipsy from the half a bottle of Jack I had just polished off. I left my glass, empty bottle and full ashtray on my kitchen table so I could make myself something to eat.
Halfway through my delicious tuna and mayonnaise sandwich, I heard a knock at my door. I sighed as I threw my sandwich in the bin, I didn’t really want it, and went to go answer the door.
I opened my door to see a ginger and his four friends, smiling like fucking idiots.
“er, Hi!” I plastered a smile on my face, “What a surprise. Come in.” My face had a massive smile on my face and my voice came out in a monotone. I stepped aside so they could come in and reluctantly closed the door. I turned to face them and they all studied me, obviously thrown off by my very skinny figure and my sunken face.
“How are you?” Austin grinned as he hugged me.
“I’m good!” I lied, “Your guys?” I said as all the boys hugged me and said they were fine.
“The place is a little messy, I wasn’t expecting visitors.” I said, as we walked into the kitchen, all the boys stood there with their mouths open.
“A little?” Alan gestured to the mess.
“Whoa you drink Jack Daniels? Since when!?” Tino asked me. I replied with a smile and an “Always!”
“And you smoke?” Aaron looked at me in disbelief.
“I’ve changed a bit in the last five months.” I forced a laugh and a smile.
“So what are you guys doing here?” I asked them all.
“Since you were ‘sick’ we decided to pop by here and have our own meeting!” Phil smiled at me.
“Yeah! So we told Carolyn not to email you and that we would come here and tell you!” Austin sat down on my couch as the rest of the boys followed Austin’s actions and sat on the couch. I rubbed my face with my hands as I sat down opposite the boys;
“So let the meeting begin.” I said as I clapped my hands and placed my laptop on my lap.

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