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☙Zoe's POV☙
I slowly wake up, feeling my head throbbing from Romans 'punishment' if felt good at the time but now it just feels regret knowing Fergal is at his house probably worrying about me and I'm over here fucking my mom's fiance. I slowly open my eyes letting it get used to the lighting. I groan and look over at my phone. Stretching my arm to reach it, I finally get my hand on it. I grab my iPhone 7 and turn it on. While it was turning on I look down at my clothes. I was still in my ripped tank top and bra.
I frown imaging the look on Fergal face knowing that I was unfaithful. I groan again and I feel a vibration in my hand. I look at my phone and it was 6:28 am. Woke up right in time surprisingly, I would have overslept on any other day. Then realized that the amount of sleep I'm getting is unusual, with Fergal blowing up my phone. I smile seeing his beautiful smile that brightens up my day, his dreamy blueish green eyes that always brighten up when every time they see me. I snap out of my thoughts as my alarm goes off. I turn it off and slowly getting up. I swing my legs over the bed and rub my head.
Everything hurt. Mostly because right after a party I had the life fucked out of me because I talked back to my mom. Like they never did that before. I slowly get up grabbing the nightstand. It was pretty dark but I should make everything out. My legs felt weak like I was about to collapse but I held myself up. After a while, I slowly walk to the bathroom. Making sure to grab anything around me so I don't fall. Again I don't turn on the light because it going to make my head hurt even more then it was. I walk over to the sink and drop down to get a little night light. I stopped using it cause it looks like I'm a little girl that afraid of the dark. I close the cabinet and get back up. Slowly. I plug it in and it gives off some light in the room. I go into the medicine cabinet and pick up the Advil. Again taking two pills.
I put it back. Closing the cabinet, I go to the shower. Turning it on and putting the water on hot. I start to take off the remaining of my clothes. I go in. The water making my sore body feel 100times better. I do my shower routine but scrubbing extra hard. I get in what felt like 15 minutes later. I go to the sink and brush my teeth. Again extra hard. I go to my clothes and put my bra in the laundry and my ripped tank in the garbage. I go to my closet and put on some lazy but also cute clothes. I pick out a grey wireless bra and grey lace underwear. I then pick out a comfortable but lazy outfit that I'm actually proud of. I put on a white crop top with black sweatpants that had a white drawstring. I put on a grey/black cardigan with white low top vans.
I smile at my outfit liking how it looks. My sweatpants stop a little below my knee. My crop top was loose and my cardigan gave off a stylish vibe. My hair was damp and was parted to the side. Little waves coming out that reached a little beneath my boobs. Thinking about what I want done to my hair. I go back to the bathroom and take out my blow drier. I plug it in underneath the night light. I blow dry my hair which took about 5 minutes and put it into a half up half down hairstyle. Once I was done I looked at it and nodded in approval. Putting a smile on my face happy with the result of this outfit. I unplug my blow dryer and put it back in the cabinet then walk out. Feeling better or energized. The sun peeking through the curtains. Which gave the room more light.
