Chapter 26; More than one

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I wake up the next day and rub my eyes. My stomach gets a sick feeling, so I run to the bathroom and puke my guts out. I see Ezra come inside and pull my hair back.

"You alright?" he asks after I finish.

I nod and immediately brush my teeth.

"It smells like vomit, and not mine," I say.

"One of the girls vomited, and so did Ricky," he says.

I groan.

I ignore the vomit smell and walk around the vomit on the floor. I sit down next to Ricky and kiss his cheek.

"Morning babygirl," he whispers.

"Hangover?" I giggle.

He nods.

I go to the kitchen and fix him a glass of water.

"Thanks beautiful," he smiles.

He leans in to kiss me, but I put my hand over his mouth.

"You need a toothbrush," I giggle.

I kiss his cheek.

I grab cleaning supplies and clean up the vomit in my room. surprisingly, I don't get sick while cleaning it.

I lay down next to Ricky and he wraps his arms around me.

"If you vomit on me I will kill you," I threaten.

He chuckles.

"I love you so much Jo, and I love our baby," he smiles, rubbing my stomach.

"I love you too," I blush.

He kisses my shoulders and rubs my belly.

"Think you can make it to the couch?" I ask him.

He nods.

He slowly gets up and I help him to the couch where Ezra is.

"Good morning shitface," Ezra laughs.

"Ezra!" I scold, but giggle.

I head upstairs and clean up the other pile of vomit.

I head back downstairs to see Luke on the couch as well.

"Morning sunshine," I giggle.

"My head hurts," he groans.

I giggle and sit down next to Ricky.

"The ball's tonight," I tell Luke.

"I hope this hangover wears off then," he laughs.

I grab him some advil.

Chase fumbles down the stairs.

"How ya feeling?" I ask.

"I didn't drink as much as everyone else, so I'm doing okay," he smiles.

"So where are y'all going before the dance?" I ask Chase and Luke.

"We're taking them to Olive Garden," Chase smiles.

"Nice," I wink.

Ricky stands up and I help him into the kitchen.

"You hungry?" I ask.

"Very," he laughs.

I fix him a Hot Pocket and he eats it slowly.

He goes into the guest room and comes back with a wrapped box.

"For you," he smirks.

I open the box and inside is a big blue suitcase.

"It's so pretty! Are we going somewhere?" I ask excitedly.

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