Alright, because I've taken way too long to get this book onto Wattpad, I'm just going to upload all of the rest of the chapters without editing them (Sorry, I know the grammar is gross). I'll edit them when they're up here, but at least you don't have to wait forever to know how the story ends!
- Sian
The morning after the party, Oliver woke at about 10:30. He would like to say that he woke feeling happy from the party and full of great memories. But in reality, he could barely remember anything and he was heavily hungover.
He opened his eyes, but closed them again when the light pierced his vision. Oliver reached up and covered his face before groaning and rolling over onto something warm.
He opened his eyes again to see Vinny, looking incredibly moody and tired. They were both in their party clothes and he still had their shoes on.
Vinny glared. There were no words to describe how ill he felt.
"You look great," Oliver whispered before lifting a hand to his head when it started throbbing.
Vinny closed his eyes in response, but then suddenly sat up.
Oliver rolled over as Vinny jumped off the bed and ran towards the bathroom. Seconds later, he could hear him throwing up. Even though his head was pounding and he was not ready to get up and use his limbs or face the light, he did anyway.
Vinny as he could now tell, was much worse than Oliver and needed comforting. So he slowly got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. His soulmate was leaning over the toilet, looking very sorry for himself.
Oliver knelt down next to him before rubbing his back when he was sick again.
Vinny sighed and concentrated on Oliver's touch, which was making him a little better. He remembered pretty much nothing from the party, or how much he drank, or what time it all finished or how they ended up back in the bedroom.
Oliver passed Vinny some tissue to wipe his mouth with, before slowly standing to brush his teeth at the sink.
They could feel how the other one was feeling and when their emotions mixed together, it made the hangover worse.
"God I feel awful," Vinny mumbled before thoroughly brushing his teeth.
Oliver leaned his chest against Vinny's back before cuddling into him. "You poor thing," he said softly, feeling his soulmate lean against him.
The only thing that was making Vinny feel better was Oliver's comfort. He was very grateful for him trying because he could feel how hungover he was too.
They then switched as Oliver brushed his teeth. He watched Vinny in the mirror with soft eyes.
They both hoped that they didn't make a fool of themselves last night. Which wasn't looking promising when they could barely remember a thing.
"I need a shower." Oliver rubbed his eyes.
"I'm joining you," Vinny said bluntly and started unbuttoning his waistcoat.
They were both too physically run down to get excited about it, but it did make them feel that tiny bit of affection.
Vinny barely had the energy to speak, but he couldn't help to show Oliver a small smile when he gave him the biggest smile he could manage.
They groggily headed into the shower and begged that the first thing to hit them was warm water.
* * * * *
Duke and Madison looked up when the boys entered the dining-room.
Vinny had one of Oliver's hoodies on so he could put the hood up and hide from the world. Oliver thought he really suited it, but that was because he wasn't used to seeing him in normal clothes. And of course, he chose a black one.
As they walked over, Vinny's face proved to his parents just how hungover he actually was. Oliver didn't look as bad, but that didn't mean he felt okay.
"Wow," Duke said as Vinny scowled at the table when his head started throbbing harder. "Here." He pushed some pain killers and a big glass of water across the table.
They watched as he slowly took the tablets and drank all the water. Vinny then pulled the sleeves over his hands and rested his head on his palms to block out the light. The jumper smelt like Oliver and it filled Vinny's nose with pleasure and comfort.
Vinny couldn't believe how drunk he let himself get, but he knew that if he was with Oliver all night then he probably had a great time.
"How do you feel Oliver?" Madison asked, also giving him a drink of water.
"Um, I've been better." He smiled, also finding the sun a burden to his headache. "But I'm not as bad as this one." Oliver rubbed Vinny's back.
"Feeling a bit rough son?" Duke smirked.
Madison shot them both a sympathetic smile before lifting a lid from one of the trays. "Would you like some breakfast?"
The smell of egg wafted to Vinny and he couldn't handle it. He jogged out of the dining-room.
"Is he alright?" Duke asked with a concerned frown.
Oliver felt bad for Vinny, but didn't want to run after him because he might end up puking his guts everywhere too. "He threw up this morning, so I think he's going to be sick again." Oliver sighed whilst rubbing his temples.
"Poor thing," Madison said.
"Well, he shouldn't have drank so much." Duke did feel bad for his son and it was an even worse feeling when there was nothing he could do to make him feel better. "But you two were so funny."
This was when Oliver wanted to hide into a hole and never come out. "If I'm honest, I barely remember a thing."
"You're very... huggy."
"Yeah, I guess it could be worse." He smiled. "What was Vinny like?"
"It's hard to describe. He was more chatty and got quite affectionate with you," Madison said.
"More chatty? Wow." Oliver leant back against the chair. "Bless him." He wished he could remember, maybe it would come back to him later.
He then ate some food. He was thankful that he didn't turn out like Vinny, but at the same time he felt terrible with guilt. Maybe it was the bet that got him to that state?
Vinny eventually re-entered the dining-room looking very tired.
When he sat back at the table, he could feel that Oliver's guilt.
"Don't do that," he mumbled before pulling his chair over so it was right next to Oliver. "You didn't force me to drink, so stop feeling guilty."
His parents still couldn't wrap their heads around the fact that the boys could physically feel how the other one was feeling.
"But I made the bet and-"
"Oliver, I'm sure if I could remember, I would've had a great time last night," he interrupted. "So I regret nothing."
Oliver tugged on the hoody strings to the jumper Vinny was wearing, making the hood close around his face and cover his eyes. He gave him a sweet kiss on the lips.
Vinny appreciated the darkness and the taste and warmth of his soulmates close contact. He felt his way to Oliver's shoulders and pulled him into him.
They hugged. Oliver rested himself into Vinny's body as his vampire snuggled his face into his neck.
They stayed that way for a little while because it was the only thing that was making them feel better. "Oliver carry me to the couch," Vinny mumbled.
"Alright... But if I drop you, I'm apologising in advance." Oliver wrapped an arm around his back and an arm under his legs.
He then stood up, but Vinny was heavier than he thought, much heavier.
Vinny could see that he was struggling and instead of getting down or encouraging him, he did what they do best and made fun of him. "You're so weak."
Oliver to chuckle. He stopped walking and let go. Vinny fell to the floor. "Oh oops, I hope you didn't hurt yourself," Oliver said sarcastically. Oliver grinned his way to the couch and laid down.
With all his strength, Vinny pulled himself up and walked slowly over to the couch too. Instead of sitting next to Oliver like a normal person, he flopped himself down on his stomach and squished him.
"Vinny no!" Oliver whined, trying to get out from underneath him. "Wait, actually your nice and warm."
Vinny didn't move and closed his eyes.
"But heavy."
"Shhh," Vinny whispered, pulling the hood back over his head and burying himself into Oliver's neck once more. He planted a single kiss into his skin.
Oliver coiled his arms tightly around Vinny's back before he also closed his eyes. Oliver's mind started drifting, but he knew that something important was happening today but he was just too tired to think what. He didn't need to worry. Vinny was in his arms, they were both warm and safe.
They helped each other to feel better and hopefully they did perk up at some point. Especially when John was upstairs, feeling nervous. Today was a very important day for him. Today he was getting turned into a Vampire.