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Kylian wakes up and is immediately greeted with a major headache. His throat is dry, and every move feels like hell. He was definitely hungover, shit, this had been the 3rd night in a row he had gone out and got drunk. But he needed to. He needed to hear the music blast in his ears, he needed to be in a crowded area, and he absolutely needed to get drunk. It was the only thing that could get the torture off his mind.
He rolls over, so he is facing the window and his nightstand. He squints at the light, and blindly reaches for his phone. When he eventually feels it, he turns it on and holy shit over 10 messages from his brother alone.
The texts from the night before:
Ethan: Cmon kyyyy its been weeks since the final, r u still depressed or smth
Kylian: I don't want to go to some stupid dinner with your team
Ethan: plss It will be fun
Kylian: No I'm not going now shut up
Ethan: Yo dinner last night was lit, you still shoulda went
Ethan: Yo r u still sleeping its 11 😭
Ethan: Im at the store lmk if I need anything
Ethan: YOO GUESS WHO I JS SAWW
Ethan: WAKE TF UP
Ethan: wakeupwakeupwakeupwakeupwakeupwakeupwakeupwakeupwakeup
Ethan: guess plsss on who i saw
Ethan: Broo
Ethan: ok wtv
Ethan: nvm
Ethan: were u drunk last night?
Kylian: stfu Ethan I don't fucking care who u saw
Kylian: and who told u I was drunk
Kylian: Tell me before I actually fucking murder you
Ethan: nah bro I don't feel like telling you anymore
Kylian groans, then gets out of bed. Who told Ethan Kylian was drunk? He doesn't remember being with anyone last night....was he? His mind spirals at the thought of someone seeing him drunk, they could've recorded him or something, or worse they could've told everyone. Kylian stumbles into the bathroom and vomits. His head hurts so, so bad.
He then hears a knock on his front door, then hears it open. Fuck, Ethan is going to confront him about being hungover. Kylian hears a familiar voice call out his name, "in here" He mumbles responding. Kylian leans his head back against the cold, tile wall and squeezes his eyes shut. The pain is too overbearing for him.
He listens to the footsteps near his door. "Im coming in," the person says before opening the door. Its Achraf, he seems to be holding Advil and water. Kylian can't really tell since his vision is blurry right now. "Hey how do you feel?" Achraf asks softly. He crouches down in front of Kylian, and tilts Kylian's chin up, so he can look him in the eye. "Kylian, look at me." He gently commands.
"Arra, my head hurts.." *Kylian mumbles whining, before covering his face with his hands. Achraf gently pulls his hands down. "Why were you out again Kyky? This is the third night in a row, you've gone out.." Arra says, voice filled with concern.
Kylian bites his lower lip, to prevent him from breaking down in front of his friend. "I-I can't get over it still.." He says quietly before squeezing his eyes shut again. Achraf cups kylians face with his hands, watching Kylian melt into the touch. "I.. Kylian, you should've told someone, you should've told me." He says softly before placing a gentle kiss on kylian's forehead.
Arra must've been the one who knew, Arra must've told Ethan.. Kylian thought to himself. "arra..?" he asks.
"Yes kyky?" Achraf responds quietly resting his forehead on kylian's.
"Did.. you tell Ethan about last night?" Kylian asks, knowing that he probably was the one who did. Arra looks at kylian confused. "No? I haven't seen Ethan since the semi's, and I only waved at him."
Kylian immediately pulls back and grabs his phone next to him, he shows Achraf the texts with Ethan. Arra squints his eyes, reading them. "The store? What store?" Achraf asks, zooming in on the message.
"I don't know arra! I was sleeping, I didn't know and- how do you know I'm hungover?"
Achraf pauses and looks at Kylian "Lionel told me, he told me to check on you. You know I don't party."
Kylian opens his mouth, then closes it. He is trying to say something, but the words are stuck in his throat. Lionel, Lionel Messi, he told Arra, Ethan, who knows who else, that he was drunk. Kylian takes his phone from Achraf and then he texts Ethan.
Kylian: Ethan, answer me. Did Lionel tell you I was drunk?
Ethan: Ya, your a good guesser
Kylian: Who else did he tell
Ethan: uh idk who else but he showed me a funny video of you LOL
Ethan sent a video
Kylian watches the video, over and over again. Its him taking shots with someone. The video is very blurry and its very loud. He searches his contacts, Lionel Messi.