A/N: Sorry the last chapter was so short I forgot what I wanted to do for it. Pic of Astrid's outfit :)

  "Oh my god! Go away!" The relentless pounding on my front door continued and so did my hangover induced migraine. I forced myself out of bed and dragged myself to the door. "Im coming! Holy fuck!"

"Why are you on the floor?" I glared at Jax from my position on the floor. In this moment him and the demon behind him were my worst enemies.

"I was wallowing in my hangover induced self pity and you guys pounded on the fuc-freaking door! I have the worst headache, go away."

"Language. And no, get up. Nathan has donuts and coffee. We have things to do today."

"Then go do them! Do them somewhere that isn't here. Hand me a donut and coffee on your way out though." Jax grabbed me by the arms and hauled me up, as I made myself go limp trying to reach my bestfriend- the floor.

"Stop it now. Get up and get dressed." Jax dragged me through the kitchen and sat me at the table. "Here's your coffee and donut...you have to open your eyes to eat it, jesus christ." I peeled my poor, sore eyes open and slowly began eating the donut.

"I don't want to go, my head hurts. Why do I even have to go?"

"We wanna spend time with you so come on."

I grumbled under my breath, but I knew I wouldn't win this so I just sighed and accepted my fate. I pouted as I slowly finished eating my donut.

"Okay, put this on when you're done. And hurry up." Nathan walked in with an outfit already picked out and layed it across the couch.

I sat up and eyed them. "You guys aren't... I mean you wouldn't happen to be, uh" I paused. How the heck do you even ask someone something like this? I mean they do try to take care of me a lot. And treat me like a kid so maybe....

"Are we what?"

"Nevermind. Forget I said anything."

Nathan rolled his eyes but smiled anyway. "You didn't say anything."

"Exactly!" I smiled and stood. "I'm gonna go brush my teeth. I'll be back in a minute." I grabbed the clothes off the couch and slipped into the bathroom.

I inspected the clothes and they were alright. Black and yellow bottoms and a big white tee. Cute enough. I pulled the clothes on, washed my face, and brushed my teeth. My hair would just have to go up, I didn't feel like fighting with it. I stepped into the kitchen where Nathan handed me my bottle of ibuprofen.

"So, where are we going?" I grabbed some water and downed two pills, setting the bottle back in the cabinet it came from.

"To see a friend."

I nodded my head and slid some shoes on, then grabbed another donut and gestured towards my door. We all stepped out, with me at the back to lock my door and headed towards the elevator.

"I'm not going to have fun." Nathan just smiled at me and patted my head.