Aashirya's POV:
I groaned when the stupid voice of my phone disturbed my so peaceful sleep. And most amazing thing was that, I was dreaming about my Jamie Dornan. Where he was dancing with me, with his muscular hands possessively wrap around my waist.
But all my sweet dreams went to sell oils when, my head started pounding like someone has banged thousands of hammer on my head at a time.
I clutched my head and then slowly slowly everything from yesterday night started invading my memory system.
How we went in the party, how Laksh was again being the Mr.Grummy Pants, how he declared that I won't drink, to how I just took 4 freaking shots at the time.
After that what happened, I only could remember blurry images of it. I groaned and started messaging my head, and to add more to my irri
