7 February 2013
“Thank you, London!” I shouted loudly into the mic, holding it tightly in my palm. The entire crowd cheered as I slowly bit down on my bottom lip , chuckling before quickly running off the stage, my mic slowly trailing behind me. The rest of the boys followed quickly on my heel, CC whistling loudly before jogging down the steps to backstage.
“Andy.. I really need to ask you something.” Ashley said, slowly pouring his bottle of water over his tanned chest, his chest lightly rising and falling as he tried to catch his breath. I nodded for him to continue as I quickly started to down my water, my throat burning violently.
“You know my mums really sick and.. My sister, Hayley she-”
“No, Ashley. No, no more girls on tour.” I stated clearly, quickly slamming my empty bottle on the side, running a hand through my black velvet hair.
“Andy, please! I’m begging! S.. She needs somewhere to stay, she can’t be at home on her own, I wont allow it. Andy please, it’s only for the last few months!” Ashley howled lightly, crossing his arms tightly over his chest, letting out a heavy groan. I rolled my eyes at him before shaking my head and sighing out heavily.
“Okay, whatever..” I muttered softly, flashing him quickly a soft smile. He laughed and tugged his bass slowly over his shoulder.
“I knew you’d agree in the end.” He grinned as he slowly made his way out the venue, I’m guessing towards the bus. After taking another quick swig of water, I fascine the lid of the bottle before jogging quickly towards the bus. After completely brushing myself down, I groaned pulling on a clean pair of leather trousers and a light coloured denim jacket, doing only the bottom button slowly. Looking at myself in the mirror, my eyes looked tired and my eyeliner was lightly smudged.
“Ready, mate?” Jake stood at the door of the bathroom, a soft smile on his lips as he bounced nervously from side to side. He was meeting Ella and they were going to spend the rest of the week together at hers as he had no more concerts this week. We were staying in London for another week and then we were heading off to Manchester. Nodding slowly, I slowly took a final glance at myself, pulling on my best smile.
“Let’s go.” I mumbled softly, stepping back from the mirror and pushing both of my skinny hands into my pockets, chuckling weakly.
I felt as if the alcohol had already gone to my head, my brain was spinning and my vision was starting to go blurry. “J-Jinxx!” I shouted over the loud music, he had disappeared quite a while ago, I remember he said something about going to fetch somebody from home? Sammi, maybe? Groaning, I lightly clutched my head and leant back against the counter, closing my eyes to try and stop the room from spinning.
“You okay, Andy?” CC asked, leaning lightly against the wall with a bottle of whiskey in his left hand, a smile on his face. Only groaning in response, I felt somebody softly prod something against my hand.
“Here, more alcohol.. You’ll feel better.” He chuckled, giving the bottle of whiskey another push in my direction. In this state, I wasn’t in the mood for wondering or even asking questions on what is what, I just let out a low gravely chuckle, grabbing the bottle of CC and throwing my head back, downing the most -and the remainder- of the bottle.
“ahh..” I groaned out, letting the bottle hit to the floor with a loud crash, seconds from slipping from my shaky hands. I heard CC’s loud laugh as two firm hands rested on my shoulders,
“N-No, get off me.. I.. I don’t want your body!” I shouted loudly, trying my hardest to push myself away from him.
“Andy, shut up.” He snarled, roughly pulling me out of the club. “Now breathe.” Doing as I was told, I took in a direct and sharp breath to the freezing cold air that hit me like a wall of ice being thrown over my face.
“I.. It’s cold..” I whined, closing my eyes and letting CC just slowly lead me away from the loud music and bright shining lightly.
“Come on, dude.. Before you pass out and wake up in a hospital. We don’t want you being sick.” The moment he said those words, the tight twist in my stomach caused my hand to quickly whip up to my mouth, heaving heavily.
“Andy no not-” CC groaned, stepping away from me as I curled over tightly over a bush, throwing up heavily, my eyes clamping shut and my other hand tightly wrapping around my stomach. I threw up again and again until I felt like there was nothing else left in me, but still my stomach tensed tightly, my chest tightening as I threw up heavily.
“Shh.. Come on, bus.” CC’s voice soothed softly. My head was now spinning like crazy, I didn’t know left from right and I couldn’t even think on putting one foot in front of the other. Neither of us said anything else until the bus door swung open, another pair of arms heaved me in before pushing me down onto a plump soft sofa.
“Is he going to be okay..” A sweet, melodic voice filled my eyes, making me need to open my eyes, but just to my luck they wouldn’t dare open.
“He’ll be fine.” A deeper voice mumbled softly, Ashley’s. Even though I couldn’t see a thing, I could tell that he would be rolling his eyes at me. All the rest of the guys and then that.. Voice would be standing around me, waiting for me to make the next movement or speak.
My eyes flickered open hours later, glancing at my phone I yawned softly. 3:33am. Great. Running my fingers through my sweaty hair, I groaned drunkly. Guessing the alcohol hadn’t warn off yet. As I slowly glanced around, I noticed a small figure sitting at the bottom of the bed, glasses perched lightly on her nose with a book on her lap.
“Hello sexy…” I slurred out, slowly pushing myself up using my elbows.
“Oh.. Hey Andy.. sorry, did I wake you?” THAT voice, again. Perfect, beautiful. I smirked a little, slowly crawling over to her, roughly smacking the book off her lap and onto the floor, hearing the spine crack lightly as it hit the bus wall. She let out a soft squeal, flinching back softly.
“Andy I was-” Before she could finish, my hand roughly grabbed her cheek, pulling myself up and kissing her roughly, the smirk still plastered across my lips as she sat there, her hands on her lap, stunned. I pulled back, as her eyes flickered to behind me, her eyes widening. I heard the soft chuckle from behind me, causing me to slowly sit up straight, swallowing down hard.
“Touch her again.. I dare you."
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