Read Between the Lines
She knows, she knows
That I'm never gonna let another
take her love from me nowEverybody wanna steal my girl
Everybody wanna take her heart away
Couple billion in the whole wide world
Find another one 'cause she belongs to me- One Direction -
The muffled thumping base of the music out in the club, combined with the smell of weed, alcohol, and sweaty bodies permeated the air making it feel stifling in the small hallway.
Shoving his hands in his pockets he leaned against the wall outside the door and stared at his feet.
He could hear voices rising in volume from inside... no way did he want to be in that room right now.
He wasn't even sure WHY they had to come back here tonight...he'd TOLD her no good would come of it.
She'd insisted though.... and one way or another, once she got an idea in her head Lottie always got her way.
A sudden crashing sound of glass hitting the concrete wall inside the room startled Gary, causing him to involuntarily cringe.
That had to be the Johnnie Walker bottle Bobby was chugging from earlier on stage....
Though honestly it could already be bottle number two... Bobby McKenzie could put away whiskey like nobody else he'd ever known.
He could picture in his mind the vision of the angry throw and violent explosion of glass against the hard surface.
At least it was an inanimate object taking the brunt of Bobby's temper this time. His friend had continued to spiral into more and more unpredictable fits of temper since the show had wrapped.
And it just got worse after Skye left for..... wherever it was she went off to in South America.
Over the past few months whenever he got together with Bobby, it seemed to Gary that the fuse was getting shorter and shorter. You never knew when you were out with him what would set him off.
Gary had been in more bar fights in the recent months, than he had his entire life before being on the Love Island show.
Bobby always laughed afterwards, tapping the side of his head with a finger, joking that it all just fueled his creative song-writing idea jar.
Gary tapped the wall gently a few times with the back of his head mulling things over.
This was a COMPLETELY different bloke from the happy-go-lucky, funny guy who became his best mate in the villa.....
Truth be told, he was beginning to think he didn't really know Bobby after all.
"FUCKING SHUT YER PIE HOLE LOTTIE... GLAIKIT HOORE!!!"
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