July

Las Nevadas

TW: Implied intoxication, mature language.

Clays POV

By the time our performance is up, my fingertips are numb and my hair is stuck to my forehead with sweat.

We move the equipment to the back of the stage again.

I'm helping Sam disassemble his drum set, as y/n barges into the room and runs up to me. Her arms wide open she gives me a massive hug, twirling me around a little as she does it.

"You were incredible! I loved every second of it!" Y/n says sort of muffled due to her head being buried in my chest as she gets to release the hug.

"I could tell." I hug her back, making her finally let go.

As she lets go I get an overwhelming whiff of tequila.

of course, she didn't listen.

"y/n? Did you drink the punch?" I ask her while turning around to start helping Sam again.

"Of course I did, there was nothing else to drink." She doesn't look up from the mic that she's helping Karl disassemble.

"How many did you drink?" A hint of worry can be heard in my voice.

"8 I think? Why?" She starts placing the pieces of the mic into its carrier.

"What?!" Karl drops a piece of the mic stand on the floor out of pure shock.

"y/n... it's tequila.." I stand up from the pile of separate drum pieces and walk over to y/n.

"oh... I mean I knew there was alcohol in it but not something as strong as tequila." Sam is wheezing at the other end of the room due to y/n confusion.

"Oh god." Karl is picking up the piece he previously dropped still in shock.

"Come on y/n." I reach out my hand and she grabs on to it.

I lead us through the crowd grabbing an empty solo cup when we passed a drink table.

I eventually navigated our way to the kitchen.

"Okay come here." y/n walks closer to me and I pick her up by the waist and place her on the counter.

I fill up the solo cup with some water from the fridge and hand it to her to help her sober up.

She takes a sip and lays it in on the counter.

"drink the rest of it" I pick up the cup she had placed down and put it back in her hands.

"not even a please?" she snickers as she chugs the rest of the water. This time she places down an empty cup.

Her hands wrap themselves around my neck pulling our faces inches from touching.

my hands mindlessly make their way down her waist as we look into each other's eyes in silence, as if we could read each other's thoughts.

She closes her eyes and starts to lean in closer. Our lips hovering over one another's. I can feel her breathing slow.

wait.

I drop my hands from her waist and separate her arms from my neck. Her eyes open wide. Her face becomes a flush pale color.

"I'm so sorry Clay. I don't know what I was thin-"

"No, it's ok y/n I just can't kiss you because you're drunk and I don't think your boyfriend would like it if I kissed you." A wave of guilt hits me at seeing her pitiful expression.

"I'm not even that drunk, besides my boyfriends wouldn't care" She turns her head so she doesn't have to look me in the eyes. Her voice sounds filled with hurt.

did I do the right thing?

"It doesn't matter y/n. You can't give consent until your fully sober. I don't want to take advantage of you." I reach out and place my hand under her jawline causing her to look me in the eyes.

Her eyes told me she was hurt but was trying to hide it.

"Let's get back to the others..." She grabs my hand with both of hers and takes it off of her jawline.

She hops off the counter and weaves her way through the crowd.

By the time I catch up with y/n, She's already in the back room talking to Niki.

"Dude look at this!" Sam runs up to me with his phone.

I read his phone screen and it's an Instagram D.M. from this super popular concert convention in Las Vegas.

It reads: "Hello! We've heard all about your band and would love for y'all to perform for us for a week. It will be from 10/31/21 to /11/7/21. Get back to us as soon as you can! -Las Nevada's Concert and Casino."

"No fucking way dude!?" I take Sam's phone from his hand to go show Niki and Karl.

HOLY SHIT

"Niki, Karl look!" I run up to them trying to hold the phone as still as possible.

"Holy shit?! Is this real Sam?" Niki looks up from the phone and at Sam who was trying to get his phone back.

"Of course it's real. Why would I show you it, if it was fake." Same gives up on trying to get his phone back and plops down onto the couch beside y/n

"Does that mean we're going to Las Vegas?" Karl's eyes lit up at the idea of living in New York. He couldn't stand the city but refused to move.

"Even better, we're going to Las Nevada's" I hand Sam back his phone which he was patiently waiting on.

"What's going on?" Y/n sits herself up on the couch waiting for someone to answer.

"There this super popular concert and casino in Las Vegas, and we just got invited to play there for a week!" I finally answer her since everyone else was too busy talking to each other about to explain it.

"Do you think you could come with y/n?" I start to pack up my things so we can head out.

"I can't miss work for a week, and besides my boyfriend would kill me if i left." She gets up from the couch to go pick up her jacket since she picked up the hint that we're leaving.

"Damn... I would've loved if you could've tagged along, but there will be other opportunities for you to come with." I wave my fair wells to everyone else and me and y/n walk off the stage and head out the doors.

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"I can tell your fighting the urge to sleep again." I look at the review mirror to see her eyes struggle to stay open.

"No, I'm not." She says in a drowsy tone.

"mhmm, you said that last time." I laugh at her stubborn demeanor.

It falls silent in the car as y/n dozes off shortly after.

I'll never get over how beautiful she looks when she sleeps.