We Showed Up..

Chapter 3: Oh shit

The sound of the coffee machine filled the house, waking up Jamie. He sat up from the carpet and didn't technically know where he was. He looked around to try to find something familiar but didn't succeed. He just decided to get up and find where the kitchen was without bumping into anything, sadly he bumped into a few walls but finally found the kitchen. There stood Mathew, Jamie had never seen him look so messy before, he must've just got out of bed. Both boys had bags under their eyes, Jamie couldn't even see what was around him.

"Morning James, want coffee?" Matthew asked as he sat down in front of Jamie, drinking his toffee-coloured drink. Jamie looked at Matthew and shook his head. He was about to say something but someone interrupted him, and he also forgot what to say. A loud noise came from behind the boys, they turned around to see Alex sitting up from the couch. He walked towards the two boys and sat down next to them. A grumpy morning could be heard from the boy, Both Jamie and Matthew laughed a bit.

"You like shit- no I mean look shit." Jamie managed to get out before bursting into laughter, Alex looked awful, his shirt was on the floor leaving him shirtless, his pants were stained in alcohol and his dreads were, well, it was bad. Alex rolled his eyes and walked towards the fridge to grab something to eat, and then out came the other two they were just as bad. They must've gotten crazy drunk last night, none of them remember what happened, they just guessed they drank a lot and now they have an aching hangover.

"Why time is it?" Jacob yawned, his sentence messed up. He rubbed his eyes and slept a bit on the island in front of the boys. Laurence, being the helpful one, tried to find a clock but since he was still sleepy he tripped and fell over something that was on the floor and didn't bother to get up.

"It's 9:00." Alex answered, looking at Jamie's phone. Jacob startled everyone with a sudden jump of fear, he stood still and fixed himself up, he was late. Jacob knew his mother was going to literally kill him if he was home late, how did he even wake up this late?

"Don't go," Hayden started, "Make her mad." Jacob looked at Hayden and got the idea he was hinting at, he could make her madder to pay back what she did and he really didn't want to go home. He slowly sat back down and the boys started to cheer for him, breaking the rules was what they do best. Alex started to make them all breakfast while Matthew handed out the coffee and some aspirin for the sore heads.

"What's that on your neck?" Jacob asked, he saw something small on Matthew's neck and he wondered what it was and how it got there. Matthew's face went pale and he swallowed a large lump in his throat. He didn't answer the question but sat back down and covered it with his hand. Jamie all of a sudden gasped loudly knowing what it was.

"YOU HAVE A HICKEY?!" He shouted, Matthew looked at him and threw a hand over his mouth, but sadly the damage was already done. All the boys looked at Matthew with a 'Who was it' look.

"Fine! Yes, I do, at least I can actually get one!" He snarled at them, he felt proud after saying that knowing none of the boys ever had a hickey. Laurence looked guilty and mumbled saying that he had had one before, but it wasn't as quiet as he expected it to be.

"Stop talking about Hickeys and eat your breakfast!" Alex shouted at them as he set down some food for the gang, they all did as they were told. Being the oldest has some privileges.

~ Time Stamp - At Matthew's house ~

Matthew snuck into his house, being quiet not to make a noise, the silence was interrupted when his Aunt saw him.

"Oh Matthew, your home!" She said rather loudly, she looked nervous for some reason. Matthew didn't care that much; he just waved and ran upstairs. He was now standing in front of his mirror, he took a deep look at his purple bruises, and he kept thinking of ways he could hide this. His thoughts were interrupted by a thud, Matthew opened his door and saw nothing outside. His confusion got the best of him.