Girl On Fire

12

"You're late." One of the crew workers said to Jake, sounding annoyed. Jake ignored the man, looking around the room for a place to let me rest. Spotting a folding chair in the corner.

"How are you feeling?" He asked me as he helped me sit. His voice was calmer than before and it helped me relax a bit. As a response to his question, I threw my head back and let out a small grunt. Josh ran over, lightly shoving Jake out of the way. Jake put his hands up, giving the look of 'what the fuck?'

"Is she alright? I saw you carrying her back." Josh asked, crouching down to my level to place his hand on my forehead.

"I think she had too much to drink on an empty stomach. Should we find her food?" Jake asked his brother. I kept my eyes closed trying to focus on not throwing up. I did need food.

"We'll take care of her, you boys need to go start the show." The worker said angrily, shooing the twins away. After a minute of arguing, the twins admitted defeat and walked off, leaving me alone back stage in a drunk mess.

"So much for a fun night out."I mumbled angrily to myself, watching the worker walk off. I stood up from the folding chair with a stumble and decided I wasn't going to let that stop me. This night will be fun.

I took off the coat Josh gave me and wrapped it around the chair, placing Jakes hat on the seat of it. I fluffed my hair up and fixed my dress, walking out of the back stage as I hear them start.

"I want tequila shots." I spoke to no one. I stumbled down the hall in my tall high heels, putting on my bad bitch attitude. I walked up to the bar with pride, finding the bartender.

"Hey! You!" I yelled over the performance to the worker. He stopped what he was doing and walked over with an amused smile on my face.

"Tequila shots please. Two." I slurred, holding up two fingers to show him the exact amount of shots I wanted. He laughed before going off to retrieve the glasses. I turned my head and stared at the stage, adoring the way the band looks. Sam was going ham on the bass, letting his long beautiful hair cover his face. Danny was beating the drums as Jake did his solo. They all seemed so into the music that they were making, almost stuck in their own little worlds.

I noticed that the crowd was screaming and jumping in excitement for the boys. It warmed my heart. I was proud.

"Here you go." The man said, sliding me two shots of clear liquor. After that, everything was an absolute blur, from making out with some random girls in the bathroom to being right at the stage, screaming for the boys and nearly flashing my tits like a groupie. At first the boys found it hilarious that I was suddenly at the front, drunk off my mind.

Josh laughed and pointed, grabbing his brothers attention, all up until they noticed I started to pull the front of my dress down. Sam was quick to throw his shirt at me mid performance, laughing his ass off. Josh grinned while shaking his head, mumbling into the mic.

"What am I going to do with you?" He laughed, staring at me with soft eyes and a amused smile. I quickly put on sam's shirt over my dress and yelled back.

"Fuck me!" I screamed with a large smile. Josh had to pull away from the mic to laugh, nearly having to turn around. Sam lost his shit, actually having to turn around as he played. I smiled. After that, I have no memory of how I got back to their house, but it was indeed, a fun night.

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"Corbin." I heard someone whisper in my ear. I rolled away, snuggling tighter into the blanket.

"Corbinnn~" someone sung lightly. I felt a hand run through my hair very gently, slowly waking me up.

"Hey." They whispered again, gently placing their hand on the side of my face. I started to stir awake, slowly opening my eyes to see who's here.

"Oh fuck." I groaned, the sunlight shining through the white curtains making the headache worse. I felt the person laying next to me, their handing resting on my hip. I opened my eyes and saw Josh laying on his side, giving me a soft smile. The entire guest room was white, making it much brighter with the sunlight.

"Hi." I whispered to him, covering my eyes to block out the sunlight with my arm cross my face.

"Would you like to go to the studio today?" Josh asked me softly, moving my arm away from my eyes to look at me. "Maybe light something on fire later?" He said as he ran his hand through my hair again. I smiled at him, loving how gentle he is with me.

I took in the way he looked in the beautiful sunlight, making him emit a soft angelic glow. His curls, his eyes; his lips looked so soft. He was gorgeous and I don't know if he knew that.

I nodded and closed my eyes, leaning my head towards his arms he propped himself up with. Suddenly, I was smacked with nausea, just like yesterday morning.

Quickly running up from the bed and going straight to the bathroom, puking it all up. All that motion made it worse. Much worse. I heard Josh's feet softly pat the floor, stopping behind me to hold my hair up.

"Do you have a hair tie?" He asked me. I nodded and handed him the one off my wrist. Quickly tying it up in a bun, he rubbed my back as I hurled more.

"I hate drinking." I told him, coughing into the toilet bowl. I have discovered that I enjoy being drunk, however, the after math made it seem it was never worth it. I'm probably not going to be drinking for a few days. I need a break.

"Yeah, the morning after is always the worst." He chuckled. I spat once more in the toilet before flushing everything down. I sat back against the tub to catch some air in my lungs. The smell of vomit was strong in my nose, it almost made me throw up again.

"What happened last night?" I asked him with a raspy voice, barely opening my eyes. "It was a blur for me after the two tequila shots." I chuckled at the memory.

He didn't answer right away, which caught my attention. Oh god, what did I do? I began to panic a little bit until I saw him break out into a wide grin.

"Well, you tried to flash us while we were performing." He said, holding back the laughter. I threw my head down in embarrassment.

"I always told myself I'd do that if I ever saw you guys live." I said in shame. "I guess I followed through with it."

"Yeah. Sam threw his shirt at you before you could really show anything." He smiled, remembering the moment. That made me feel a little better, knowing I didn't actually flash the whole band.

"And then you yelled 'fuck me!'" He added on, doing the dramatic big pitch voice to mimic me. I wanted to drown right then and there. Did I really yell that to them?

"Damn it!" I laughed in shame, curling up against the tub. I didn't want to look up at Josh. He may have found it funny but damn did I want to die. Why did I do that? I'm definitely done drinking now.

Josh noticed my reaction to what he said, feeling a little bad about it. He slid down next to me and threw his arm around my neck, pulling me closer to him.

"It's all good. We all found it amusing, don't worry." He reassured me with a smile.

As we both sat there in comfortable silence, I randomly remembered my conversation with Jake last night. Josh stared at me intensely, watching the gears in my head turn.

"Hey." I said to get his attention, looking up at him. He was so incredibly good looking and it still stuns me that he likes me. Like, like likes me. His beautiful brown eyes in person are breath taking. He looked at me.

"Hmm?" He hummed with curious eyes. Without thinking of the consequences to my actions, I asked.

"Do you... wanna date?"