song for this: The Waiting Room, We Are The Ocean
song quote: it makes no sense to give up at this height
everyone went out clubbing after the show last night, except Luke and i. we both weren't the party type, i guess. the girls were practically begging on their knees for me to go with them, but i just wasn't in the mood to be the designated driver.
i was currently glued to my laptop screen nerding out on Diablo. i had music blasting with multiple disposable coffee cups and empty pringles containers surrounding the small desk the hotel provided.
a knock on the door shook me out of my gamer mode. 'shit, i'm almost done with this boss can you like not dude' i shouted at the person in my head. the person rudely knocked again, and again.
"bro, give me a sec i'm almost done with this boss," i shouted at them. so close, i had the boss in my sights it would only be a few seconds for me to bring him down.
a loud bang erupted from the door, but i was too focused on the game to see who it was.
"why the hell are you wasting your time on that stupid video game," an Australian accent shouted over the music. i already knew who it was.
"and why the hell are you wasting your time on judging my life choices," i bluntly fired back. a couple more hits and i would kill my opponent.
"god, i just need to do it with someone," he growls.
"that's nice, why didn't you go with them then," i asked, not looking up from my screen, the boss was almost finished.
"because i always end up being the responsible one, plus Ashton's too clingy when he's drunk and Michael automatically has three chicks on him once he has a shot of scotch, then Calum always ends up getting shit faced drunk and cries in the bathroom the whole time that he isn't emotionally ready to go out and party since his cat died, he's never had a fucking cat, ever," Luke ranted.
"uh huh, hey did you close the door when you came in?" i asked, mashing my fingers on the keyboard. YES!! he's finally dead, i pumped my fists in the air excitedly. i furiously looked at the things that he dropped to see if it was the matching shield and sword i wanted for my barbarian. then i saw them," holy shit, oh my god yes," i loudly cheered, i did a little dance in my seat.
"you are such a loser," he chuckled. he went to shut the door he came in from.
i scoffed and logged out of the game, turning to find him jumping and landing on Logan's bed.
"get off of there, you idiot," i warned him," Logan is going to kill you,"
"she'll deal with it," he shrugs.
"you think that now," i sighed.
"what are you doing here anyway," i asked going on twitter and tweeting about my achievement. yes i live a sad life, you don't need to tell me twice.
"i told you, i just need to do it with someone," he exclaims.
"then go down stairs and find a groupie in the casino it's not that hard, they're everywhere," i said.
"i can't because they'll end up taking pictures and it'll be all over twitter," he nags.
"that sounds like a personal problem to me," i mutter back. i turned the t.v. on and flipped to MTV, Ridiculousness was on. i was softly giggling at a cat that jumped off the roof and fell into a pool.
"what should i do, Andy? i just want to do it," he complained, his voice was muffled as he smashed a pillow into his face, i was holding myself back from pressing it harder and silencing him for good, but you see that's illegal.
"go to a hooker, there are a bunch downstairs, i'm sure their crusty vaj's would love to have something under the age of thirty," i mumbled. he started laughing, but i just thought he was laughing at the t.v. show.
"yeah yeah whatever," he said, he shifted over the side of the bed and sat on mine.
"i was thinking of something else," he said leaning closer to me.
"monopoly?" i asked, holding up the board game that we always brought with us. i held it in between us but he took it and threw it on the other bed, this was BAD.
"no, not that," he shook his head.
"uh, Scrabble?" i asked, getting off of the bed.
"Andy, i think we both know what game i want," he said following me.
"uh, is it a video game? i have plenty of those, and i'm sure Michael has more." i offered jumping over the beds and walking around the small walk way we had in the hotel.
"nah, i have better things in mind" he said finally grabbing around my waist.
"no no no, no you don't," i said trying to get out of his grip, he roughly shoved me back on the bed.
"oh yeah i do, i really do," he said, leaning down closer, i was trying to push myself into the mattress to see if i could get farther away from him.
"what is it then," i asked.
"Shoots and Ladders," he said into my ear. i blankly looked at his smug face.
i smacked him.
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after eight whole games of shoots and ladders i was tired, there was still a huge hand print on his left cheek. soon six people stumbled drunkenly into the the room.
"that was great guys," Ashton slurred, he was hanging off Cas's shoulder, who looked angry, she gets angry when she drunk. Logan was being carried by Michael who looked like the most put together of the group.while Mel just giggled and went to be supported by the wall only to realize there wasn't one there so she fell,Calum was trying to catch her but the alcohol slowed his movements. so it just looked like he was swinging his arms around.
"well that happened, i'm gonna go and put the boys to bed, and i hope you do the same for the girls." Luke said getting up, he went to hug me which i wasn't expecting. we did have a good time tonight but it was still odd that he was freely hugging me, it's not like i cared...right?
"yeah of course," i said, starting to drag Logan to her recently re-made bed.
"ok, see you tomorrow," he waved, leading the boys out of the room.
"c'mon girls tomorrow you're gonna hate life." i said tucking Logan in to bed and helping Mel up leading a sobbing Cas to their room. she was sad the Ashton had left her to stand on her own.
"ok girls goodnight," i said after tucking them in.
"w-wait, i got something to tell you," Cas said waving me over.
"what is it Cas?"
"the boys told us something," she said gesturing to Mel and her. Mel was already asleep, snoring softly.
"and it is?" i said playing along with her game.
"Luke likes Andy," she said, she reached up and mushed her finger over my mouth to silence me,"but shh! don't tell her, they don't want her to know."
"ok ok," i said pulling away from her hand and laughing slightly, what a joke. i left their room to go to ours and fell on to my bed, you could hear Logan's heavy breathing as she slept.
i soon fell asleep, cuddled into my pillow.
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