American Tragedy

Guzzle Guzzle

It was now morning and all the guys except Charlie were asleep. Fuck, Charlie couldn't even think about sleeping, not with what happened last night. It went horrible and he felt bad for what he said to his best friend Johnny. He didn't mean any of it but sometimes he lost his temper way to easily. He took another sip of his coffee and sighed, trying to waken himself up. 

"Hey..." a voice said, walking into the room and padding over to where Charlie was sitting, taking a seat next to him. 

"Morning, Matty," he replied back, not really in the mood to talk. 

Matty shifted uncomfortably, running a hand through his curly hair, "What happened last night? With Johnny?" he asked. 

Charlie seriously didn't want to go into it, he was tired, a little depressed and completely and utterly confused about his feelings. But Matty was a good person and he was only trying to help, so with a slight pause, he answered back, "Nothing much, man. Doesn't matter," clearly he wasn't a very good liar cause Matty laughed and shook his head. 

"Dude, I can tell when you're lying, I've known you for years. Good try though," his hand went to Charlie's shoulder and he looked at him with a small smile, trying to be comforting. Charlie hated when Matty was like this because it was hard to keep things inside when he looked at you that way. Matty was such a fucking nice asshole and he hated it. "I won't judge you," he added, just to make sure Charlie knew that. He did. 

"Fine.. Johnny tried to kiss me last night," he admitted, not even having the energy to be embarrassed. 

Matty should be surprised, but he wasn't. At all. He knew Johnny liked Charlie in some way, but he wasn't sure in what capacity. But now it all made sense... "Did you kiss him back?"

"I don't know and that's the problem. I can't fucking remember." 

"Do you remember anything about it..?" 

Charlie tried to think back to last night, "I just remember Johnny telling me he loved me, and then he tried to kiss me, and I was so horrible Matty, the things I said..."

Matty pressed a kiss to the side of his friends head, "He'll forgive you. He knows you're his best friend."

Charlie shook his head, leaning into Matty, "I hope you're right."

Matty cleared his throat, wanting to ask a question but being scared Charlie would just tell him to fuck off when he was being so bare with his feelings right now, which he never did, "Can I ask you something? And please don't get pissed at me."

"Hmm," was all Charlie said. 

Right. Here we go.. "Do you, uh, like him back?"

"I don't know." 

Time to dig deeper into this mess. "How would you feel if he left the band?" 

"I wouldn't care!"

"Lies. Charlie, it's time you stopped denying yourself the pleasure of being with someone who truly loves you."

Charlie frowned, "What the hell are you going on about?"

Matty got up and stood in front of him, crossing his arms, "All you've ever done is been with people who've just used you for your money, your looks, or whatever. Johnny really loves you and if you allow him to, you can be happy."

He didn't want to listen to this shit, he wanted to go out and get drunk and fuck a girl, but he knew Matty would stop him. What was the use of even trying? "I'm not gay." 

Matty raised an eyebrow, "Is that what this is about? You're scared of being judged?"

"I'm not fucking gay, Matt. I've never been interesed in men and I'm still not," he insisted, staying calm even though inside he was anything but. 

"Is it possible you could be bi-sex--?"

"No," Charlie interrupted before he could even finish the question. There was no way in this world he was bi-sexual. He didn't play that way. He liked women and that's it. But.. Johnny.. ah, fuck him right now. 

Matty threw his hands up in the hair with an exasperated sigh, "What more can I do? I'm trying to help you here!"

"You're not helping! Just messing with my head. Why is it so hard for your to accept that I don't like Johnny in that way?" 

"I'm done with this. You're lying to Johnny, you're lying to me and most importantly, you're lying to yourself. You need to man the fuck up," he shouted before open the door and walking out, the door slamming back with force. 

What a nice morning. 

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A week had passed since the club incident and more or less things were back to normal. They were all in the studio messing around with eachother, trying to practice their songs they were going to perform at tonight's concert. Funny was high on weed, as usual and he could barely rap his own parts in guzzle guzzle, which in turn had the rest of the guys laughing. 

"Guess he's taking the 'smoke a spliff' to the next level," Danny whispered, nudging J with a smirk. 

J nudged him back, "Yeah, I know. Tonight he'll be back to normal though.. when he comes down off his high," he said quietly, glancing at Funny who was now doing some weird as fuck dance during the instrumental. 

Charlie and Johnny were off in the corner of the room, shaking their heads at Funny, "That dancing is the gayest thing I've ever seen," Johnny commented, cringing at the situation. Charlie agreed, thinking: you are the gayest thing in this room, motherfucker. 

Danny began to sing his lines in the song, Funny still doing this weird thing with his hips which put Danny off. He cracked up laughing halfway through doing his part which in turn made everyone else crack up.

It was good to be back to normal.

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"Alright motherfuckers, you know what time it is! This is gonna be our last song.. comin' in hot, enjoy!" Charlie scene shouted over the loud audience screaming. The music started and off they went with the performance. 

After they had finished, they were all at a bar downing a few drinks. "Hey, I'm just gonna get another round," Johnny notified, getting up from their table and making his way over to the bar. Charlie watched Johnny, and then saw a girl making her way over to him, her body language clear. Fuck, she was flirting with Johnny and he was jealous. 

Ah, shit. He loved him. He was doomed. 

Finally Charlie admits to himself that he likes Johnny! I'm thinking next chapter the boys speak it out with eachother, not sure if they should get together yet though. (?) Also, does anyone want to see Aron in this? (Deuce) I love that guy. Hope you liked this chapter!