Henry X William

Last Friday Night-: Past

Kinda parody or lyric thing but it's a story. Inspired by uhhhhhhhh yeah

William Lia Afton: I woke up to a hard raging pain in the side of my head. "Ugh... There's a pounding in my head.." I grunted, rubbing my skull with my first finger and thumb. I felt soft arms wrapped around my waist. I turned and fell off the bed as I stared in shock at the sandy-haired man. "HENRY'S IN MY BED!?" I felt shreds stabbing into my elbows and forearms. I looked down. "FUCKING GLITTER ALL OVER THE ROOM!" That's gonna be such a pain to clean. 

  I stood up. "WHY THE FUCK DO I HAVE A LIMP!?" I walked out of the room closing the door behind me. I walked outside onto the stone porch. "PINK FLAMINGO'S IN THE POOL!" Are those REAL!? 

  The stench of alcohol and sweat was almost unbearable as I lifted my arms to shoo the flamingos. "I smell like a minibar..." I muttered, as two flamingos ran for their lives. I looked to my left to see.... "There's a Dj passed out in the yard," I announced, officially not giving a fuck. "IS THAT ELIZABETHS DOLL!?" I felt two arms wrap around me from behind. A very tired and confused Henry. "Barbies on the barbaque?" He asked with a slight head tilt. I just shrugged and closed the lid. 

I stared at myself in the mirror and turned to Henry, pointing at a red and purple mark below my caller-bone. "Is this a hickey or a bruise?" It was his turn to shrug. The other male pulled out his phone and gave a stupid smirk, showing me the front Instagram photo. It was of me under him making out on the table. I'll kill who took that... I blushed. Pictures were updated last night. "Pictures up last night, ended up online," Henry said. "I'm screwed!" "Oh well." He shrugged again.

  "It's a blacked-out blur but, I'm pretty sure it ruled." He stated, adjusting his black-rimmed glasses. I sighed. "Damn." And nowwwwww it was coming back!? "Last Friday night Yeah, we danced on tabletops and we may have taken too many shots I think we kissed but I forgot-" We both turned a slight red tint, recalling a lot which didn't help our headaches. 

Henry's eyes widened and narrowed at the blaring white screen. "Yeah, we maxed our credit cards." I felt my jaw drop. There were like fifteen hundred on thereeeee! A very angry email popped up. "Andd got kicked out the private bar." He checked his map search history. "So, we hit the boulevard!" He chuckled and I couldn't help but, a slight smile. 

  I felt something in my pocket and opened it, three fucking tickets!? FIVE HUNDRED!? I covered my face now back to stress. "Yeah, I think we broke the law..." I said, holding out the tickets. "We always say we're gonna stop.." "Whoa!" I heard from the pool. Elizabeth was staring at a flamingo in awe. I facepalmed. 

  Henry's eyes lit up after work. He grabbed my wrist. "DO IT ALLLLLLL AGAIN!" "BUT THIS FRIDAY NIGHT-" I was about to protest but Henry interrupted. "DO IT ALLLLLLL AGAIN!" *!* He dragged me into his car. 

I woke up with a pixie stick in my hair and not wearing underwear. My head hurt like hell. I sat there nacked, pulling the sheets over my pail body. "Trying to connect the dots...." I muttered, trying to re-call last night. FUCK! Today is a work Saturday. I'll call in sick. I picked up my phone. "Don't know what to tell my boss!...." I chewed my bottom lip in fear. 

I looked outside to see my black Seana was no longer in the drive. "CRAP!" "THINK THE CITY TOED MY CAR!" I through on a grey bathrobe and walked out of the bedroom. I stepped on a shard of clear glass and hissed. "Shandalerror on the floor!?" "Ripped my favorite party dress.." Linda muttered, laying on the wooden floor, dead inside. I frowned. She showed me her phone and I read the headlines. Blablabla.... Have you seen this- A PICTURE OF ME!? "WARRANTS OUT FOR MY ARREST!?" I shouted, shaking. "I think I need a ginger ale," I said, opening my fridge. 

  "That was such an epic FAIL!" She exclaimed, mascara running down her face. I did the thing I feared the most at the moment and opened my phone up. YEP. Me in a fucking sexy rabbet outfit dancing on tables with Linda, drinking. 

  *Sigh* "Pictures up last night." Linda cut me off, staring at her phone. "Ended up online?" I nodded. "I'M SCREWED!" She yelled. "Oh well..."  I muttered. "It's a blacked-out blur but, I'm pretty sure.. it RULED!" She smiled. I smiled back. My head hurtssssssssss! "Damn-" "Last Friday night-" I began. Linda followed. "Yeah, we danced on tabletops." Then Joey cut in. "And we took too many shots." Stuart the janitor walked in as well in a bathrobe. Red though. 

He walked into Joey's arms. Linda's mouth opened and then closed, the same with mine as he joined. "Think we kissed but, I forgot." So he kissed Joey again. Joey blushed. "Last Friday night," Henry said, wrapping arms around me, and gently kissing my neck. "We maxed our credit cards and got kicked out of ANOTHER bar." "So we hit the boulevard?" I asked. He nodded. 

  I scrolled through the newly updated photo's piecing together what happened. We went streaking in the park Skinny dipping in the dark." Linda once again added in. "Then I had a ménage à trois." "Whatever the fuck that is-" I chuckled. "Yeah, we broke the law," Joey said. "Always say we're gonna stoppp!" Stuart announced, digging his face into the raven's neck. "Woah!" Linda said, slipping on leftover alcohol. 

"Last Friday night," I said. The male behind me chimed in. "DO IT ALLLLL AGAIN!" "DO IT ALL AGAIN!?" I shouted, bewildered. He squeezed my waist, smirking, and nodded. "Do it all again?" Linda asked. I sighed. "Do it all again," Stuart yelled, giggling into Joey's neck. "This Friday night?!" I shouted. 

 "Finally work over..." I muttered. I walked outside and to my car only to find Henry, Joey, Stuart, Caral, and Linda already in the seat. I felt like I was about to scream. "Guysssss nooooooo!" I wined. "TGIF." Henry said. "TGIF." Added in Joey, bouncing in my driver's seat. "TGIF!" Shouted Caral. Fuck.... "TGIF!" Screamed Stuart. "TGIF!" Linda continued. I groaned and nodded, getting into my OWN CAR. 

  Like clockwork, I woke up at THREE THIRTY IN THE FUCKING MORNING! I rolled my eyes staring at Henry in my bed, once again. His hair was a mess. After getting everyone coffee I sat down at the table. "Yeah we danced on tabletops and we may have taken to MANY SHOTS." I began. Linda stared at Caral. "I think we kissed?" Caral raised a brawl. "Yeah, I forgot." He finished, rubbing his head. All of us had painful headaches. "Last Friday night," I said. "Last Friday night Yeah, we maxed our credit cards And got kicked out of the new bar so we hit the boulevard are go too." 

  Linda giggled. Last Friday night We went streaking in the park skinny dipping in the dark!"  "Then I had  a ménage à trois!" She announced proudly. Not knowing what it was. I laughed. Caral sipped his coffee. "Yeah we broke the law again and we always say we're gonna *Sip* stop." We nodded in agreeance, but work is just so stressful we need our Friday nights. NEED EM.  

  I finished work and walked into Henry's office, grabbing his arm. He looked at me confused. I stared into his lushes eyes and smiled. "It's Friday night." He said, trying to think. Then I muttered. "Do it all again...~" I picked him up and walked out, to go collect the others.