Don't Make Me Reply In All Caps (Boyxboy)

HALLELUJAH

(NOTICE: SUPER DUPER IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE AT THE END PLEASE READ AS IF YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT HOLY FUCK)

(Joe's POV)

3 hours after Troye insinuated the biggest pillow fight I've ever participated in, everyone was dying slowly on the floor. It was 2 am and I was pretty sure I was almost dead.

"Do you think Ryan Ross is really 5'11", because Brendon is 5'9" and Ryan is my tiny son-" Troye said, panting.

"Enough about this Ryan Ross!" Tyler exclaimed.

"Why? Are you jealous of my son?"

"Who exactly is Ryan Ross?" Zoe chimed in.

"My son," Troye answered in monotone.

"I'm not fairly local on the music front," Jim said.

"Am I more than you bargained for yet?" Troye asked.

"Yes. Yes you are." I was way too tired to find out who Ryan Ross was so I opted to stay silent.

"Hey guys?" Alfie rasped.

"Yeah?" We answered gloomily.

"I don't mean to be a party pooper but can we go to bed? There's literally nothing for us to do."

He was right, Louise was knocked out and I could see that Marcus was struggling to stay awake.

We gathered our sleeping bags in the middle and scrunched together for body heat. Caspar was right beside me, I could hear the rhythm of his heartbeat thumping rapidly.

"I'm gonna put some music on," Troye grumbled, getting his phone.

"Ohh! A moment you'll never remember. And a night you'll never forget! Ohh!" The song softly began.

"What is this?" Caspar asked.

"All you sinners stand up, sing hallelujah!"
The song suddenly got louder and more upbeat.

"Troye?!" Caspar asked again.

"It's Panic! At The Disco's new single, duh. It's called Hallelujah and personally, I've been waiting my entire life for this," Dan answered for him.

"I swear I'm gonna die," Tyler mumbled in his slumber.

"Their new single was released on 4/20," I giggled.

Everyone laughed a bit before the deafening, awkward silence returned once again.

"Can't we play something a bit slower? So we can all fall asleep faster, I mean," Caspar asked.

"I'd play Northern Downpour but I'd rather not die inside, thanks," Dan mumbled.

I couldn't sleep, especially with all these people near me. I rolled out of my sleeping bag and sat up.

"Where are you going, Joe?" Zoe asked groggily.

"To get water," I lied.

"Get me some?" Phil asked.

"Yeah, sure," I replied.

I snuck into Caspar's room and went out the window, I desperately craved fresh air. I sat on the wide ledge, the street was obviously empty and silent. After all, it was like nine in the afternoon.

Nine in the afternoon. I repeated that last thought inside my head. Great, I'm losing it.

"I thought is find you here," A voice murmured in my ear.

I jumped slightly before facing Caspar.

"Oh, it's just you," I gasped, placing my heart over my poor heart.