After the Maine performed a few more new local bands performed. While that was happening we were basically eating, drinking beer (well mostly Michael, Scarlett and Luke) and getting more about each other.
Fall Out Boy and Panic! at The Disco are the last performers of the night. And they'll be on stage in a few minutes. They're my childhood bands, I never knew I would ever have the chance to watch them.
"How are you doing, LA?!" Brendon screamed which caused the crowd to roar louder.
"I'm Brendon, from Panic! at The Disco. Unfortunately, the rest of my band couldn't make it today! But thank god for Patrick Stump for letting me perform for you guys. Okay, let's start!" He said while putting is arm around Patrick who was smiling and laughing while holding his guitar.
There were so much happening in the concert. Brendon did his signature back flip and kept the crowd alive. There were some Pete and Patrick action along the way which made the whole crowd see jealous Brendon which was the cutest.
The concert lasted for about 2 hours. It's now 1 am in the clock and Scarlett had too much to drink. She was literally throwing up everywhere.
"Scarlett, are you okay?!" Michael asked Scarlett who was now on the floor barfing. "Oh god, El. Do something, I don't know what to do." Drunk Michael said. So he's that type of drunk.
I quickly got Scarlett's hand and carefully dragged her to the toilets.
"yOuReee soOooOo kin deLeanOorr." (You're so kind, Eleanor.)
"I loOooVeveveve yOu." (I love you.)
Then, she proceeds to barf even more.
"Elleaananoroooor. Mi iiichaeaLlLLLLs sOOOoo cUU treee. on My god No". (Eleanor, Michael is so cute. Oh my god, no.)
"Why'd deoes its sMelllZs so BAAAaaaaD here?!" (Why does it smell so bad here?)
Those were the words I kept on hearing from her which made me laugh yet concerned. She should've laid down with the drinks.
I kept on rubbing her back while she was kneeling down the toilet.
A few minutes later which felt like hours, we finally got out of the cube. She washed her face telling me she somehow feels better now.
"Are you all good?" Calum asked
"Yeah, she just had too much to drink, but it's alright."
"Oh, I hope she'll be okay." He said with worry.
Right now, I was worrying about how we'll get home. Uber doesn't accept drunk kids in their cars. Oh fuck.
Michael gave her a piggy back ride which made her fall asleep faster than she should've.
"Uhm, Calum? How are you guys gonna get home?" I asked him
"Oh, Ashton parked his car around the corner, do you guys need a ride?" He offered.
"Well, we would love a to have a ride, but we live 45 minutes or more away from here and I have no idea how to go home because Uber doesn't accept drunk kids and I might get reported and we wouldn't want that and I just really don't know what to do." I rambled
"Well, I guess if you guys would like you can sleep over at our place." Ashton suggested.
"Really? Are you sure? Because we wouldn't want to be a hassle to you guys and I-"
"El, Chill out. It's fine. You can stay there as long as you want actually we don't really care. Plus, I really wanna hang out with you more. We really need to get going." Calum said looking at Luke who was now pretending he was an airplane running around in circles with Michael who was still carrying Scarlett. (a/n: what the fuck Luke jsnsjsksn)
Ashton laughed and took a picture of it then afterwards called them over to go home. It was getting late anyways.
"Thank you so much you guys." I said getting in the Black car.
"Please don't kill us." Scarlett said in a kiddy voice which caused everyone to chuckle.
With that we were on the way to the band's place.
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ah yes pls imagine drunk luke running around in circles acting as if he's an airplane
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