Reach For The Stars (Dallas Liu & Ian Ousley)

7

Star's POV

I woke up feeling cold and dizzy. I sat up and the room was spinning and quite truthfully I still feel a bit drunk. The feeling of wanting to throw up was there but I wasn't sure if I could.

Ian! I wonder how he's doing. With barely any energy I managed to get myself out of bed. 

I walked over to their room and didn't see either of the boys. They must be in the living room, "Good morning." I say as I approach them.

"Star! Good morning." Dallas gets up from his seat and walks over to me. "How are you feeling?" 

"Um a bit hung over." I quietly laugh. "Ian, how are you feeling?" 

"Good morning Star." Ian says muffled.

"Not so great, huh." I say looking at Dallas. 

He bites his cheek shaking his head no. "I ordered breakfast, I was waiting for it to get here to wake you up." 

"That's so sweet, thank you." 

I go sit next to Ian and lay my head on his shoulder. "You crazy boy." 

"Ugh I'm sorry." Ian says.

"Don't apologize to me, Dallas was looking after us all night. Poor boy." I inform him.

"Dallaasssss." 

Even hung over I'm not sure how this boy radiates so much energy.

"What?" Dallas shuffles over to us. 

"I love you." Ian tells him.

"Okay." Dallas looked slightly annoyed.

Our breakfast arrived and we ate, it felt so nice to have something in my stomach that wasn't liquor.  

"Did we even eat yesterday?" I ask. 

"I honestly can't remember." Ian says munching on his breakfast burrito. 

Dallas didn't respond.

"I woke up early and got our luggage ready." He tells Ian. "We have to head to the airport in an hour." 

"Awe thank you babe." Ian jokes around with him. 

Dallas gets up and takes his food to the room.

"Okay..." Ian awkwardly says.

Silence fills the room.

"We need to apologize." I speak up.

"I did!" 

"A real apology." I lift my brow. "You don't sound like you mean it." I take a sip of my orange juice. 

"What does that mean?" 

"It sounds like you're messing around." I shrug my shoulders.

"What?!  How?!" He frantically says.

"Ian." I sigh. "Just sincerely apologize. We both need to, the whole night he was looking after us and let us have a good time while all we did was worry him." 

"You're right. I don't mean to make it sound like I'm joking. I did get carried away, I was just so excited." 

"Hey, I'm not judging you for being excited. I get it." I tell him.

"Come on, lets go." Ian says getting up. 

We stand by the door of Dallas' room, "Can we come in?" I ask.

He looks at us and offers a half smile.

I nudge Ian to go in and we climb onto the bed with him. 

"Dallas, I'm sorry I got carried away last night and treating it like a joke. I should have been more responsible and stopped at my limit." Ian starts.