The Grey

Chapter 10 - Get Out My Head

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Nicks P.O.V

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We've been back in the home for about a week. Our Europe tour went amazing but we haven't slowed down since getting home. Between the studio and Noah's little plan for when Margo gets here I don't think any of us have managed to catch our breath.

"Aw fuck, maybe we should cancel?" Noah says taking a seat next to me on the sofa obviously stressed.

"Why?" I ask not looking up from the T.V.

"Shes gonna be so tired when she gets here." Noah huffs.

"Bro, it's too late to cancel." I say pausing the game I'm playing on the T.V.

"Fuck... I know." Noah runs his hands through his hair.

"Look, we haven't invited loads of people. If she's really not digging it when she gets here we'll just cancel last minute. Just let's not invite anymore people." I explain and Noah nods.

"Yeah I guess... she'll be here in soon. Gotta get this place looking good." Noah stands clearly deciding to take on the cleaning tasks himself.

"Want a hand?" I ask Noah's nodding in reply instantly.

"Please." He smiles and I turn off the T.V. Getting up to help him. "What do you wanna tackle and I'll do the other."

"I'll hoover and tidy in here." I say.

"Bet. I'll do the rest. Thanks dude, I owe you one." Noah says darting out the room.

"Too fucking right you owe me one."

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"Fucksake how much longer are they gonna be? I feel stupid with this dumb party hat on." Folio groans as I hear Noah's car on the gravel outside.

"Shut up. We're all having to wear them." I argue back thinking the party hats are actually quite funny.

"Shh." Jolly hisses at us as the front door opens.

"Welcome Home!!" We all shout and I let off a party popper whilst Jolly blows on a party horn.

I glance behind Margo and notice that Noah is trying to contain his excitement. He's so happy she's here it's sweet to see him like this.

"Stop that's so cute. Thanks guys." Margo says hugging us one by one. Margo looks around taking in the streamers and banners that we put up once Noah left to pick her up. "You guys are too sweet." She smiles her eyes becoming glassy.

"Yeah we always greet Noah like this when he gets home." Folio jokes making Margo giggle as Noah wraps his arms around her and I walk into the kitchen to where all the plastic solo cups are stacked along with the alcohol.

"Are you guys actually having a party." Margo asks noticing the cups.

"Yeah, we thought we would throw you a welcome party." I reply leaning against the kitchen counter.

"We can cancel, you're tired. We didn't really think it through. We kinda just planned it without thinking and then when you called in the airport, I felt bad and thought about cancelling then but we organised it last week." Noah explains.

"No, no it's okay that's really thoughtful. Don't cancel it." Margo replies and I'm glad that the parties still going ahead.

"Fuck yeah! Party's still happening!" I say pouring myself a drink.
 
Let's get this fucking show on the road.