Everyone Deserves A Happy Ending **In Editing**

Chapter 4

*The next morning*

I woke up to groaning and realized I wasn't just laying next to Jinxx anymore, I was actually laying on top of him...How the fuck did this happen. I didn't get off him though because he was still sleeping and he he had his arms around me. It was nice.

Then I heard someone mumble "Shit" and yell "Everyone get the fuck up!!!" It was Andy. He walked through the bunks ripping the curtains open, then he stopped at Jinxx and me. He just face palmed and walked away. I got off of Jinxx, who was now awake. He got out of bed and I got out when he was out of the way.

He looked at Andy and said "Dude, what the hell? It's like 6 in the morning."

Andy looked at him and said "Noo. Its 1:45. We have soundcheck in an hour!"

Jinxx yelled "Oh SHIT!" And ran into the bathroom. The next hour was hell. I just sat crossed-legged on the couch, staying out of the way. Finally they were all sitting down and their hair was all wet.

*15 minutes later*

The guys had left to go to their soundcheck and I stayed behind. I took a shower and got dressed. I shaved again and I straightened my hair. I applied my eye liner, heavy, and put on a shirt with a stick figure that had a razor and was lying a blood bath. The caption was "Me, Myself and Time goes on forever." I had seen this shirt at a store and I had to have it because it was how I felt at the time. I put on black pants with blood red designs streaking down from the hips to about my knees, kind of looking like blood dripping down. This was the darkest outfit I had, mood and color wise. I walked out into the living room and flopped on the couch. I turned on the TV and watched NCIS. I was staring to fall asleep about 2 1/2 hours later when my phone rang. I sat up and picked it up off the floor. It was Jinxx.

"Hello?"

"Hey...The concert is over, but we have an unplanned signing, so we will be out for about another hour, is that ok?"

"Ya..."

"Ok....Bye."

"Bye." I hung up my phone and set it on the table by my head. I looked at the clock and it was 6 now. Damn it was still early. I texted Andy.

"Hey, is it ok if I go out???"

"Ya sure, no bars though...And stay safe...."

"AWWWW WHYYY?????"

"Because. How old are you??? Oh yea...16! You're, like, wayy under age. No. Bars."

I rolled my eyes and texted him "Fine...."There was no was I was going to listen to him. I was going to go out to a bar.

*3 hours later*

I sat in the hard, cold chair of the police station. Maybe I should have listened to Andy because I was caught for underage drinking....Again. The cops were called and they picked me up and called none other than Andy....Just fucking great. I was beyond drunk and he was coming to pick me up after he had told me no bars...I heard a jingle on the door and looked up. Andy and the rest of the guys were standing there. After about 30 minutes, they decided to let me go after Andy made up a story that was partly true and they drove me home. Ashley carried me up to the tour bus and laid me on the couch. I passed out immediately.