*Dougie's POV*
When it got to around 11pm we had exhausted my music playlist and probably annoyed my neighbours to death so I decided it was time to go back inside. I rounded the boys up and we went into my living room, I got more alcohol and snacks out of the kitchen, we were all getting rather drunk now but may as well keep drinking. When I got back into the living room Danny had put his music and somehow someone had managed to turn on the Xbox and put FIFA on, it was probably Tom, I think he was the least drunk. He was like the father of the band, he would be the one looking after us in the early hours of the morning when we're all too drunk to even remember our own name.
Harry and Matt were already arguing over who was going to face Danny first, he was our reigning champion. Okay they've escalated to actually physically fighting over the controller, they're going to break it, I need to intervene.
"Boys!" I yelled, everyone turned to look at me.
"How about Harry and Matt play the first game, then winner plays Danny?" I suggested.
"Yes" James and Tom said in sync.
"Fine" Harry and Matt agreed and Danny handed over the other controller.
"Good, play nicely now" I mocked.Harry lost, which caused him to sulk. I handed him a beer to cheer him up. He'd get over it quickly it's just a game after all. This meant Matt was going to play Danny.
After a lot of shouting at the TV and at the boys, the final whistle blew.
The drum rolls on the floor started.
The winner was...
DANNY
Still our reining champion.Honestly I'm not sure why we did the whole drum roll thing because there's a score on the screen while you're playing and obviously we knew how many goals had gone in but hey we're slightly drunk so who knows.
"Guys do you want to stay in and play some more drinking games or go out to the nearest club?" I asked, I'm not really sure how interesting it is at my house so maybe they'd want to go out.
"Yeah come on let's go to a club" Harry said, the others nodded in agreement.The next task was trying to put on shoes and tie laces while mildly drunk, I think Harry was probably the most drunk at this point, either that or he's just incapable of tying laces, Tom had to help him. Then I had to try and lock the door behind us. I made sure everyone was out then got out my key, Tom didn't even let me try he just took the key off me and locked the door himself. It was probably the easiest option to be honest.
The nearest club was a five minute walk down the road which is always preferable for times like these.
We entered the club, there was music blaring and people everywhere. Hopefully we wouldn't end up on a girl hunting trip as that sometimes happened when we went to the club. We bought some drinks and made our way to the dance floor. The YMCA was currently playing which threw us all into instant singing and dancing. Anytime I listened to the YMCA it made me laugh because Tom, Danny, Harry and I each had one letter tattooed on our foot, I have the A.
There were a lot of people in close proximity which made dancing slightly harder but we tried.
Just as I was thinking that I looked over to Harry who was next to me, we'd just reached the chorus of the song so he was going for the Y, as he flung his arms out he managed to whack Tom in the face, knocking his glasses across the floor. This caused uncontrollable laughter from the rest of us. Tom started scrambling round to find his glasses before someone stood on them but because he couldn't see very well it made the situation even more hilarious.After about 5 minutes of laughing there were tears streaming down my face, I had a stitch and I was basically lying on the floor. The rest of the boys had managed to stop laughing at this point but I was having a laugh attack, every time I thought it wasn't funny anymore I looked over to either Tom or Harry and it was instantly funny again. Tom looked incredibly embarrassed to be with me and so did Harry.
I felt them pick me up, oh god no, Harry was drunk this wasn't going to end well. They started walking over to the side of the room, carrying me, still laughing. We were almost there when I felt Harry's grasp slipping.
And I was on the floor, he'd dropped me. It didn't hurt, it just made the situation even funnier. Tom had now joined in the laughter and we were just 3 weirdos laughing in the corner of a club.
At this point the bouncers had decided we were drunk enough and it was time for us to leave. We collected all the rest of the boys and made our way down the street, still laughing.
We reached my front door, I got out my key and we fumbled around with the lock for a while. None of us were sober enough to have a steady hand to unlock the door. We must've been making quite a bit of noise as I could see my neighbour glaring at us out of their window. Surely the logical thing would be to help us so we'd go inside and shut up, apparently not.
Eventually either Matt or Tom managed to get the door open, I couldn't really see, it was probably a joint effort. We all cheered in celebration resulting in harder stares from the neighbours. We burst in through the door and rushed into the living room. We all took our shoes and outdoor clothes off before just lying on the sofas. I went to get more drinks from the kitchen.
*Harry's POV*
God, I'm drunk, this is going to kill in the morning.
Oh well, live in the moment.I was having a great time, everyone was together having fun.
Something had been niggling away in the back of my mind all night. I was having a great time don't get me wrong but there was just that little something there.
I can't decide if I'm overreacting or not.
Or if I'm just being plain stupid because I'm drunk.
But while I was in a hospital bed having been knocked out by my best friend, James was making out with my paramedic?
Twice?
Am I being stupid?
Should I talk to him? Or someone? Or wait till I'm sober?
But I'm not overreacting. Right?
A/N:
A slight odd boring chapter sorry. Thankyou for reading, feel free to vote, comment, share, you know the usual. I have just written the 1st chapter of a new fanfic called 'She's So Right For Me' so if you could check that out it'd mean a lot, thankyou!
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A Show Night Together (McBusted Fanfic)
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