The Look Of Knowledge

18. Before They Make Me Run

Julian

"Hey! Fab!" She exclaimed standing up and hugging him. "What's up guys?"

"Mika!" Nick hugged her too.

"How've you been?" I heard Rich's voice and immediately stood up.

"Sup Jules" Albert and Nick patted my back while Niko greeted Mika too.

"Your eyes are so fucking bloodshot red man!" Fab overreacted. "Where is that shit?"

"Is he drunk?" I asked Albert as we all got into the house.

"We're all fucking hammered, dude" he said taking out a pack of cigarettes from the front pocket of his jacket. "Did you fuck her?" He quietly whispered as I closed the door behind us. Everyone sat down on the couches except Mika and Niko who went to the kitchen.
I glanced at Albert, he was looking pretty impatient.

"We actually got secretly married" I joked.

"C'mon, man!" He begged as we walked towards the couches as well, but I ignored him. I was probably gonna tell him eventually but I didn't think it was appropriated.

However, Rich was sitting right where I fucked Mika. I think I might have chuckled out loud because everyone looked at me.

"What's so funny, dude?" Rich asked.

"I'm high as fuck, don't mind me. You guys brought beer?" I asked to avoid getting into a conversation with him.

I know, my relationship with Rich seems weird. The truth is... we had been very good friends since Ryan became our manager, we all got along really well and it went on for many years. But with Rich things were different. As soon as we started to get all that recognition from the music industry and mostly the media, he drifted away from the band.

He took good care of his job and still hung out with us but he wasn't there. He became this cocky dude I couldn't see through. Like he built up a wall between him and us.

Later I found out why he became that person but at that moment I didn't know and didn't care either. I was just focused on the fact that he liked the same girl as me and I didn't like him. So... yeah. That's the story.

"Yeah, we got a couple six-packs, and Jagërmaister 'cause Fab swore to god his stomach was begging for it" Albert said putting his feet on the table in front of him. "Oh, and snacks too, Niko went to the kitchen to help Mika put the stuff in bowls and cute girly shit".

"That's good. Fab, where's Drew? Wasn't she hanging out with you guys tonight?" I asked.

"Um.. I think.. Wait. Where is Drew?" Fab slurred snapping out of some deep drunkely thought. Nick looked at him blankly for a few seconds.

"She went home, man! I told you twice since we left the bar" he rolled his eyes at him and stood up. "Why the fuck are they taking so long?" He muttered heading to the kitchen.

"What's up with this one?" I asked curiously. Then I noticed I was talking too much, you know, not that much but a lot more than the usual.

"He's just bummed 'cause his girl was busy so he couldn't get his dick wet" Rich said lighting up a smoke.

"I need three shots in a row" I heard Nick coming back from the kitchen. "You got the snacks?" He asked putting down some beers and the bottle of Jagërmaister on the table in front of us.

"Nikolai has them" Mika's voice filled my ears as she arrived behind Nick bringing some beers. She gave everyone a bottle leaving me for last.

"You want one?" She asked turning and offering me a bottle. I took it and thanked her. She half smiled and sat on the arm of the couch I was occupying.
Niko arrived with his arms full of snacks and we all threw ourselves around the bowls as he placed them on the table.