Pete's Pov
After the show we decided to have a couple of drinks in the Panic! bus. To celebrate our first show, Brendon said we all did celebrate, but apart with our own bands. We couldn't go out and celebrate because we had to play another show tomorrow night.
"Okay guys, Thanks for the drinks, but Josh and I are going to bed."
"No what? Come on guys stay a little longer" Brendon says, he sounded way to drunk. I felt a little buzzed, but I continue to drink.
"No thanks, see you guys later... Hopefully sober." we all said goodnight while the headed out.
Patrick, Joe, Brendon, Dallon and I were the only ones left drinking. Both Andy and Spencer celebrated it with water, which was fine by us... Except when they started taking the bottles away.
"Noo! Andybear" Joe said.
"You guys had enough, we agreed to a couple of drinks, not four whole bottle of liquor." Spencer says.
I think they were referring to Joe, Patrick and Brendon. They were by far the most hammered, I just felt a little buzzed and so did Dallon.
"I think there is no way I'm getting them back on the other bus." I heard Andy say to Spencer.
"Its fine, they can all stay here, you can take my bed if you want to stay with Joe."
He nodded, "Yeah that will be best."
"Okay, I'll just sleep on the twenty one pilot bus and your bus can be empty tonight I guess."
"That's fine by me."
"ONE MORE DRINK!" the trio started shouting I couldn't help but laugh.
"NO more for tonight... God you guys act like your five years old."
"Fine, but tomorrow we celebrate on the Fall Out Bus!" Brendon shouted.
"Yay!"
Spencer helped Brendon up and Dallon followed them, while Andy was helping Joe get up, getting them to bed... It was only Patrick and I.
"What... What are you doing Trick?" I said as Patrick sat on my lap.
"Looking..."
"Looking for what?"
"Your eyes I can't stop staring at them, there just as pretty as when we met... I loves your eyes."
"I love your eyes too."
He laughed, "I loves your hair too!" he says tangling his fingers through my hair. "Remember when it was longer."
I smiled, "I remember."
"I loves your hair, why did you cut it?"
"Because... I didn't like it anymore."
He giggled, "I liked it... And your lips" He says tracing them with his fingers. "Soo soft."
He was definitely drunk, Patrick would have never said anything like this to me before. I just needed to push him off me and sent him to bed.
"I want to kiss you... Can I kiss you?" he asked innocently.
I nodded slowly, not caring about anything but this moment. I felt his lips on mine, it started out slow, but it became more heated and desperate.
I pulled away, I can't do this. I can't take advantage of this, I have a girlfriend and Patrick is going to get married.
I felt his lips once again on mine, I pulled him away again. "Patrick no, we can't do this you are getting married soon and I have Meagan."
"Shhh, they don't need to know, you want this as much as I do. I need this, to forget everything I love about you."
For a moment, I felt like Patrick was sober, especially on that last part. I kissed him again, before carrying him out of the bus and into our bus.
(Let's just get this story going)
