Waddup? [Jastin]

XLII

omg I haven't updated since for evah. I think this is the longest I've gone without updating. A week and two days.
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John POV

"Huh? What are y'all looking at?" I ask curiously. There's a crowd laughing, whispering, and pointing in the lobby.

I make my way in front of the crowd and see Jason sleeping on a couch. What the actual fuck.

"What does he think he's doing?" I hear man's voice say in disapproval.

"What a hoser!" a woman says with evident amusement.

Okay, I don't know what a hoser is, but it sounds like hoe, so it must be an insult. I glare at them, and kneel next to Jason. No one can make fun of him except me.

"Stop staring! Go away!" I snap at them.

Everyone retreats, and I shake Jason. I repeat his name over again, but he doesn't respond. He's not dead, right? I put my hand on his chest, and feel his heartbeat. I sigh in relief. Well, that's good. I spray him with cheese hoping he'll at least move. When he doesn't do anything, I call Alex.

"Yeah, I just found him like that. He smells horrible. I think he's been drinking," I say through the phone.

"What an idiot my brother is. Where are Justin and Ryan? Maybe they can help you carry Jason to our room. I can't help you, sorry. I kind of went to a Halloween Pageant."

"Fine," I say annoyed. I hang up, and go to the receptionist who's at the desk.

"Do you have a bag?" I ask.

She hands me a bag, and I put my phone, the cheese spray, and the present Jason gave to Justin. What a relief. Heck, I've been carrying these the whole time at the party, and it's been impeding me from doing things I want to do. I was practically Irish dancing and tap dancing because I couldn't use my arms to dance.

"Hey, do you know what exactly happened," I say lowly motioning to the passed out Jason.

She turns to a bright color of red, but quickly replaces it with an unamused face.

"Your friend was snogging with some other guy, and the other guy left him without saying anything. It was really inappropriate, disgusting, and it will not be tolerated here. Tell your friend that if he repeats such things here-"

"Yeah, I don't care," I say cutting her off. I turn around and leave her furious.

I take my phone out, and message Ryan.

J: help me. Jason passed out & I'm not strong enough to carry him

R: okay, I'll be right there

J: u don't even know where I am, stupid

R: where are you

J: at the lobby

R: be right there

Before I can even say bananarama, Ryan is already entering the lobby. Literally, I'm not even kidding.

"How the hell did you come here so fast?" I ask bewildered.

"I was already walking to here when you texted me."

"Oh."

Ryan grabs Jason under his knees, and I grab him under his arms. We lift him up.

"Gosh, how much does he weigh?" Ryan grunts.

"A hundred and twenty-seven," I say.

"How do know that?" Ryan asks raising an eyebrow at me.

"We're close," I say with a smirk realizing he's probably jealous.