Chapter Seven ~ Secret

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i decided to update this because i don't care (by fall out boy) what i put up, i just really need some fillers because the good stuff shall be happening soon. and yes, the music video is weird. i know.

Phil's P.O.V.

When I reached our fraternity, I really hoped whatever PJ's problem was wouldn't be too bad.

That hope apparently didn't help much.

Before I even got to the door I heard loud music pumping from inside the house. And as I walked in, the music became even louder.

"PJ! PJ, what the hell did you do?!" I yelled into the crowd even though yelling wouldn't even sound very loud over all of the noise in here.

PJ runs downstairs, motioning for me to go to him. I run through the large group of people and meet PJ at the stairs.

"Ok... So this is really bad. I didn't plan to party today and some kids were like 'Oi, PJ! When's the next party?' and I was like 'Uh, not today,'" -he rolled his eyes as he said that- "and then they were like 'That must mean today! Hey, we'll bring the people and some other stuff and you just stay here! Great idea, dude!' So that's what happened."

"Why don't you just kick everyone out?" That sounded like the most obvious answer to me.

"Well... Yes I could do that. But then again there's a small problem..." He said that part very quietly. Quiet enough for me not to hear him in a room full of yelling people. So he honestly was just talking at normal volume.

"And that is?"

"Someone brought drugs. I don't know who it is or why they brought it, but it's here and there might also be some brownies here. I hope they're ok at least."

"I see how that is a problem, but you could still tell everyone to leave. I mean we'll throw out the brownies just to be sure, but if you don't want this to escalate, this is your only solution."

He sighs,"I just don't want people to spread around that our parties always have drugs, I mean, we could get into big trouble. But I guess you're right. Can you start cleaning things up? I'll help in a sec." PJ walks past me and into the lounge, going directly toward the speakers, pulling the cord out of the socket. The music stops and everyone looks at PJ.

Yeah, he looks like the bad guy here.

"Hey, newsflash! Get out! Party's over, and someone can take those brownies home if they want." PJ says, pointing to the tray of brownies which someone scurries to take. Either that person wants what's in them or they just really like brownies.

The large crowd eventually thins and it's finally calm. Or just calmer than it was before.

PJ falls onto the couch letting out a loud sigh. He looks up at me, giving me a sorry look.

I look around the room seeing empty cups left on the floor and placed randomly on tables, some stains on the carpet that weren't there before, and crumbs of fallen foods in just about every piece of carpet that there was. That would mean a lot of vacuuming and manual labor, which I wasn't quite ready to start right now.

"Are you good?" I ask. He nods, leaning farther back into the couch, adding a shrug at the end.

"Then I'm going to my room. Have a fun time down here." I walk upstairs to my room and lay on my bed, quickly falling asleep.

a/n-
i really like this song because of pretty little liars. and js i used to love PLL but idk this season just didn't seem worth watching right now. ill watch it but i just didn't want to watch it now. ive only seen the first episode of the new season

didn't proof read

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