Jaiden

Chapter 5

Okay. Here is a shortish chapter. i think its pretty good, but your the judge of that. have fun reading.

Chapter 5 (Show)

It was Friday the day of our gig. I was happy and excited. I had been going over to the boys everyday to practice. Wes and I have sort of made up. He and Drew have been avoiding the topic of Chase and have only talked about the gig today. I got off of work and headed to the boys house to get ready. They told me their stylist brought something for me too. When I got there. They were in their rooms getting ready, except for Keaton who pointed me in the direction of the guest room where I found the outfit.

It was a tight black dress that was short and strapless with red heals. I shook my head when I saw it. I wanted to dress nicely, and have something more my style, but this certainly wasn't. Despite my annoyance with the outfit I put it on and walked out to the living room.

"Damn you look hot." Drew said.

"Thanks. Do you think it's cut too low?" I asked.

"Eh it's a club and it's dark." Wes said.

"That's why I'd love to be covered up more."

"Well just wear that there and I'm sure out stylist can fix it." Keaton said.

"In that case are we ready? They do the make up and stuff there." Wes informed me. We grab the guitars, ukulele, and bongos and went into Wes' car. We got there an hour earlier, and I went to their stylist first.

"Excuse me. Keaton said you dropped this off for me, do you mind giving me a bit more of an outfit?"

She laughed. "Sure Sweetie. I didn't know what you liked." she brought me to a room that had a bunch of clothes in it. She quickly picked out a midnight blue dress that was strapless and tight around my upper body, but it went out into a skirt which I liked. She also exchanged my heels for black combat boots, which I loved. "How about this?" She asked.

"I love it."

"Nice. You get to keep it."

"Really?"

"Yep." In the next hour I had people doing my hair (which ended up being in blonde loose curls) and makeup. During this time the boys were in another room and I was with other female artists that were going to play that night. In the last 15 minuets, I was released from the prep room and put in a sound check and finally saw the boys.

"I like this outfit more." Wes said.

"Thanks. It's more me. I think." I said looking down at my outfit.

"Yeah that's why I like it. Did you invite Chase?"

"No why?" I asked curiously.

"I don't know just wondering."

"Okay?" I said questionably. we did a few practices and then went on stage. I wasn't nervous at all, the boys reassured me that the crowd already loved me. And in fact this has actuarially been my dream for a while. We sung Indigo first and people loved it. Then the boys sung some other songs. Like Sunset Boulevard, Riptide, Reason, and a few more. Then we sung True friends and I could have sworn, we got a bigger applause then Indigo or maybe everyone was too drunk. Whatever. The last song was called Something Else but instead of just Drew, the other boys sung as well and I loved it. When we got off stage I hugged the boys. First Keaton, Drew, and then Wes. Wes picked me up and spun me around and then put me back down. We looked at each other and I kissed his cheek.

"What was that?" He asked.

"A thank you for getting me this gig."

"Well my management wants you to do more."

"I'm fine with that." I said. He picked me up again and carried me wedding style down to the bar in the back of the club. He ordered some kind of beer and me a piña cloada. It was my first drink, but no one needed to know that. I took the drink thankfully and sipped it. Surprisingly, it tasted good. I drank the glass and Wes shared his beer with me. I didn't order any more drinks, but somehow I kept getting more until everything turned into a huge blur.

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I woke up and found myself in my bra and some sweats laying on a couch. I looked around, it was the boy's apartment. I got up and went searching for a shirt. My search was interrupted though, because I had a huge head-ache and needed to throw up. I went to the bathroom, shut the door, and barfed up all my drinks from last night. I heard the door open and heard Wes' voice.

"And that's what a massive hang over is." He said. I looked at him, still in my bra and gave him the death look. "Hold on." He left me and came back with a glass of water. I nodded a thank you and he left me to finish my vomiting in peace.

When I was done I went out to the living room and saw a Wes and a shirtless Drew there. "Can I borrow a shirt?" I asked.

"Sure." Wes said as he stripped off his and tossed it to me.

"Thanks." I pulled it over my head and flung myself on the couch. I had my head on Wes' lap and my thigh's on Drew's and my feet on the arm rest. "So why am I here and not home?" I asked.

"Well you got wasted last night and we weren't gonna leave you there and we were too tired to take you home. I also don't think your mom would be happy with us if we took you home drunk." Drew said.

"Yeah. You completely fell asleep in the car, and then when you got here you went to the guest room and grabbed one of your sweats and fell asleep on the couch." Wes added.

"Oh." I said slightly embarrassed. "How come to guys aren't wasted?"

"We are used to the drinks. Live here for a month and you will too." Drew said.

I nodded. "So what are you guys doing today?" I asked.

"We have it off." Wes said.

"Cool. Wanna hang out?"

"If you don't have any dates with Chase."

"No." I said getting up. "I guess I'll get ready here." I said leaving to the bathroom.

"Oh yeah. The clothes and stuff you brought over earlier are in the guest room." Drew said.

"Thanks." I left to the shower and came to the guest room wrapped in a towel.

"Boo." Wes yelled from behind the guest room door. I screamed.

"What the f**k are you doing in my room?" I yelled at him."

"This is my place." Wes said.

"Okay you little smart a** get out. You almost made me drop my towel."

"That's what I was hoping for." He said as he winked and left the room. I rolled my eyes and went to the closet. I must have not brought a lot of clothes with me when I dropped my stuff off, because I had little choices.

In the end I decided on a tank top with light wash shorts over a Roxy bikini incase we went to the beach. I grabbed my red vans and left my hair down and natural. I met the boys in the living room and asked them what we are doing today.

"It's a surprise." they answered back.