One Night

"What the hell happened?" I groaned as I sat up. I looked around and a heap of brown hair was snoring beside me. "Well shit." I cursed. I yanked up the head of hair and noticed it was Drew Rush from Toxic Rush. "Fuck." I cursed. My head killed and everything was foggy.

Let's try to get this straight. Think!! Last night you were at a Toxic Rush concert, backstage, getting the pictures you were paid to get.  You were at the after party having drinks with the band, then they looked at the pictures..... That's it! I groaned and flopped against the soft pillows. I closed my eyes and cursed at my hang over, I fell right back asleep.

I felt the bed shift and I curled up as I felt cold quickly. I opened my eyes and found myself looking into the eyes of Drew Rush. "Did we...." I didn't get to finish what I was saying before he nodded. I groaned and sat up hugging the comforter to my chest. "I just had to get drunk!" I muttered. "What you didn't like it?" He asked with a chuckle. I shook my head. "No I liked it and all. It's just I was working, taking pictures of you guys in action. I didn't mean to get drunk and I certainly didn't plan on this happening." He chuckled and shook his head with a smile on his lips that made his eyes crinkle. Damn he is cute!

"Well.... Breakfast?" He asked. I nodded. "Yeah I'm hungry. Clothes?" I asked. He nodded and looked around before passing me a pair of black and red checkered boxers and a tee shirt. I pulled them on under the comforter and got out of the bed. I looked in the mirror and a screamed escaped me. Drew jumped into the wall and laughed so hard he had tears streaming down his face. My bright purple hair was puffed in every direction, my makeup was smeared,  I looked like a mess.

I smacked Drew lightly and he sobered up. "Sorry." He muttered, he laughed a little bit more. I rolled my eyes. "It's okay the guys have seen you without make up and in the morning." I rolled my eyes. "That's when I come early in the morning and not after hot sex." I retorted. I'm a photographer; I do mostly bands and musicians. Toxic Rush is my best customer. He chuckled and nodded.

You could say I'm close to the guys in the band, even Drew. I sighed and walked down the hall with Drew's arm around me. "Well aren't you attached?" I muttered. "I like you On." He murmured in my ear. "Mhm." I muttered. He chuckled. "Do we tell them?" I asked. "Oh you don't need to tell us." Brent sang as he laughed his ass off. "Bro scored." Holden said as he fist bumped Drew. "Bang, and banged." Val muttered as he sipped his black coffee. "Where's Jag?" Drew asked after he passed me a mug of black coffee. I looked at it disgustingly and took the sugar jar. I put four table spoons of sugar in it and a lot of milk.

"He's got a walk of shame coming." Brent mumbled as he shovelled what looked like mashed potatoes into his mouth. "Eggs?" Drew asked. I shook my head. "Not unless you want a mess of those eggs and alcohol on that floor." I muttered. Drew chuckled and shook his head as he looked through the fridge. "Well we eat out a lot, we have frozen home fries, or a hungry man meal."

"Potato flakes." Brent said spraying potato all over the counter. Drew rolled his eyes and walked towards the basement stairs. "So he finally nailed the On myster." I heard a groggy voice say. I looked back and out walked a shirtless Jagger Rush. "Says you, who'd you sleep with this time Jag?" I asked. His brows quirked and he scratched his neck. "I actually have no clue."

"Pizza!" Drew sang loudly as danced around the corner with boxes of frozen pizza. I bit my lip seeing his naked torso; eight pack, tanned skin and toned arms. A small laugh escaped my lips and he smiled his boyish grin. He set the stove and I stood up. I stretched and yawned. "I have another gig soon." I muttered. "Seriously? I thought we like owned you." Holden said surprised. "Kyle still out?" Drew asked Jagger changing the subject. I looked between the two Rush boys and at their features. Drew has dark brown hair and Jagger has golden blonde hair, they share the same brown eyes, are both at least six feet tall, tan and good looking. But if I had to choose it would be Drew every time.

"I should get ready." I groaned as I stood up. I guzzled the last of my coffee and walked down the hall to Drew's room. I changed into my jeans and my top from last night. I found my cardigan and my high heels along with my purse. I cleaned up in Drew's bathroom; brushed my hair, put it up and wiped off last nights makeup since I didn't have any to re-apply. My camera bag was beside my purse and I scanned through the pictures as I walked down the hall. "No drunken shots?" Kyle asked groggily. I shook my head and slid into my heels putting the camera away. I walked to the kitchen and smiled at everyone as they divoured the baked pizza. "Awe, Onalie you aren't staying for hang over pizza!" Val whined. "You clean up well." Brent and Jag whistled.

I shook my head. "Sorry, I need to head out. I'll keep in touch for the next gig, when the pictures will be released on the website and all that wonderful jazz." I said smiling. Drew smiled at me and put his pizza on the counter. "I'll walk you out." He said.

I smiled and he put an arm around me. "I had fun last night." He said. "But Onalie-" He started. "Blah, blah, blah. No strings attached Drew." I said. He nodded. "Got that, I was just gunna say something like that." I shrugged. "I'll see you around Drew." I said. He opened his arms for a hug and I gave him one.

He kissed my cheek and I smiled. "See you around On."

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