The Band And The Busker (All Time Low/Alex Gaskarth) *COMPLETED*

Weightless

Chapter Four: Weightless

KARA

To say the guys knew how to party would be an understatement. The second we left the venue, we started drinking and partying. I still had to tell Alex that I'd made up my mind, but every time I got him alone, someone swiped him away from me. I stood by the bar nursing a beer and ignoring hungry looks from drunken men around me; the guys were all on the dance floor either grinding on girls or each other, which was amusing to watch.

'Shots Kara.'

Jack slung his arm around my shoulder and signalled to the bartender to give us a tray of shots. We divided them between the two of us; I downed six shots one after the other as did Jack. The liquid burned the back of my throat, and it didn't take long until I felt it take effect. I finished my beer and dragged Jack to the dance floor, where we started grinding against each other like there was no tomorrow.

We danced for around ten minutes until some blonde chic dragged Jack away from me, but not before he leant over and whispered in my ear before pointing over my shoulder.

'Mission achieved, Alex looks like he wants to kill me. Get him, tiger.'

I glanced over my shoulder and saw Jack was right about Alex if looks could kill Jack would be a puddle on the dance floor. Why was Alex jealous of Jack? I wasn't given enough time to answer my own question before Alex was in front of me and pulled me off the dance floor towards an empty booth.

He sat down opposite me and signalled at a passing server to get us some more drinks. His playful smile was back as if he wasn't jealous in the first place; I didn't realise just how confusing he was in person compared to how I saw him in interviews.

'Are you enjoying yourself, Kara? Have you given any thought to earlier?'

The server put two bottles of beer on the table, and I happily took one before answering Alex.

'You guys know how to party. I'll give you that much. And my answer is yes, I got a rush performing on stage and could see myself doing it but not as a solo performer.'

'So you'd want a band behind you then? I have a confession, Kara.'

Alex took a large swig of his beer while I stared at him and waited for him to confess, what had he done? He tapped his fingers on the wooden table and chewed his lip before meeting my eyes.

'I kind of already sent the video I recorded to our manager who sent it to the label. They want to watch it a couple more times, but early indication states that they like it and might sign you.'

I put my beer down on the table and took the information in. I would have liked some more say in how this was handled, but Alex seemed like the type of guy who when he saw an opportunity he took it without really thinking. What if they only wanted to sign me as a solo artist? I didn't want to do that. Maybe they'd watch it a couple more times and tell me I'm crap that would break my heart. Now I tried to get drunker to forget.

'I guess I won't have any say until they get back to you. I need a stronger drink, where's Jack when you need him?'

The mere mention of Jack's name did something to Alex; I saw a small change in his body actions that radiated jealousy and possessiveness.

'Why do you need Jack? Do you like Jack? Am I boring you? Have I made you mad? I can be more fun than Jack.'

Okay now I didn't like how he was acting, he sounded more like a clingy boyfriend than a friend. And as far as I was aware that's all we were; there was no indication we were more than friends. Did Alex want that? I wasn't in the right place in my life to commit to a relationship. Quite frankly, I wanted to be anywhere but sat here with Alex.

I finished my beer and stood up rather quickly knocking the table slightly, Alex went to rise, but I stopped him with a hand gesture.

'I'm going to the bathroom, stay here, and we'll talk when I get back.'

He nodded and sat back down in the booth, looking like a wounded puppy that I'd just kicked. Was this the alcohol making him act kind of bipolar towards me? I know it affected people differently, but I didn't feel comfortable being around this side of Alex.

I found the bathroom and spent a little bit longer than needed in front of the mirror touching up my hair and makeup, hopefully, when I got back Alex had drunk some more and forgotten our little encounter.

Taking a deep breath, I made my way back into the club, and I didn't quite know what I was feeling when I saw Alex in the booth with some girl on his lap making out like their life depended on it. My heart tugged in my chest; did I have some feelings towards Alex? I thought it was just a crush, but maybe it was something more I didn't want to face just yet. Perhaps the alcohol was making me feel like walking over there and ripping the girl's fake hair extensions out, now I wanted to be anywhere but in the same club as Alex.

'Kara, you look down, have another drink.'

Jack snaked his arm around my shoulder, using me to keep him upright. I shook my head and moved away from him.

'I'm heading home, Jack; I don't feel so good. It was nice meeting you guys.'

'Is it because of Alex? What did he do?'

I made a sloppy motion with my hand towards the booth where Alex was still very much occupied with the girl.

'One second he's jealous of you because I asked where you were, and now he's all over some other girl. He's a dick, Jack, and I don't like being controlled. Goodnight.'

Jack opened his mouth to reply, but I shushed him before turning on my heels and made my way out of the club. Meeting All Time Low had been a dream of mine, but now I'd met them, it hadn't lived up to all my expectations.