MAD

~ Chapter 9 ~

One week had passed by since the discotheque inauguration, which meant it was yet another Saturday night.

Walking around the dance floor, Maddeline saw a couple of familiar faces dancing and waking her way. Returning the waves and smiles, she kept going around the room until she stood at the bar.

"What can I get you?" asked the same barman that had served her and Rebecca the week before.

"Nothing for now." She said. "How's the night going, so far?"

"Good. So far we had twice the business from last week." He smiled, before moving to a couple requesting drinks, leaving Maddeline on her own, watching as people danced and drank the night away.

It was around two in the morning she decided it was time to go home, leaving the barman in charge of closing up and make sure no one stayed passed out in the bathrooms.

As soon as she got home, all of her clothes were discarded and she dived inside the bed covers, cuddling up to Larkin who had already claimed his side of the bed.

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Loud noises and barks woke Maddeline up from her peaceful rest. Groaning, she pulled the covers over her head, before giving up and kicking them away from her body.

Picking up a large shirt from the floor and putting it on, she made her way to the door, where Larkin was going crazy, jumping and barking with all his might.

"Why the hell do we have a concierge if he lets everyone inside?" she grumbled under her breath. "Larkin, step aside." She commanded the overly excited dog as she stepped closer to the door, opening it.

Standing outside was Gabe, with a black hoodie and sun glasses.

"What are you doing here so damn early on a Sunday?" she asked.

"Well, good morning to you too, sleeping beauty. And it's not that early, it's noon." He shrugged, walking past her inside her apartment, patting Larkin on the head.

"Gabe, it's barely half past eleven! What are you doing here?" she asked, as she made her way into the kitchen to make herself some tea. "D'you want tea?"

"No, thank you. I want you to get dressed and come with me, the guys are waiting." He said, looking down at his phone.

"Waiting for what? It's Sunday, I don't want to get dressed!" she whined.

"Just put on some old jeans and come. I'm taking you home and we're having a movie day!" he explained as he pulled her towards her room.

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One hour later they entered the boys' house, where Nate and Michael were waiting for them with a movie ready to play, a table filled with food and a sofa covered in blankets.

"Finally!" exclaimed Nate, jumping to hug Maddeline.

"Sorry, she took forever to get ready." Gabe shrugged and walked over to the table, grabbing himself a slice of pizza.

"Let's just watch the movies." Said Michael, dragging Nate and Maddeline towards the sofa.

A few hours and a couple of movies later, the table was covered in empty food boxes and finished bottles.

"So, what are we going to watch now?" Maddeline asked, laying on the floor, feeling like she'd eaten too much food in a short period of time.

"I don't know. What do you guys have in mind?" spoke Nate, who was on the sofa, with his legs thrown over the armrest and his head on Gabe's lap.

"I was hoping we could play something together, you know, for old times sake?" Gabe suggested, running his fingers through Nate's hair.

"I like that idea." Chimed Michael, smiling. "It'll be and anticipated practice for when we play together!"

"Get up Nate, go get you fucking guitar!" Gabe pushed Nate's head off his lap, running to go get his bass.

"C'mon Maddie, get ready to rock." Joked Michael, as he started to clean the table.

"Why are you doing that?" asked a confused Maddeline from the floor.

"As if you don't know." Michael laughed. "You always end up breaking something when you climb to the table!"

Maddeline blushed and giggled before denying the accusation.

"We're ready!" Nate and Gabe chorused as they ran from inside their practice room.

"Okay, okay!" Michael yelled, trying to calm them down a little. "What shall we play today?"

"Let's do one of ours." Suggested Gabe, smiling with an evil glint on his eyes.

"Hell no! If we're doing this like old times, we're doing it properly!" Announced Maddeline.

"Are you talking Panic!?" asked Nate, grinning from ear to ear.

"Obviously." She shrugged. "I say we start with Lying."

"Let's do it!" Michael agreed.

Somewhere along the song, Maddeline did climb to the table, grabbing and empty beer bottle to use as a microphone as the three boys kept rocking out as if they were playing in front of a crowd.

As they finished, loud cheering was heard from behind them, making them turn, surprised.

"Oh my god, that was so amazing!" Rebecca screeched, while jumping in her place, next to a very shocked Zach.

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Author's Note:

I actually made it on time! *throws confetti*

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Besitos,

Jessy.