Promise the stars

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S.O.T.D: RADIO-LANA DEL REY (i LOOVE THE CHORUS)

"Stop it, Ri-Ri" Ethan giggled, "Stop tickling me!"

I rolled my eyes, even though it was lost on him as his eyes were closed and he was in a state of dreaming. I knew it was morning by the light that streamed through the windows but my head was pounding. Reaching for the pink bottle Seth had handed me the night before; I popped two tablets into my mouth and stupidly tried to swallow.

"Water" I murmured slowly creeping out of bed. Ethan was on the bed next to me with a dopy grin and Chandler was passed out on the ground. I had no idea where Andrew was.

"Good morning" I walked into the kitchen and noticed Seth standing there sipping from a large mug.

"Hey" He yawned giving me a small smile. He was wearing the same PJ bottom from the day before but this time his shirt was gone. I noticed, with a bit of surprise, that he had a tattoo on his side that read 'c'est la vie'.

"What does it mean?" I wondered grabbing the cup that stood on the drying rack and filling it with water.

"That's life" Seth took a sip of the contents of his mug and hoisted himself onto the marble counter top, prompting me to do the same as I guzzled my water.

"Where's Andrew?" I used my arms to lift me up and sighed in relief as the dull pain immediately began to subside.

"Knocked out" he smiled slightly and looked at me, "All your stuff is here"

I looked to where he was pointing and sure enough, all of the boys' suitcases and my various bags were strewn across the living room.

"You went back there?" I hissed

"Yeah, I had some help from a couple bikers that owed me...A thank you would be in order"

"Thanks" I mumbled quickly, "How's everything with Trish?"

Despite having not known Seth for more than half a day, I still felt bad for him. Both of the people he cared about were wrong in the things they had done the day before but if he hadn't cheated, Andrew would have no material to throw out. I was slightly miffed at Andrew for doing that to his cousin despite his reasoning.

"Aside from the death threats her brother sent, the three page email from her mother declaring her disappointment in me, six calls AND voicemails from my mom yelling at me, and a couple nasty tweets from her sister? Everything's great" Seth took another sip out of his steaming mug and huffed, "Absolutely great"

"That bad, huh?" I stared at my hands not knowing what to say next.

"So, how does a future Harvard business student end up on the road with three goofballs, anyways?"

"I'm not a goofball" A grunt sounded and Andrew appeared wearing basketball shorts and, seemingly the trend, no shirt.

"There are tons of other words I could use to describe you right now. You may want to settle for goofball" Seth muttered sarcastically casting a look at me, "Answer please"

"Well..." I pondered over whether I should tell Seth the honest truth or whether I should skim over the details. Looking into his clear green eyes, I felt safe.  Like I couldn't be judged. Call it weird, but Seth made me feel comfortable.

"I found out I was adopted" At the mention of this, Seth's eyebrows rose and he looked at Andrew.

"Were you angry?"

"At first, yes" I nodded, "But now it's like the anger has subsided. I want answers more than anything at this point"

"The answers are here? In California?" Seth asked me with uncertainty