(Danny's POV)
This was inspired by Ted 2, yeah I like it fight me
I hate house parties. I hate parties in general, I'm only here to make sure no one gets into a fight or dose something stupid, which never really even happens. So I just sat upstairs in the hall, on my phone listening to music with my ear buds to drown out the moans of girls. The song finally ended and I checked the time. 3:26am. And I decided that I should start getting the guys back to the bus. I stood up but before I could even get down the stairs, I spotted Johnny trying to make his way down them.
He had his hands flat against the wall and was sitting down, going one step at a time and if anyone would pass him he would shake. As I got closer I could hear him whispering something that made zero sense. What the fuck is he on? I put a hand on his shoulder and he let out a loud scream, making everyone within a 10 feet radius look at us. When he saw it was me he sighed in relief, but still didn't let go of the wall. "Jesus, what did you take?" I asked, seeing how red his eyes were.
He shook his head, "I don't know. Danny, there's ghosts here and they wanna get me. I don't wanna be here anymore. I wanna go home." He said, genuinely looking scared.
"Okay, I'm gonna got get the others okay?" I said, and started to get up, making him freak out again.
"No! They're gonna get me!" He shouted, making me sigh and shake my head.
"Ghosts can't get you inside a house," I lied, "Only when you're outside," I didn't have enough time to deal with him, and it didn't seem like he was going anywhere. I raced around the house like four times to find everyone, Charlie and Jay thinking it was funny to try and hide from me. I guided everyone to the front door where Johnny was and told them to wait outside, which they all did.
I put my arm on his back and tried to move him away from the wall, but he didn't budge. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"I can hear the ghosts through the walls. So I know when they're coming," I couldn't help but smile at his nonsense, but helped him slowly make his way towards the door.
When he got out, I had to abandon him to make sure the others didn't hurt themselves. Jay was on Charlie's shoulders and they were trying to see how high they could reach. Dylan was flirting with other girls. And Matt was just sitting in the middle of the sidewalk. I ran over to Dylan, hoping that he didn't creep them out yet, and grabbed him by the arm, "Sorry, he's drunk," I said quickly before dragging him back to the others. "Come on, lets go," I told the two idiots on each others shoulders. I grabbed Matt's hand and went back to Johnny, giving Dylan to Jay and telling him to hold his hand to make sure he didn't go anywhere.
Once we got to the end of the block, taking a good 15 minutes, he stopped. Staring at the gap in between intently. "Johnny, it's like ten feet. You'll be okay," But I could tell he was still to scared to do it, "Look, you could hold my hand,"
I heard chuckling coming from behind me, "Ha gay," Jay chuckled, sending them both into a laughing fit. I glared back at them and took my focus back on Johnny, putting my hand in front of his. He slowly took it and gripped onto it tightly, making it feel like he was cutting off the circulation to it. He quickly raced to the other wall, dragging Matt and myself behind him, before hugging the wall again.
I put my hand back on his back, and kept taking little steps with him before we turned the corner, having a small park come into view and a big ass space between this wall and the next. When we got to the edge Johnny started to hyperventilate, so scared to the point that he was shaking. I had spent so much time trying to calm him down that I wasn't paying attention to the others, and I could hear my name being called by Matt, his grip around my hand tightening. It got so obnoxious that I couldn't even hear myself think, "WHAT MATT!" I screamed, making him look at me with hurt eyes. I immediately took back what I said, and dropped my mad face. He loosened his grip on my wrist, as tears filled his eyes. He quickly ran to the park, hiding somewhere in the bushes.
I sighed, and looked back to see Jay and Charlie, but no Dylan. "What the hell, you were supposed to be holding his hand," I said.
"Nah, none of that gay shit," Jay chuckled making Charlie laugh too.
I sighed, "Whatever, watch him while I deal with this shit," I said, turning around and seeing Dylan standing in front of a lingerie store, and sprinted to go get him.
I grabbed his arm and pulled him firmly away but, him being a shit ton stronger than me, stood there and didn't move an inch. "Danny, look at all the panties!" He smiled, making me laugh. Meanwhile, I can hear Charlie and Jay tormenting Johnny and him calling for help.
"Yeah yeah, great panties. Come on someone's gonna call the cops!" He finally gave in, but walked slowly back to Johnny and them.
I ran over to wear Matt was, knowing right where he was from his sobbing. I walked to the back of the bush and saw him with his knees to his chest, instantly making me feel bad. "Hey bud," I said sitting next to him, making him turn his back to me.
"Go away," He pouted, wiping the tears from his eyes. I put my leg around him and hugged his back, rubbing his shoulder.
"I'm sorry I snapped. I shouldn't have yelled at you. You don't have to forgive me, but I really need you back to the bus..." I whispered softly, "Could you do that for me?" He nodded his head slightly and I got back up, grabbing his hand and pulling him up too.
When we got back to Johnny he was in tears and all three of them where laughing, "Alright alright, that's enough torment for one night," I said, putting a hand on Johnny's back. "Yeah I know babe, it's okay," It took a good few more minutes for me and Matt to calm him down enough to even think about trying to get across. Matt took one side of him and I got the other, holding both of his hands as he ran across the side walk.
After a few more blocks we finally made it back to the bus. I sighed, letting everyone back in and locking the door behind me. I led everyone to the back lounge and laid Johnny on the only couch back there, making Charlie and Jay complain. "He gets the couch because he went through your torment, you guys get the floor." I smiled, laying behind Johnny and rubbing circles on his back while I put on a movie.
Matt came back in with Dylan and they both had a bunch of pillows and blankets in their hands. They both dropped them on the floor and within a few minutes, they had made a small fort under the coffee table.
Dylan was the first to fall asleep, then Jay and Charlie, and then Johnny. I sat up and was about to turn off the tv, but saw Matt crawl out of the fort. He shyly sat on my lap and put his arms around my neck. "I'm sorry for running away..." He whispered, "I love you~" He smiled, somehow still completely drunk, I could smell the whiskey on his breath.
"I love you too," I whispered back, knowing that he was just being himself when he's drunk. I closed my eyes and leaned on Matt's shoulder about to fall asleep, when I heard giggling coming from under the fort.
"So is this you coming out or..." Charlie joked, sending them both laughing, so loud to the point where they had woken up everyone, meaning that I would have get them asleep again.
I genitally pushed Matt off my lap and ran into the hall, Charlie already being there because he knew how mad I would be. He ran into the bathroom and locked the door still laughing his ass off, "You better pray that, that door stays locked!" I shouted, just making him laugh some more.
(1k words :3)
