It was 2:30 before the guys decided it was time to come back to the hotel. I didn’t mind much, I know how hard it is to stop drinking.
“Addi, love! I’m sorry we stayed out so late. Were you scared all by your wittle self?” Danny slurred.
“No, I wasn’t. I actually enjoyed the quiet.” I said.
“Ohhh, okay. Whatever you say!”
“C’mon, you guys are going to bed.” I demanded; making them lay down, like I was some kind of mom.
The last for me to put to bed was Danny, “Daniel, get your ass in this bed before I kill you.”
“What are we gonna' do in bed?” He giggled.
I pushed him onto the bed and put the covers over him, getting annoyed. I went to the other side and laid down.
“Ohhh Addi, I lovers you!” He whispered. “Goodnight, honey!”
“Goodnight faggot.”
I figured I’d wake up before the guys, so I tried to be as quiet as possible for the sake of my life. I knew hangovers were a bitch, and I know how pissed I got when people tried to make me feel worse than I already did. So, I got my clothes, took a shower and all that shit. I was wearing a BOTDF shirt with red skinny jeans and my BOTDF seatbelt belt. I put on my usual black eyeliner. I brushed the tangles out of my hair and sat on my bed, putting on my boots.
I wasn’t sure of what else I could do in here, so I decided to go down to the dining area and get some breakfast. As I got there, I noticed a couple wearing tight ass skinny jeans, tighter than mine, it seemed, and I didn’t even know you could get them tighter than mine. Once they turned around, I realized it was my cousin Brandon and his girlfriend. I hadn’t seen him since I was in 6th grade. I ran to him and jumped on his back. “Brandon!”
“Holy shit, Addison. You’re so old!” He exclaimed
“Wow, thanks for the compliment!” I replied, pretending to be sad.
“I love you!” He tried to make me less sad. “What are you doing in California?”
“I joined Asking Alexandria on their latest tour.” I answered. “I found out the drummer was my brother.”
“James? Man, I haven’t seen him since that trip we went to the UK when I was like, four. Where is he?” He asked.
“He’s asleep. Hangover,” I explained.
“Ah, I knew he’d be a partier, growing up over in Europe.” He laughed.
“Yeah, sometimes I wish I lived there. What about you? I know you live in California, but you live in Los Angeles, not San Diego.”
“I just got married.” He said.
“Oh, well congrats! I was wondering when you two would get hitched.” I awed.
“Yeah. Well we’re gonna' go. I’ll see you around.” We hugged before he walked away.
I got a cinnamon roll before going back to the room. When I got there, I could hear Cameron throwing up, so I sat on the balcony to eat.
Soon, they were all up, puking and complaining about their terrible headache. I finished my breakfast and put the dishes on the table. I knew I wouldn’t have to take them back down because the maid would be here soon. I sat down on one of the chairs, where the boys were seated. “Good morning,” I said, at a low tone.
They all mumbled back, “Fuck you.” I knew they were kidding, so I just smiled.
We stayed pretty quiet all morning, besides the sound of them puking every now and then.
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You Scared? (Danny Worsnop Fan-Fic)
FanfictionThe life of Addison changes dramatically. Her family wasn't complete until now. She feels as though there are too many things that her parents haven't told her. Once she finds out she goes on what looks to be the best adventure ever. Then one of her...
