"Please, I'm sorry"

Past Truths (3)

****Three Days Later****

"Right, I just realised I've got my cast off and I haven't celebrated. Let's have some fun!" I said jumping into the living room.
"Okay what do you want to do?" Nele asked.
"Invite the boys over. Order a takeaway. And get drunk" I said.
"Well I think we are running low in the alcohol department so we need to go shopping. Text the boys letting them know then. And we'll order the takeaway tonight" Nele said agreeing.
"Really?! Are you actually agreeing to that?" I said shocked.
"Yes I am. I haven't had fun in a while so why not. You go to the shop and I'll clean this house and change the living room around, okay?" She asked.
"Okay" I replied grabbing my keys and purse.

I got into my car and drove to the boys house. It felt strange but I just want things to go back to normal. I pulled up and knocked on their door.

"Oh. Hey T" Jack answered letting me in.
"Hi Jack. Can you call all the boys down and into one room. I have some news" I said smiling.
"Okay" He said before calling them all into the living room.

"Tonight. My place at 7. Wear your pjs or whatever. I would recommend at least two layers of clothing. Bring your camera and chargers they will be needed. So are y'all in?" I said explaining.
"Yeah okay. Sounds like fun"Andy said.
"Okay" Jack said.
"I'm in!" Mikey exclaimed.
"Alright" Rye said, seeming like he's fine with it. And as though he's good with me and him being friends. I'm still a bit all over the place from it but I'm getting myself together. It's his fault. Not mine. So I can stop blaming me.

"Please Brooklyn. I'm celebrating the fact my cast is off and I'm fully recovered from the incident" I begged slightly.
"Yes. Okay. I'll come" he said.
"Yayyy!" I squealed "Now one of ya's hurry up and get ready. I need to go shopping"

Andy and Mikey came with me. We jumped into the car and put some music on. As I pulled up in Asda I noticed a bruise on Andy's neck.
"What's that bruise on your neck?" I asked him.
"What bruise?" He asked, acting clueless.
"That bruise there. On your neck. Or is it a hickey?" I said, teasing him.
He stayed silent as Mikey giggled in the back.
"Oh my god! That is a hickey isn't it? Oooo From who??" I teased even more.
"Yes it is.... and it's from Rye. We was messing about and he gave me one" he said blushing.
"RANDY IS REALLL!!" I shouted.
"Hurry up you two" Mikey said, waiting outside impatiently.

I grabbed a trolley and walked into Asda.
"What do we need?" Mikey asked taking the trolley.
"We need cola. And lots of it!"I said running towards the isle. Andy grabbed about 20 bottles of it and threw them into the trolley.
"Don't forget the crisps" Andy shouted as he ran down the next isle.
I got my camera out and started filming a bit.

"Hey guys! Look what me and Mikey have found!" I exclaimed turning the camera onto Andy.
"RAHHH!" He said dropping packets of crisps into the trolley.
"Now to my favourite isle" I said running to another isle. I grabbed a packet of condoms from the shelf.
"Is this actually your favourite isle? And what are they for?" Mikey asked laughing.
"They're for Jack and Jorja. And no, my favourite isle has alcohol on" I said laughing.
"Let's get da gooood stufff" Andy said to the camera.
I grabbed a couple of cases of beer and bottles of different spirits, then walked to the check out.
"We look crazy. I'm pretty sure this women just gave us a dirty look because of all this alcohol we're buying" I said quietly to the camera.
"Now she's giving you another because you're talking to a camera" Andy said.
"Is she actually because I'll throw this bag of crisps at her head?" I said turning around.
"No! Put the crisps down"Mikey laughed at me.
"Fuck off the both of you and leave me to pay for this" I giggled handing the cashier money.

We headed home to put everything away and then I dropped the boys at home to get ready.

"What's with the shit ton of alcohol? I thought you was only betting a couple of bottles?" Nele asked.
"I said I'm gonna have fun. Plus whatever's left we can use at a different time." I said.