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by iconic80s

by iconic80s

I woke up the next morning extremely hungover. "what the fuck" I whispered to myself jolting myself to sit up in my bed. Well wasn't just my bed if there were two people occupying it.

Dal was asleep next to me, shirtless, in my bed. what the fuck did I do last night.

I didn't wanna wake him up because waking Dal up was like throwing yourself at an electric chair or something. Basically a death sentence. But I did what I had to do.

I tapped Dal on the shoulder a couple times causing him to groan, before he actually woke up. And he was just as confused as I was.

"Dal...." I said as he sat up next to me realizing he was in my bed.... shirtless. "did we..." I began, "no we didn't" he said laughing as he got up. Luckily he still had his jeans on setting of a feeling of relief through my body.

"Then why were you shirtless in my bed?" I asked. I was scared to know why. I truly didn't remember a single moment of last night. "Do you deadass not remember last night?" He asked looking surprised. "no I don't so can you explain to me why your face looks like that" I said pointing out the cuts and bruises scattered across his face and body. "Well you got fucking wasted as usual. You were talkin to Mason and by talking I mean if I didn't walk in on you guys you woulda fucked on the couch" He began. "Jesus Christ" I said with a sigh. "Then I started yelling, he started yelling, I started punching, he started punching, I stared bleeding, he started bleeding. The you kicked him out and he got all pissy with you and you started yelling. After that you drank more so you wouldn't remember and now I'm here in your room explaining to you all the shit you didn't wanna know" he said with a sarcastic looking smile.

Okay good thing I don't remember much of any of that happening. All I vaguely remember is talking to Mason and then smoking a blunt with Dal as he was getting mad at me for talking to Mason. After that shit hit the fan I guess.

"So that doesn't explain why you slept shirtless in my bed with me" I said. "Well then when you were drinking your body weight. Ya started to pass out so I picked you up and threw you over my shoulder. Then you threw up on my shirt so I washed it." he said. Fuck I felt bad. First I get his face beaten in then I yak on his shirt. I'm a really good friend. "Fuck Dal sorry bout that" I said laughing as I got up. I was in only a long t-shirt and underwear. "And you threw up on yourself too so I had to change your clothes. I was gonna have Ang do it but she was in about the same condition as you" He said. Does that mean.... fuck. "Does that mean you saw me in my-" I began, "... yup" he said awkwardly, "Wouldn't be the first time Id have to take care of ya like you were my kid or something" he continued.

I walked over to my dresser and slid on a pair of running shorts. "Ya know you coulda slept on the couch" I said throwing my hair in a messy bun. "well why don't you take a look downstairs and find out why I didn't" He said walking out the door... I followed. I swear to god if someone yaked on my couches they'd be dead. Luckily all I came down to see was the whole gang passed out in my living room. Ang and Soda were on the couch while Two-bit and Steve were on the floor. Johnny was curled up in the arm chair and somehow Pony was halfway under the coffee table. Darry probably left early either last night or this morning, he had work. Good thing the two grease monkeys took off work today because I wanted no part in getting them up.

I decided to run to starbucks to get some coffee for mis amigos. Everyone could use a good coffee to ease the hangover. Majority of them were awake but like laying there not moving. "Whata Y'all want from starbucks" I said grabbing my phone to write down the orders.

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*notes*

Steve: Grande 2 shot expresso
Soda: Grande Caramel Macchiato
Two-bit: Grande Smores Frap
Johnny: Tall vanilla bean frap
Pony: Tall Strawberry Acai Refresher
Dallas: Vente Black Iced Coffee
And Ang was coming with
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Love a group of average white kids right? "Yo Ang let's go!" I yelled as she came running down the stairs. "Ya might need some pants if you wanna go out" She said laughing. I lifted up my shirt revealing my shorts, "I have shorts on asshole" I replied. I grabbed my car keys and left... the second I closed the door...

"Um we have to talk" Ang said grabbing my arm and pulling me to the car. "Well I'm the one driving so let me get in the car before you rip my arm of" I said breaking loose of her grip. We got in the car and immediately Ang started rambling, "Um so you and Dal" she began. Just as expected, I knew this was what she was gonna say. "I came into your room at like five am because I didn't see you all night and Dal was shirtless in your bed, with you. And earlier on Dal wasn't around and I heard moaning when I came in to pee" She continued. I tried to open my mouth to talk but I was cut off, as usual. "You're not gonna tell me you think we fucked" I laughed, "YOU GUYS FUCKED" She yelled.

"Okay no we didn't fuck so calm your tits." I said putting the car in drive. "I was hooking up with Mason on the couch and Dal walked in, there was yelling and fighting. That's why Dals face is busted up. So it's Masons. I kicked Mason out, Drank too much, threw up on Dal and myself. He washed mine and his clothes so that's why he didn't have a shirt on. We didn't fuck so calm down" I said as we pullled up to the starbucks drive through. "You sure about that?" she asked as if I was lying, "Dal told me it all this morning so yea i'm sure" I replied concerned. what if Dal left out some details... what if I did get with him.

"I think that's what happened... Well I know all that happened but what if something else did happen" I said causing Ang to look at me with an 'I told you so' typa look. She was gonna start lecturing me again but we pulled up to that thing that you order your drinks at, I ordered all 721919 of the drinks and pulled up to the window, payed and drove off.

"I think you should talk to Dal when we get back, he's the type to hide shit like that"

"figured"