SWAVIS!

Vacation! Part 2 The party!

This is the continued part adoy
Okay time for me to spill the beans. I asked Davis if he knows what Swavis is, he said no and asked what is it I told him to find out by himself mkay. But then the last day of school I gave him the link to Swavis and wrote "I'm sorry" so idk if they've read it and if they did again I regret nothing. K hope you enjoy this chapter!

As the boys where waiting for 7 o'clock to officially role around Bruce actually began to get a little nervous, and started anticipating if anyone is going to actually show up.

"Maybe this was a mistake..." Bruce admitted
Tristan disagreed. "Definitely not. I already snuck the alcohol." He was quickly interrupted by a knock on the door, two girls stood as Tristan opened it up for them.

Fifteen minutes passes and a huge amount of people pour in, Brian rolling his eyes. Jay went straight for the liquor, as Bruce tensed up.

The music boomed loudly in his ears, people bumping into Bruce while dancing. He saw in the distance, Tristan being held by two college aged males, while being told to "CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!" as he downed a bottle of Saint Ive's (idk if that's actually a brand I just made it up).

Tristan got off the guys, and sat by Bruce. "Y-you alright?" He stammered over his words, clumsily holding his bottle. Bruce stared at his brother, while Tristan opened his mouth to speak. "Want s -hic- ome?" He hiccuped, handing him a bottle.

Bruce accepted his offer, needing to loosen up a bit. As soon as he opened the bottle, he took a sip. It was disgusting. He kept drinking, getting aqquired to the taste.

Bruce saw a mysterious looking person in the corner that he didn't recognize. It wasn't his brother Brian, that liked to stay away from people, but it was someone Bruce found interesting. He wasn't completely drunk yet but Bruce just needed to let the alcohol work it's magic before he was. "Hey. Whatcha doin over -hic- here?" The, taller and probably older than Bruce, male smiled a little confused but replied anyway, "Nothing. Just admiring this room decor." Bruce smiled as the alcohol started to get in his system, "Oh really? Well I like admiring your face." The guy laughed. (If you talk at all to drunk Bruce you're automatically his friend)

The Davis lied in the hotel bed, getting bothered by all the noise upstairs. "Pat, we really should check on the boys," he said worriedly. "I'm sure that's not them." "It's coming from above us, I've heard there are already noise complaints."
The Sneeney gave in, sighing and making his way upstairs.

A crowd of people flooded the hall, seemingly teenagers. Their door was open, while Bruce was downing some kind of whiskey. "BRUCE!" He yelled, while Bruce came over to him drunkly. "sMAck cAm," he yelled, and threw a pie in his face. ( ;) )

Tristan saw what happened, and laughed.
The father yelled "The PARTY'S OVER FOLKS! GO BACK TO YOUR ROOMS!" His voice bellowed in the hallway, angry teenagers pushing him into the elevator, and pushing the top floor button.

After everyone left Davis and McSweeney where still there. Davis was trying so hard not to laugh because there was whipped cream all over Sweeney's angry face. Brian was trying to sleep the whole time, and Jay locked himself in the bathroom. Tristan, trying to pull the 'not guilty' card said it was Bruce's idea. Bruce looked dramatically offended as he scoffed, "Well I never!" He said with a stupidly bad British accent, if he wasn't drunk he could do it better. Tristan glared at Bruce.

When they where younger if no one took the blame for something that happened Bruce would take the bullet, or would at least always try. Even if someone else got in trouble Bruce would blame himself, mostly because he's really bad with pure pressure.

Bruce looked over at his 'non guilty' brother then back at the angry sounding dads, "Then who sent the invites?" They asked. Bruce looked down guiltily, "O-okay.... I sent the invites from Tristan's phone......"
Tristan felt actually bad for Bruce for once, in the many times this was done, "Well I was the one who snuck the alcohol.. Brian and Jay thought it was a bad idea and warned us not to do it."

The boys apologized. Davis sighed and looked at McSweeney, "Okay come on they did what was right and fessed up! They shouldn't be in trouble for that." Sweeney looked at Davis, disappointed that he was trying to be cool about it, "Babe we have to punish them." Davis gave Sweeney the, do we really have to?/puppy dog eyes. McSweeney groaned at how difficult this was, "Hmmmm....... how about we continue this vacation like normal, and when we get home, depending how the rest of this vacation goes, you'll be grounded for 3 weeks." The boys groan and plead to not be grounded.

Davis smiled proudly at his lover with a giggle, "See now that wasn't that hard to not be completely strict." Sneeney shrugged and the two dads went back to their room leaving the boys for the second time.

Jay came out of the bathroom and flopped in bed, Bruce ended up passed out, might I add on Tristan's bed, as Tristan was kinda mad that they were gonna be grounded but eventually fell asleep as well, next to Bruce.

"HA! GAYYYYY!"
By the way thanks DefaultIdiot05 for the beautiful party XD