More Than A Bromance

A Little Too Much Fun

Charlie's  P.O.V
Last night I told Leo that I was afraid that Sheri would take him from me and, and he thought I was insane. I knew it was stupid and that he would never pick a girl over me. But after my dream last night, I needed to hear it from him. When I told him about my dream, he told me about his. In his dream we kissed, when he told me that, I didn't know what to think. He told me what he thought it meant but something was telling me that I wished the dream was telling him something else. I wanted whatever was telling me that, to shut up. We talked for a bit after that then we went to sleep. Well... Leo did, I couldn't sleep so I woke Leo up because I don't like being up by myself. He fell back asleep almost instantly. I didn't mean to but I cuddled up to him, well I don't think I meant to. I woke up to a breakfast that he picked up before we got back on the road. When we got to Liverpool, we had to hurry and get ready. Once we were, we got on stage and put on a great performance. I was so proud of Leo. He didn't let the last show throw him off. After the show I told him he did a great job. "So did you!" He replied. "Charlie..... thanks" he smiled. "thanks for what?". "For everything." We both smiled. A little while later, we were told that we had to get to the meet and greet. When we got there, the fans were screaming like crazy. I started taking pictures and signing autographs. When I looked over at Leo he was smiling like crazy. I know how much he loves meeting the fans. They make him really happy. When the meet and greet ended he looked almost sad. We are going to have another show there in 2 days so we are going to stay in a hotel until then. When we checked into the hotel, we unpacked and Leo was getting ready for bed. "What do you think your doing?" He looked confused. "We aren't going to bed! We are going out." he groaned. "Okay, where are we going?" "A club, obviously!" He groaned, again "come on, get dressed. We're leaving soon". We got ready and headed out the door. When we got in, it was so loud that we could barely hear each other. We got a v.i.p. table in the back. We got some bottles and some girls. Leo seemed unamused. I didn't know what to do, I couldn't get him to have a good time. So I did the only reasonable thing, and got him drunk. It took a while, because he gagged after every shot. But when I finally got him drunk, he seemed to be having the time of his life! And people say I'm a bad influence on him! Once the bottles were gone, so were the girls. The place seemed to quite down, so we went back to the hotel room. It took forever because Leo wasn't just drunk, he was trashed. When I tried to get him out of the club and in the car he kept running away. When I finally got him in the car he was knocked out, so I had to carry him out of the car, into the elevator, and into the hotel room. I put him on the bed on his stomach, in case he threw up. A couple minutes later he woke up. I could tell he wasn't sober at all yet, because his words were all over the place. I sat down next to him and gave him some water. He took a few sips then put the glass down. He looked at me, and he wouldn't look away. I couldn't believe what happened next. He actually KISSED me! I didn't know what to do, I tried pulling away. But I couldn't, I don't know why, but I kissed back. Next thing I knew, we were making out on his bed. He pulled me on top of him, pulled my head down to his lips. I kissed him. We were now kissing for a while, but then he passed out while we were kissing. I got off of him and backed away from the bed until I hit the wall. I slid my back down the wall, feeling terrible about what I had just done. I completely took advantage of poor drunk Leo. All I could do then was cry. A million question were running through my mind, but one kept popping up. Do like Leo? I hoped that this was all a bad dream, and that I would wake up soon. But I didn't, it was real, I actually kissed my best friend. He was like a brother to me and I kissed him. I felt like crap. After that I couldn't think about it anymore so I just went to bed. I had an awful sleep that night. When I woke up I showered immediately, because I just felt so dirty. I scrubbed and scrubbed, but I still felt that feeling of shame so I just got out of the shower. I got dressed and picked us up some breakfast. When I got back Leo was still sleeping, but it was almost 12:00 p.m. so I woke him up. "Leo" I whispered in his ear. He didn't budge. I shook him gently and said "Leo wake up, it's almost 12, you can't sleep the whole day away. I knew he was awake because he groaned and dug his head under the pillow. "Don't make me shout, because I know you have a huge hang over". " Please don't." He mumbled. I laughed. "Get up, there is breakfast and pain killers waiting for you in the kitchen" he laughed. He got up, and made his way into the kitchen. I got him some water, pills, and sunglasses because he said it was too bright in the room. Leo with a hangover is the funniest thing I've ever seen!