Roadtrip Fanfic: 5th Wheel

19•drunk mistakes

Jack's POV:

I was kissing him. I enjoyed it. I missed it.

But I wasn't as drunk as he was and I knew that after what he done I couldn't just forgive him. I pulled away and ran out the club.

I was sat against the club wall with my head in my hands when Mikey ran out side looking for me.

"Jack! Are you okay?" He said after noticing me.

"I just...I can't do this Mikey" i sighed a tear rolling down my cheek.

"I know this is hard but he does love you Jack. We made a mistake and he's regretted it everyday since. You deserve to be happy together..." he said sympathetically.

"YEAH AND NAYBE WE COULD HSBE BEEN HAPPY BUT YOU FUCKED THAT UP DIDN'T YOU!!!! JUST HAVE HIM YOU SELFISH PRICK!" I shouted at him not noticing Rye stood at the door watching us.

I stormed off needing to cool myself off.

I walked around for a while until I got to another bar. It wasn't as busy as the last so I went inside ordering a few shots.

I was fairly happy drinking away my problems. That was until a girl with long wavy brown hair cane and sat next to me.

"Hey I'll have whatever he had please" she called to the bartender.

"Hi I'm Layla" she said smiling at me.

"Err... hi I'm Jack..." I said awkwardly.

" you seem stressed... got something on your mind?" She said looking at me curiously as if trying to work me out.

"You could say that..." I sighed.

"Wanna talk about it?" She said.

"Well I don't know... have you ever been cheated on Layla?" I said looking at her.

"Actually yeah I have." She said looking down.

"Well I'll drink to that!" I shrugged.

She looked up at me and smirked. Clinking our shots before downing it.

After a few hours at the bar we were both wrecked.

"Yooou JAcky boYyy are coMin hOme Withhh MEEE!" She screamed dragging me out the bar.

We got to a flat which I'm presuming was hers. We hardly made it in the door before I kissed her. She roughly kissed me back as I kicked the door shut and picked her up taking her into a bedroom.

We both started stripping off while still kissing. I threw her on the bed climbing on top of her. I started kissing and sucking down her neck and chest giving her hickeys. As I did this the memory of the night that Brooklyn and I didn't at the hotel came rushing back to me.

When instead it was him giving me hickeys. It was him and I making love not just having useless drunk sex to get over your problems. I love Brooklyn I can't do this to him. Even if we aren't together. I know this isn't right.

I got up quickly pulling my cloths on and grabbing my stuff. "I'm sorry I can't do this Layla" I said before running out the door.

I got back to the flat at about 3:15 now almost completely sober.

I snuck in the door trying not to wake anyone up. I went into the living room/Mindy room and lay on the couch to sleep. I thought no one has woken up until...

"Your home..." I heard a voice say at the doorway.

I turned around to see Rye standing there.

"There was no need to take it out on Mikey" he said.

"Yeah well he shouldn't have ruined my relationship." I replied bluntly.

"Oh come of if Jack!" He said getting annoyed.

"What its true he kissed my boyfriend!" I shouted not caring about the others.

"It was a mistake!" He shouted.

"Just stay out of it rye it has nothing to do with you." I sighed.

He got himself a glass of water.

"So where did you go?" He asked.

"A bar." I replied.

"And what happened?" He questioned.

"What do you mean?! Nothing happened rye!!" I shouted getting really angry.

"Well where did you get that hickey?" He said smugly.

"What hickey?" I tried.

"Jack!! What did you do?!" He shouted impatiently.

"Fine i met a girl named Layla and I almost slept with her!!happy now!" I shouted tears in my eyes as the guilt swept over me again.

"I can't believe you.... Tell Brooklyn or I will." He said steely as he walked back to his room.