The Roxy .||PM||.

F o r t y - F o u r

Recap

The three of us continue to walk till we meet by the barrier where bodyguards stand. I greet the Jacks and a few other people who stood there as well.

We all cheer loudly along with the crowd hearing the opening of Teacher.

"Yo it's Prettymuch!"

California had been treating us right, but tonight felt special.
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| Nessa's p.o.v |

I was sipping on the red solo cup placed in my hand, remembering that not so long ago I was a sweaty mess. The concert had gone great, and my dancing had to be it's best yet.

I teared up once I saw Franny and Emily at the pit, it was the icing on the cake.

After the show ended, and after many new introductions— the boys and I headed back to the hotel to get ready. We all agreed to regroup with everyone at the party, now here we were at Khalid's house to celebrate.

"Why you always thinking?" Zion asks, parting away from the group conversation.

"I got a lot to think about." I reply, looking at the house filled with many bodies.

He raises a brow. "Like?" He asks, dragging out the word.

I copy his exaggeration. "Like, how tonight was the best show so far." Zion laughs softy, agreeing to what I said.

"Yo Nessa, Zion!" Our heads look up to the shout, seeing Johnson with his hands around his mouth. "Come here."

We walk closer to the group, and I notice they're all sitting in a circle.

I look at them in suspicion. "Yes?" I ask, Zion does the same looking at them with curious eyes.

Johnson laughs. "Come join our game." I groan at the mention of his last word.

"What game is it now?" I ask, my voice slightly higher due to nerves.

Gilisnky notices and shakes his head. "Don't worry you'll like this game." He laughs.

"Just tell us what it is." Zion snaps getting the point.

"It's spin the bottle." Nick replies, looking between the two of us. My eyes widen, now I understand the Jacks were simply teasing.

"Y'all really some horny motherfuckers." Zion laughs, but sits down somewhere in the circle. "But I am too."

I snort at his response, but join in. I mean what could really happen?

"Okay everyone knows the rules, who wants to go first?" Johnson asks, looking around at all of us. No one goes to reach for the bottle, so Edwin sighs deciding to go first.

We watch as the bottle spins, it slowly coming to a stop. I also noticed Tiffany staring at the bottle harder than anyone else.

It stops and we look to see it lands on Brandon, everyone begins cheering or laughing at the situation. The two boys pull a face, but give each other a quick peck.