Shipwrecked (Lawlorff)

XVIII

(Kian's POV)

Sam and I reluctantly walk through the main deck to the after party. We're exhausted and want to stay back in our room, but we have to go to this party. It's our job.

Jc and Matt are sitting at a table sipping god-knows-what in red plastic cups. Next to them are Ricky and Trevor, laughing, probably at a joke someone made. Sam takes a seat next to Jc and I take the seat next to him.

"Oh, hey guys." Ricky says.

Taylor Caniff sneaks up behind Matt and gestures for the rest of us to keep quiet by putting a finger to his lip.

"SMACK CAM!" yells their other friend Carter Reynolds, as Taylor strikes Matt across the face with whipped cream.

Matt doesn't seem to be too bothered, so he just wipes it from his face quietly.

Jc, however, is pissed.

He stands up with his face a certain color of red that could either be from embarassment or from anger. He charges at Taylor and Carter.

"Why the hell'd you do that to him?!" he challenges as he jumps at Taylor.

"Woah woah woah! Calm down, Caylen. We didn't mean to hurt him, it's for fun.." Carter explains, jerking Jc off of Taylor's shoulder.

"You didn't mean to hurt him?! It's a goddamned SMACK CAM. Maybe he doesn't think it's fun!"

Jc is being awful defensive over Matt, especially for a circumstance that didn't involve him.

Why does Jc all of a sudden care so fondly for Matt?

Oh shit.

Does Jc like Matt?!

"I'm fine, Jc. But thanks for standing up for me." Matt places his hand on Jc's shoulder and causes Jc to fall back into his seat.

Jc nods and takes another sip of his drink.

"What's gotten into you?" Ricky asks him.

He sets down his cup and sighs.

"Nothing."

We all look at eachother with concern in our eyes as Jc stares down at his drink.

Matt shrugs as Taylor and Carter storm off. 

Mahogany comes and sits by Sam.

"Hey guys!" she says.

"Hey." we all reply in a vague sort of manner.

"Aw come on! Don't be buzzkills! This is a party!"

Her boyfriend Jacob Whitesides comes behind her and kisses her cheek softly.

She blushes. "Oh, hey Jacob.."

He wraps his arms around her from the back and smiles at us.

"What's with all of you?! Have some fun!"

We all fake smiles, but this party isn't exactly our idea of fun.

In my theory, this is what each person at the table would rather be doing:

Me: sleeping & cuddling with Sam.

Sam: sleeping because that boy loves to sleep.

Ricky: playing the Kim K game obsessively in his room.

Trevor: watching Lady Gaga's new music video.

Jc: (based on the fact that I think he likes Matt now) having Matt all to himself.

Matt: Not really sure, he doesn't talk to us much anymore.

I look at Sam pathetically and he nods.

He fakes a cough.

"Woah, you okay Sam?" I act.

"Yeah, that was one killer cough." Ricky adds.

Sam clears his throat. 

"I don't know, I haven't really felt that good today," he lies.

Jc bursts out laughing.

"Better not tell that to Kian!"

We frown at him.

"Get it?" he pathetically begs.

"Because they had sex..." he mumbles.

We all roll our eyes and turn our attention back to Sam.

He fake coughs again. It's actually really genuine sounding.

Maybe this will actually work.

"Yeah, Sam. Don't get anyone sick! Especially me. I have the tour coming up, remember?!" Trevor bursts.

"Be careful Kian, you might catch his sickness, if you haven't already," Matt adds, which makes Jc give him a high five he didn't ask for.

"I didn't mean it that way," he defends, "God, Jc. You're such a child!"

We all see it as a tease, but Jc does not.

His face frowns and immediately turns somber. He looks down at his cup and his shoulders drop.

It really hurt him.

"Hey! I'm sorry, okay?!" Matt hugs him, "Will you ever forgive me?!" 

He adds each gesture to make it more dramatic.

Matt laughs but Jc blushes.

"Yeah, of course." 

"You know, I think I have some medicine in the room..." I hint.

Sam smiles but immediately attempts at masking it by coughing again.

"Ugh fine. Leave. Go take care of your boyfriend," Mahogany says as if she couldn't be more annoyed with us at the moment.

I nod, and try my hardest not to smile.

Our plan worked.

No more stupid party for us.