Shipwrecked (Lawlorff)

XIX

(Matt's POV)

Sam and Kian go up to the room, and I'm a bit jealous. Jc was right, the slap cam did bother me. It always has, all the boys' stupid pranks they pull on me. I feel like I'm always the target in each prank.

I don't know why Jc stood up for me, but I'm glad he did. It feels nice to have someone on my side for once. Jc's always been my favorite in o2l, because he's always been so nice to me, and he's also just hilarious.

I'm glad I'm getting to share a room with him for the next three weeks. I wasn't sure I even wanted to go on this tour with them, because Taylor and the other boys were joining in. Magcon broke apart last year when Cam, Nash, Carter, and Hayes left. It was sad for me, because Carter and I were close friends. We still hung out with them, still do, but it was never the same again.

Taylor's friend Dillon started coming to the Magcon Tour, and Sam Wilkinson, the Jacks' friend, joined us too. All the new people made me feel uncomfortable. It was never the same. I went along with the tour despite of my discomfort, which was apparently a bad idea.

The Magcon Tour ended and we never went on tour again. Cam, Nash, Carter, and Hayes started modeling for Aeropostale. Mahogany started dating Jacob. Taylor and Dillon briefly had a relationship, but after it ended, Taylor was mean to everyone. I don't really want to be on the same cruise as Taylor and Dillon, especially due to their history. Drama will soon cloud the boat.

Jc's drama free, for the most part. He thinks I don't know about him and Lia breaking up, and why, but I do. I can tell how people feel. I sense that Jc and Lia ended, but it didn't end well. I don't care how it ended, I know Jc, and I know that if he did something bad, he's terribly sorry for it and the guilt is eating him alive.

"So, who's ready to party?!" yells Mahogany enthusiastically.

Jacob and Mahogany go off on their own and leave the table for just me, Jc, Ricky, and Trevor.

I glance down at Jc's drink. Clearly, its alcoholic. I know he's over 21, but I still worry about him. He might get so drunk he'll do something stupid. I'm 18 now, so I won't have to worry about getting drunk for at least another three years. It's not like I even want to, it sounds completely idiotic. Why depend on alchohol or drugs to have fun? 

Jc takes another sip and I move my glance over to Trevor and Ricky. Ricky's playing the Kim Kardashian game on his phone. 

"Ricky, this is a party. Kim K can wait." Trevor scolds him.

Jc laughs, but I'm unsure whether it's because he's getting drunk, or if he actually thought it was funny. 

Ricky scoffs and turns off the game. He grabs Trevor by the arm and drags him out to the dancefloor that is playing a Lady Gaga song.

"Do you wanna dancee?" Jc slurs.

He is clearly getting drunk at this point.

"Sure." I say, patting him on the back and then getting up from my seat.

Jc smiles. Even if he is drunk, he's still being genuine. 

It sounds strange, but I think Jc might....like...me....

And I think I might like him back...