Make a Choice

Chapter 5- Oh no you didn't!

Preston's POV

I had been holding out on Drinking. If anything happens, we need at least one person here that is not completely drunk. I was half way through my beer when I looked over to see Mitch and Rob getting up to get their third. My eyes darted back to the TV screen. I shivered in my seat, I wish I had Rob here to comfort me... I'm not sure if he would help that much, since he's drunk as heck right now.

Jerome was so afraid, that his excuse to leave was that he needed to go use the bathroom. Because everyone uses the bathroom for 30 minutes.

I looked around the room for a minute. Adam was so drunk that he fell asleep against Ty.

And Ty was too drunk to notice, or take action of it.

I stared at the movie once more... These clowns are so scary. My worst fear is clowns and thunder, so that explains a lot why this freaks me out so much.

I was so interested in this movie, things were happening so fast.

All of a sudden I heard a loud moan from the couch.

"HOLY SHIT! ROB! MITCH! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!!??"

I don't cuss often, but this time it was necessary... Mitch was getting all his business in my Rob.

They were making out on the couch. Mitch was freaking on top of Rob, and they were going to town.

They didn't stop once I yelled at them, so I had to grab Mitch by his shirt collar, and throw him off. He hit the glass coffee table, which shattered into millions of pieces. Jerome must have seen the whole thing because he started to scream at me and Rob.

"You are fucking DEAD Robert!" Jerome hissed at Rob.

Then he turned to me.

"Keep motherfucking Rob, away from my Mitch. You hear!?"

I quickly nodded, unable to speak.

He pushed me down to the ground, and picked Mitch up off of the metal frame that was left of the coffee table. I heard a door slam from upstairs, and me and Rob glanced at eachother.

He stared at me, his eyes clouded with tiredness.

"Preston!?" He blurted out.

"Don't 'Preston' me Rob! Why are you so stupid! God damn!" I screamed.

I don't like to cuss. . . But I was so angry!

Rob started to lift up, so I pushed him back down, glared at him, and ran to the bathroom.

I quietly got my black bag out from under the sink, and did what needed to be done...

Rob's POV

I woke up with the worst headache I've ever had.

Why am I on the couch? And where is everyone?

I tiptoed over the broken glass of the coffee table, which I need to ask the guys about how that happened, and I looked out the window. The sun blinded me for a minute, but then I noticed Adam's car was gone. I walked up the stairs of the silent house, Jerome and Mitch's door were locked, and Preston was no where to be found.

I then noticed that the bathroom door was closed and locked. I knocked lightly on the bathroom door. I heard an object hit the floor and a grumble.

"Preston? Are you in there?"

More objects made noise, but then it stopped, and I heard a soft "Yea Rob."

There was a zipping noise, more shuffling, and then Preston opened the door. He had a pissed look on his face, and a bed head.

"Whats wrong Preston? Are you-..."

He quickly walked passed me, ignoring me, and went downstairs.

I followed him and decided to apologize for whatever made him upset at me for.

"Preston.. I-"

"I don't want to hear anything from you!" He yelled, and turned his head suddenly. I could tell that he was crying, but didn't want me to see it.

I put my hand on his shoulder, and to my surprise, he didn't take it off. He just covered his face with his hands. "Preston.." I started, waiting for him to cut me off. He didn't, So I continued. "I'm sorry for whatever I did last night. It wasn't me... I act very strange when I'm drunk, I should have never have drank anything. I'm so sorry that I hurt you in any shape or form. All I can plea for is your apology... You mean so much to me, and I don't want our friendship to end because of my stupidity.."

Silence.

He turned to look at me, no longer crying. His eyes were still a bit red and puffy.

"I'm still really hurt about what you did, but I know it wasn't the real you. I forgive you completely, Rob."

We hugged it out... I wish I could stay like this forever.

Our faces were really close.

"...And you're not stupid, Rob. You're just a Rob a Dob Flob..." He whispered.

I leaned in.

"WHO CAN'T GET A JOB!!!" Mitch and Jerome screamed from behind the couch.

I yanked my head back, surprized, and fell off the couch.

My face got a rough rug burn, because I had slammed my head into the floor.

I could hear Mitch and Jerome laughing their butts off, while they rolled around on the floor. I got up to see Preston, sitting in shock. His cheeks were flushed red. We just staired at eachother for the longest time. But then I decided to get up, because my face was really hurting.

I needed a cold shower, to wash the burn off my face.

"I'm gunna go take a shower... My face hurts." I moaned.

Preston layed his head down on the couch arm, and stared off into the wall, his face was still red."

Our eyes met for a second as he glanced at me walk away. But then he darted his attention back to the wall.

What have I done this time??

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Long chapter! Just for you guys who have been waiting so patiently! <3

Looking forward to Peachy's Chapter. After hers, I will be writing a chapter, strictly about bananas if you know what I mean.

*Eyebrow wiggle*

~Ticky