What A Guy/Jacklyn

Chapter 6

Jacks POV 

It was the next morning and Brook looks so peaceful when he is sleeping I just want to kiss him. Jack no you can not be gay your sister will hate you for being a disgrace to society. I just fall back asleep wrapping my arms around Brook. 

6 hours later 

I find myself drunk as can be with a bottle of tequila in my hand just chugging it. Turns out I really like it. The boys are out of the house so I don't have to worry about them coming home to find out my state of position. I don't realize someone is home until a shadow appeared on the floor. I looked up and its Brook. He was looking at all the empty bottles on the floor that I drank between beer, wine, vodka, bourbon. I don't even like bourbon.  He just pushes over the bottles and sits next to me and just grabs the tequila bottle right out of my hand. 

"Do you have any lime?" Brook said. 

"No, I drink the shit straight." I replied. 

Brook giggles while saying ok. Brook probably doesn't drink liquor straight because he squished his face together. He was cute and I just smiled. 

We ran out liquor so we decided to go out and get some more. Brooks tipsy ass is carrying my drunk ass down the street when I jumped off and started running down the street and Brook is chasing after me like a wild goose all the way to the store. We grabbed practically every single kind of bottle even bourbon and I don't even like it. 

We get home to see the boys standing there just in awe about how many liquor bottles were on the floor. 

I just saw Andys face full of disappoint on how drunk we got. But then he surprised Brook and I and said, "Just hand me a bottle." And we did. Andy, Brook, and I got drunk as can be. Well Andy was only tipsy when decided to go fuck Rye. Brook and I continued drinking as much as possible. We got a blanket and dragged our asses outside to the courtyard and just laid on the grass. I took a sip of some kind on liquor when I felt Brooks head lay on my chest. Im guessing he can't hold down his alcohol because he throw up about every ounce of it. I just rubbed his back just comforting him and letting it know its ok. He went into tears because Im also guessing he's the emotional drunk. He just grabbed the bottle and started drinking. After a couple hours Brook fell asleep so I carried him back bridal style into our room. I laid him down in his bed and put aspirin, water, and trash can by his bed and did the same for myself. Yes I know Im totally drunk but I'm able to think I always have been.

The Next Morning 

Brooks POV 

I woke up to the sound of someone puking their guts out. I woke up and immediately the hangover kicked in. When I was fully conscious I turned over and I saw Jack leaning over the trash can. I then started throwing up to. When we stopped I asked him, 

"Why didn't you go to the bathroom and throw up in the toilet?"

"It hurts to much to stand" he said in a soft tone. We then took the medication then I asked him, 

"Do we want to go to Dennys?"

"Yes" He said. 

We spent the rest of the morning and afternoon at Dennys just talking. 

A/N: I am so so so sorry that I have not updated this in five months. I have been caught up with school work and band that I haven't had the time to write this. I also had writers block and didn't know how to write this. I hope you guys have enjoyed this. Im sorry its short as well.