I opened my eyes to find myself lying on a soft leather couch with the warmest black blanket wrapped around me tightly. My head was aching and throbbing with every thought about last night. My eyes scanned the room as I tried to remember how I got here. Red cups were left out on the counter, some tipped upside down with the contents spilled out messily. Car keys and pizza boxes were left within the mess and it's then I decided that Ronnie and Jacky must've brought me back here.
Voices came from the cabin area, coming closer as I proceeded to sit up, rubbing my eyes to get rid of the headache. Two tall figures shuffled into the room tiredly, sitting themselves onto the couch opposite me.
"Morning Sleepyhead" came a familiar British accent. I took my hands away from my eyes to reveal Jacky and Ronnie lounging sleepily on then couch.
Ronnie looked exhausted beyond belief, his one eye was blackened unusually and his lip was plump and bruised. That's when I figured something definitely went on last night. As for Jacky, he had the usual pretty face which was disguised by a curtain of tiredness.
"I have a headache" I yawned, as I was interrupted with the sound of my phone ringing. I regretted looking over to see who it was. "It's Josh" I mumbled in a small voice. Stumbling over my words as I tried to say his name. I handed the phone over to Ronnie who was considering whether or not to answer it.
"He's left a voice mail" Jacky pointed out when the ringing finally stopped. I braced myself for it, closing my eyes to emphasize just how scared I was. I could feel my breath catching in my throat as I heard his voice.
"Pick up your phone!" Josh yelled violently, "Or at least answer your texts, I'm sorry about last night, It wasn't meant to end this way. You better be alone. If I catch you with another man, you'll regret it. Wipe your tears, no one cares. Go ahead, call the cops about Ronnie.... I'll be your worst nightmare."
My eyes were wide and clueless as I blocked out the abuse. But one thin overpowered my thoughts more than anything. This gave me inspiration for a new song.
"Ronnie... I have an idea" I gasped, grabbing a pen and paper from the side table, "I'll make this into a song"
"That's a brilliant idea" Ronnie answered as he played the message over again.
"I don't know where to start" I admitted shutting out the sound of Josh's voice.
"Okay how about... Pick up your phone?... Answer Your Texts?" Ronnie suggested as I scrawled it down scruffily on the paper.
"I apologize about last night," I exclaimed, gaining their approval, feeling amazing for thinking of it so quickly.
"I really did not mean to upset you....no...disrespect you" Jacky spoke up unconfidently with a nervous smile as he messed with the hem of his black motley crue t shirt uncomfortably.
"That's amazing Jacky" I beamed in total surprise as I watched his shy face turn into a less timid blush.
"You better be alone" Ronnie mocked the voice message in laughter as he replayed it for the third time, "That guy is obsessed"
"That's it Ronnie!" I thanked him with a huge smile appearing on my face, "Mind if I go finish this in the back lounge?" I asked picking up the paper and the blanket.
"Go ahead" Ronnie smiled as he pointed through to which room it was.
Ronnie's P.O.V
I sat as I watched Natasha leave and caught the sight of Jacky's face. I'm not sure what he was thinking but I could tell that he wanted to go with her. Honestly, I felt good for helping her out with something for once. I had messed our friendship up to many times before.
"Jackyyyy" I called quietly, trying to catch his attention from his day dream. I raised an eyebrow at him and he blushed back in embarrassment.
"Someone is in love" I teased as I stood up and stretched as the door to the bus opened, letting the warm Californian Sun in.
"Yeah well, I saw the way she looked at you last night, I'd never have a chance" He admitted without even a trace of denial in his voice.
"Wait... The way she looked at me?" I asked, trying to drain the happiness from my voice.
"Yeah, true love right there" he mumbled with a glum look on his face.
I could feel the tension as Ryan entered the bus. I mean I loved Natasha with every part of my heart and it would be overwhelming to think that she felt the same way but it's not worth seeing Jacky unconfident and disappointed. He was too shy and anxious without this. His life had already been extremely hard for him. So I did what a real friend would do... I ignored my feelings. All that mattered was that she was back in my life.
"No" I shrugged off with denial deep in my voice, "She's like a sister to me." I could tell Jacky wasn't too convinced.
I watched Ryan and Derek pile in with 6 boxes of pizza. "What..." Ryan questioned when he noticed the look on my face, "Can't a guy buy 6 boxes of pizza without getting hounded? Jeez" He emphasised with wide eyes.
I accepted Ryan's "theory" and handed Jacky a cup of hot green tea, "Go give this to Natasha" I said thoughtfully, "She'll be happy to see you" I assured, pushing Jacky towards the door.
"Ronnie... I cant take credit for something you did" he gasped honestly, "You know I'm not like that"
"Just go" I laughed, pushing him further up the corridor.
Jacky's P.O.V.
Fine. I'd take this into Natasha just to make everyone happy. But there was no way I'd ever sabotage Ronnie and take credit for something I hadn't done even if Ronnie wanted me to. Sure, it's not a big deal... It's just a stupid cup of green tea but I like to think of myself as an honest guy.
As I walked up the corridor feeling Ronnie's hands move from my back, leaving me to walk alone, I thought over my conversation with Ronnie. I recognised the look in his eye when he denied Natasha's love for him. It was the same look he gave when he denied his love for x box games. I'm not stupid, I do notice these things. I just couldn't understand why he was in such denial.
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