Rose [S.M]

Fix you

"Let's go out tonight." A already slightly intoxicated Brian yells loudly through the restaurant we all are having dinner at. After the longest meeting of my life, we went out for dinner at this amazing Italian restaurant in down town LA.

"Yeah! I am down." Connor yells back. Already a bit tipsy. Calm your tits bro. You are not even allowed to drink alcohol yet.

"Shawn? Rose? Are you guys down?." The last thing I want is to go to a busy, sweaty club. It has been a long day and I didn't get much sleep last night. I drunk one glass, I repeat one glass
Of red wine and my head is already spinning.

"Whatever you want. It's your call." I can see in his eyes that he wants to go.

I turn my head back to Brian. "I don't know yet. I am really tired. Maybe after a nap, I will feel better."

"Who needs a nap at 21 years old?."- Sam laughs together with Connor. "You are such a old, boring woman." They clearly don't know what the hell happened last night. I am sure that it they knew, they wouldn't say. So, I cannot really blame them.

"Dude..."- Shawn immediately defends me. I squeeze his arm underneath the table.

"Yeah, that I am."- I try to make it sound lightly.

"You are going to come, Right Rick? Or do you have to stay home with the Mrs?." They say teasingly. I case you didn't know. Rick is the name his friends call him. Why? I have no idea. So, don't ask me.

"Of course not."- they are annoying when they are drunk. "He can go, whenever I come along or not."

"I am not going without you." Shawn says next to me.

"Why not?." I raise my eyebrow at him.

"You know why." He says like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

"Shawn, don't be ridiculous. If you want to go out, go out." It's already something that I allow him in my space. Nothing is fix yet. We didn't had the change to talk about what happened because there was simply not enough time to get into it all. So, I really wouldn't mind if he would go away with his friends for a couple of hours. That will give me some time to think about everything.

"What is wrong Shawnie? Are you afraid that she is going to run away?." Connor jokes but unintentionally hits a nerve. Brian, who is sitting next to him, slaps him on the back of his head.

"Ouch... what was that for?."

"You need to shut up. You are being rude."

"I was only joking..." after that, you can feel the awkward tension in the room.

"Is everyone excited for the tour?." Thank God for Andrew. The hero of the day, who breaks the awkward silence.

You have no idea how excited I am. <— yep, that was sarcasm. Good guess.

Unfortunately, Andrew didn't drove with us to the restaurant. So, the tension is back in full swing as Shawn, Brian and I are driving back to Shawn's condo.

Shawn and Brian are talking about... I have honestly no idea. I am not really mingle myself in their conversation. I am busy on my phone, texting the girls in our groups chat, telling them what the hell happened last night. I can tell you that if there was a possibility that they could teleport themselves to LA real quick, Shawn wouldn't have had a dick anymore. That is how mad they are at him. The only reason why they didn't took the first flight to LA is because they have to work in the morning and they already used all of their days off from work. Well, luckily Shawn.