"It seems to me, that love could be labeled poison and we'd drink it anyways."- Atticus
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I knew that there was no one else for this woman than me. With no apology to my brother, if I couldn't have her, then nobody would.
Athena brought out the ab...
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Harmony got up from next to me and my eyes followed her as she opened a cupboard in the kitchen area and grabbed a bottle of vodka. Then she bent down and for a moment I couldn't see her. When she got up she had four little shot glasses between her fingers, and she held the vodka bottle in the other hand.
"Here we go." She sloppily set the glasses and bottle down on the ground. "Liquid fun, here to save the day."
Carlyle had been busy, typing down on his phone, but when he saw what his friend had just brought he smiled lazily.
"Liquid fun? With me, you know it's liquid trouble." Carlyle said, and I didn't doubt it. The sound of his retching in his hotel room just a few days ago echoed through my mind.
"I heard the sound of Carlyle's puking..." were the words that Aaron had first said that night and I could naturally assume that it was because it wasn't anything new to him. Carlyle probably got fucked up often.
"Well... I wanted to put Athena more at ease. And I don't want to go to sleep right now. Might as well get drunk. We've got a long way to Berlin."
"Berlin? That's sick!" I exclaimed. I felt pleasantly surprised to be reminded of the band's destination. I hadn't even bothered with asking where we were going as all I'd wanted to do was just get out of Spain and maybe get a place to stay.
The fact that The Poison had decided to perform in Spain had been something very fortunate and even what I would have called sheer luck. It turned into an opportunity the fact that as a teenager I'd desperately wanted to visit Spain- and various other countries of Europe. But also the fact that my favorite band was The Poison.
"Yep, Berlin. I love Germany. Hope you'll let me show you my favorite spots," Carlyle asked me. I stared into his eyes for a second, then raised a brow.
"We'll see." I gave him a little smirk that left him gaping a bit. "Harmony, give me the fun drink."
"Sure, let's sit on the ground!" She slid down and I did the same, sliding off the couch. The guys followed suit.
"What if we played truth or dare?" Jon's gaze slid between Carlyle and me.
"Why? Because you want Carlyle to actually have a shot at kissing me?" I crossed my arms.
Carlyle started laughing and Harmony giggled.
"Actually, I was more thinking that I wanted to have a shot at kissing you." Jon winked, causing me to roll my eyes.
"Aren't you just scared to get any action?" Carlyle leaned back on his arms and gave me a lazy grin. "A night in my bed would be the best night of your life, babe. Why are you so scared?"
"I'm not scared." I scoffed. I'd never heard such a ridiculous theory about myself. "I'm on a tour bus with a bunch of crazy strangers. I doubt a silly game of truth or dare, would be scary at all."
