The next morning, I wake up to the guitar solo from Green Day's American Idiot, signalling my phone ringing. I answer it without checking who ot was. "You woke me up." I tell the person on the line.
"Good morning to you too, beautiful." Ashton.
"Oh, hey. You still woke me up."
"Sorry. Do you wanna go lazer tagging with me and the guys today?" Ash askes me with hope in his voice.
"Sure. Can the girls come too?"
"That's cool."
"Okay, we'll meet you there in an hour?" He askes.
"Sounds good babe."
"Bye."
"See you soon."
I already woke Royal up, and we are trying to get Rahma up.
"Rahma, wake the snick snack patty whack up!" Royal says, shaking her for the tenth time. Not that I'm counting.
"Shut it Hanji." Rahma mumbles turning over again.
"Royal, water." Is all I say before she goes into the kitchen. She comes back a few seconds later with a cup of water. I tilt the cup over her face.
"Sweet mother of Gods!" Rahma exclaims wide eyed, wiping water off her face. "What the hell guys?" She says still trying to get water out of her nose.
"Ash invited us to play lazer tag with them today. Thanks to you, we've only got 20 minutes to get ready. "
"That's enough time." Royal says.
"Maybe for you." I mumble before going to get dressed.
20 minutes later, we pile into my Impala and turn on the radio. "I'm bleeding out, so if it's the last thing that I do," Dan Reynold's voice fills the car.
"THIS IS MY JAM! " Rahma screams before singing off key.
"My ears!" Royal says the same time I say "Please stop the torture!"
Either she ignores us, or ignored it because she continues singing the whole way there. When I pull into the parking lot, Rahma jumps out of the car before I even cut the engine.
"Excited are we?" Royal teases.
"Yes! I'm so ready for bitches to get rekt!" Rahma says almost bouncing out of her combat boots. Inside the building, it's dark, and multicolored strobe lights are pulsing. Selfie is blaring from the loudspeakers deeper in the building.
"Do you see the boys anywhere?" I ask both of them. They shake their heads.
"I think the laser tag area is in the back. Follow meh." I command and walk further into the arcade style building. The lights aren't as bright towards the back, so I bump into a few things.
"Boo!"
"Ahhh!" Rahma and I scream.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Royal screams louder and longer than us, and we look at her.
"What? I was scared." She defends.
"Okay," A familiar voice says "that was too funny! You girls should've seen your faces!"
"Michael, you almost gave us, especially Royal, a heart attack." I complain.
"Stop being such a girl, it was funny."
"Oh, okay. Gimme a sec to change genders really quick." I say lightly
"Very funny," I could practically hear the eye roll in his comment. "Just come on."
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The Morning After(DISCONTINUED)
FanficInspired by a Would You Rather question. "Would you rather be Ashton's girlfriend or Luke's one night stand?" What happens when Jen goes behind boyfriend Ash's back and sleeps with his bestfriend Luke? It could only lead to trouble... Partial credit...