Think About U

{16}

We all get settled into our areas, Max and Chad agree to take turns with what was originally my room. While I settle into Joji's room, Max will be sleeping on the couch and Chad gets my old room for the night. I set up some of my stuff and head back downstairs. I connect my phone to the speaker in the living room and play some music. I make my way to the kitchen and grab my water bottle, sipping it and humming along to a Machine Gun Kelly song. Chad comes downstairs with his hair down, "Can you braid my hair the way you braided yours? It's hot as fuck outside." I nod and sit down on the couch letting him get settled on the floor before parting his hair and starting , "So tell me what it was like back when you guys did Filthy Frank videos" I say focusing on the first braid. "Well it's not much different than now for Max Ian and I, at least. It was just a bit more chaotic back then and George was wild, but I guess everyone has to grow up a bit at some point." I nod at his response finishing his first braid and turning his head to start the second one. "I'll admit, it was kinda fun, when how to basic wasn't trying to kill us with random shit," Joji says from the kitchen scaring both me and Chad. He laughs at the fact that he made Chad, a man twice his size, jump. "Come on tell me some stories" I plead as he sits down next to me. He shakes his head and cracks a smile, "Ask me again later once I've got a few drinks down and maybe I'll tell you." I roll my eyes and finish Chad's hair. "Speaking of drinks, I'm about to go with Max on a booze run. You guys want anything?" Chad asks standing up. "I'll text you what I want so you can't say you forgot" Joji says as he leans back into the couch. "What about you?" Chad looks at me waiting on my answer so he can go upstairs to get Max and Ian. I shake my head, "Nah somebody's gotta be responsible tonight, I gotta supervise you guys. Drunks and explosives don't mix." He shrugs and heads upstairs. "Good call," Joji looks up from his phone. "I gotta keep you idiots alive and remotely safe or this weekend would go downhill very quickly and likely end with an urgent care visit," I sigh leaning back, "and it's pretty fun babysitting drunk Max as long as he doesn't start puking." On cue, Max comes down the stairs cleaning his glasses on his shirt with Chad and Ian following, "trust me George is just as familiar with drunk Max as you are, if not more" He laughs picking up his hat off of the table. "It's true" Joji shrugs as Max makes his way over and sits in my lap, "despite all the times you've babysat me after parties at your house or Ian's and had to clean up my puke, you still love me," Max grins and hugs me. "Yeah well, Ian is on puke duty," I laugh hugging him back then push him to his feet. "Wait why am I on puke duty?" Ian whines laying on the other couch. "You invited them so you get that responsibility," I reply not looking up from Joji's phone and half laughing at the meme he's showing me. He sighs scrolling through Netflix, "I guess that's fair." I lay down and put my feet in Joji's lap. "Alright well we'll be back," Max says shaking his keys before he and Chad walk out of the house. "Oh hey, guys can you help me get the coolers and stuff out of the car so they'll be ready before they get back?" Ian looks over at us. I whine a little irritated and throw my phone on the couch sitting up and grab Ian's keys off of the table. "I can carry both suitcases and will throw a fit when you try to help, but I can't carry two empty coolers and a few other things" I mumble, mocking him and head out the door with him and Joji not far behind. The boys unload the coolers and the canopy and I pull the spare beach blankets out of the trunk. We carry everything to the back patio and set it down then head inside to wait on Max and Chad to return.

Short chapter but I figured it's something. Also the next chapters are gonna get a lil spicy. And I don't mean smut. (Which I suck at writing) but I think you'll like them

Word count 795.