A/N wow an update... I bet no one reads this peice of crap anymore anyway but here you go. Also, sorry if the tense changed... I'm so inconsistant! This is fluffy, no plot line here really, just a filler to keep you going. Please vote and comment if you still read, I'm going to try to do regular updates!
Italy was more beautiful and more amazing than Abby could have hoped. Everyday was filled with day trips, swimming pools, friendly locals and of course homemade traditional Italian ice cream. It was hardly what the couple would have called a 'romantic getaway' (what with Kyle, Woody and Will always hot on their heels wherever they slipped off to) but with their new lifestyle of constant gigs, fans and attention, it was nice to just spend time together. They stole a few chaste kisses here and their but to be honest, for Abby is was like a big family holiday (not that that was a bad thing). Dan always carried a small book with him, and was constantly scribbling in it. Abby could only assume that the stunning views and warm Italian air was inspiring him to write lyrics, or the romantic Dan was, possibly poems. She had tried many times to sneak a look into that book, but Dan always waved her away, saying that it wasn't ready for her to read yet. This always made Abby smile, Dan was never finished when it came to his songs.
It was nearing the end of their Italian holiday when Kyle got exceedingly drunk. He was dancing and laughing, even falling into the hotel fountain at one stage. Abby laughed along, and danced like a drunken fool with him (the video footage was more than entertaining). He brought Abby to the hotel lobby, and started spewing drunken confessions so slurred that Abby couldn't make individual words out.
"What? Kyle, slow down. Take a deep breath." Abby told Kyle, who was distressed about the lack of communication.
"Abby...jus don' tell Dan, okay? Dan can' know..." Kyle slurred.
"OK... What did you do? What's wrong?"
As the words left her mouth, Kyle's lips smashed onto hers rather unpleasantly. He stank of alcohol and garlic from their meal, and quite frankly, he had no coordination in his lips, so to Abby it felt like a wet mess. Abby pushed Kyle off her and stood up quickly.
"Kyle, no. You can't just do that! Oh my god..." Abby rushed outside to join the party and act like nothing has happened, leaving Kyle a drunken mess in the foyer.
