Battle of the Bands

It's raining men

TAYLAH’S POV

“Can someone pass me the sunscreen?” I held out a hand, my eyes still covered from the glare of the sun. Someone placed the tube into my hand and I proceeded to protect my burning skin. Hashtag pale people problems.

“Does anyone have any water?” Tyrone asked and I threw over a bottle.

“Can the weather just be like this always?” Georgia said contently from where she was lying on her towel between Christian and Brock.

The weather was really nice so we’d made the short walk down to the local beach and make the most of it. So we’d lined up our towels in a long row and were all just lying there basking in the sun like lazy lizards.

“Oi girls,” Luke flicked sand towards us so we sat up in annoyance. “Look over there.”

Walking along the sand, just in boardies with their lovely torsos all out on show, were our incredibly attractive next-door neighbours. They were passing a footy between them and laughing and looking hot.

“Hey,” one of them nodded in our direction as they passed. We gave them a couple of ‘hey’s and waves, acting cool until they walked past.

When they were just past us, Luke did a really loud wolf-whistle. They all turned around and we immediately fell back onto our towels and out of sight.

“Not quite your type babe,” one of them called back, shrugging. “Sorry.”

We were all literally rolling around on the sand in laughter. Luke just chuckled and ran a hand through his hair. Mitchel jumped to his feet and faced us all.

“Anyone keen for a dip?” we all nodded and stood up to join him, following him down to the water’s edge.

“Come on ladies,” Brock’s arms came around my waist and he lifted me up onto his shoulder. He waded into the water and dropped me so I was completely submerged in the freezing cold waves.

“Brock!” I squealed, sitting up and spitting out water. He grinned and dove under the water away from me.

“I dare one of you to swim out to the buoy!” Georgia announced and the boys all looked around at each other.

“Why not,” Tyrone shrugged and swam off. We could see him bobbing in the waves as he grew smaller and smaller. Then he stopped and he was clinging to the buoy, waving one arm. We all cheered and he started his journey back.

We re-emerged and walked shivering back up the beach. The sun had slipped behind a cloud and there was a cool chill. I slipped on my thongs, shook out my towel and ran up the beach to the stairs.

“I’m starving,” Georgia complained when we got back to the house.

“Why don’t we walk down to the shop and grab some fish and chips?” Christian suggested.

“Because walking is gross, duh,” Maeve said obviously from the couch.

“Okay, why don’t we walk to the shops and you stay here like the lazy shits you are,” Mitchel corrected with an eye roll.

“Good plan,” Maeve shot him a thumbs up. Christian, Mitchel and Tyrone ended up going to get dinner while the rest of us stayed at the house.

We were lounging around the living room on our phones. I was scrolling through my twitter timeline and my mentions, just seeing what was going on in the real world.

KatieGLovesWat NO THIS IS NOT OKAY MY TWO FAVOURITE GROUPS TOGETHER I CANNOT EVEN DEAL! Twitpic.com/wjrekjne77uE

She’d attached one of the pictures we’d taken around the fire with all of us. That reaction was pretty consistent right down my timeline.

TonightersUnite I cannot imagine a more perfect combination than WAT and Hipster so hope they do shows cause I’ll be front row <3

CaliHipsters Not WAT’s biggest fan, but aww @Taylah_HG looks so cute with @ChristianAntho and @MitchelCave twitpic.com/Hs68BG3Gbn

Of course not all of the tweets were that supportive, but it’s to be expected in any situation.

TheTonighter Um who even are Hipster? Some try hard nobody girl group ooor? Do us all a favour and GTFO kaythanksbye

JessicaHowell Dear @ItsActuallyMaeve please fuck off and get your skanky hands off my Luke. Lots of love, Jessica.

LalalaLauren Lol but Hipster can do so much better than some prissy little boyband. Please don’t tell me you’re touring with those wankers!

RealGeorgiaG All respect to all you tonighters, but aren’t we all mature enough to have boys as just friends? Idc if you don’t like our group, but if you’re willing to send hate, then y’all need jesus. Xoxo GG.

“Classy G,” I laughed and she winked at me. Maeve’s phone went off and she answered it, hushing us all.

“Hey Logan,” she answered. “What? No we’re fine. I know it’s so nice isn’t it? Um the boys have gone to get us some fish and chips. Of course not. Yeah – Luke!”

He’d taken the phone out of her hand and was talking into it.

“Hey Logan man,” he grinned at Maeve who just glared at him. “Yeah man, we’re good. No she’s behaving herself, yeah they all are. Oh really? Yeah tell her we say hi. Alright, see you man, yeah I’ll tell her. Okay, bye. He says he loves you and he’ll see you in a couple of days.”

“Thanks Jackass,” Maeve laughed, taking back her phone.

“Shit shit shit!” Tyrone came bursting through the door with Mitchel and Christian on his heels, and they were all wet. “It started raining!”

“I can see that,” Georgia took the soggy packet of chips from his arms and put it on the table.

“God I’m so full,” Brock said, leaning back from the now empty table.

“Well I’m tired,” I pouted. “Ladies, bedtime?”

They nodded and yawned and we went upstairs, changing into PJs and getting into bed. The rain picked up to a steady drum on the roof. I was just snuggling down into my doona when a drop of something wet fell onto my forehead. I looked up just as another one fell down onto my nose.

“Mother f-” Maeve sat up in bed beside me, wiping the water off her face. The rain kicked it up a notch and soon enough drops of water were raining down on us from every possible inch of roof.

“You’ve got to be kidding me!”