If You Can't Sing It, Scream It

Chapter 13: Not My Kind of Party

Here, have a cute picture of Brendon.

Oli's P.O.V.:

I don't know how long they played.. I'm only certain of three songs...but hot damn did Austin kill it. I saved these hot, sweaty, rough images of him for later on...in my room...alone. I loved his growls. I wanted to march right out there on stage and throw him to the ground. I wanted to be the reason he was moving the way he was on stage. I wanted to make him growl like that. I shuddered.

I thought I had really got in too deep when he turned to me and started walking over to me all out of breath, sweating, with a smirk on his face. His eyes raked over my body and my mouth went dry. I swallowed as he came within a foot of me.

"Enjoy the show." Oh boy did I. I crossed my legs and leaned against the wall just to make sure my friend wouldn't make an appearance. Was there hidden meaning there? I definitely sense something behind that statement.

"Absolutely, it was great." I grinned at him. "Lead singer was kind of cute."

He laughed and put a hand on the back of his neck, "Oh thanks. So... We usually go to a club here in town after a venue?"

I shrugged, "Okay, and?"

"Uh. Well are you going?" I felt a little squeamish... Brendon did say that they do this...I really didn't want to go...I hated being around people who were getting drunk and senseless...I mean...I wanted to ride out this high...not get high... I wanted to feel like I was living.

Alas, Austin was going..and surely some of them would be sober. I mean they wouldn't drive home drunk, would they? "Are there going to be sober people there?"

"Why?" He screwed his face up in confusion. Is he not used to being with sober people? Alan came up beside Austin and slung an arm around him.

"Cause he's a Straight Edge, dude." Alan explained looking between Austin and I.

"Oh." Austin looked mildly impressed and I became uncomfortable. I didn't wanna be pretentious...I just...I don't know. "Sure. I'll stay sober with you at least. Vic probably will and so will Jaime and Aaron."

I let out a breath I didn't know I had been holding. "Alright. I'm in."

I made my way to the merch booth while Austin and the guys took down their equipment.

"Hey lover boy." Brendon winked at me as I approached the tent. "Taking a break before round two?"

I coughed and laughed at his openness, "Uh no. There wasn't a round one."

He rolled his eyes. "Right. Come in here and help out then." Brendon, Kellin, Tobias, and I all manned the selling of merch while Pierce the Veil and Of Mice & Men manned the autographs and well wishes. It took a while, but finally the crowd died down enough so that we could break down the booth. The guys felt safe enough leaving the vehicle with the equipment in it here while we went to the club which meant we had to ride laps to the club.