before i go - the hangover IIII

part 6

"Pride and Prejudice?" Stu reads, as the tour bus comes into view in front of the shop. It was all rainbow and was just as big as a normal coach bus was. "What, are they gonna teach us English literature along the way?"

I laugh, realizing what kind of tour bus we had taken. "Oh this should be fun."

As the driver stopped, the doors flew open and out came a man, mid 40s, with only a holographic speedo on and a pink cowboy hat. His face widened into a smile as he saw our group that stood before him, making his thick eyebrows curve.

"Nathan!" Nigel examined, running up to the driver and giving him a hug.

"I'm so confused!" Alan yelled, rubbing his forehead and storming off.

Realizing that we had taken a gay tour bus for local singles, I was only now determined to find out what happened.

"Hey Nathan. Look. Can you give us a step by step of what happened last night. Frankly we don't remember anything-"

Interrupting, Nigel spoke up. "The gang said they were roofied. They lost their friend Doug and can't find him so they're retracing their steps."

"Oh well, i'm awfully sorry about Doug. Johnson is gonna be devastated about that one-"

"Who's Johnson?" Phil asks, crossing his arms and furrowing his eyebrows.

"They were only together the whole night. I've driven this bus for years so I have started developing a little bit of senses towards my clients, so getting all up in everyones business is what I tend to do. Johnson and Doug were like two peas and a pod-"

"I imagine Johnson was a guy on this gay singles bus tour?"

"Oh yeah. He actually comes on a lot," Nathan smiled.

"Doug is gay?" Alan asked, standing behind the entire group.

"Alan, shut up," Phil motioned with his hands. "Did we say where we were going?"

"Well the bus takes tours to the London Eye, Big Ben, all those places. You guys got off at the Buckingham Palace though. Doug was with you guys when you got off."

"So then he might be somewhere in London. How far is the palace from here?"

"An hour and a half," Nathan responds, smiling at every response. "I can take you guys there if you need."

"That would be great Nathan," I smile, getting ready to board the bus. "Thank you again, Nigel."

"Have a safe trip guys, I hope you find Doug okay!" Nigel waves to us as each and every one of us boarded the bus, me first, then Phil, then Stu, then Colin who was awfully quiet, then Alan and Chow who were playing chopsticks with their fingers.

"You okay?" I ask Colin as we all take our own separate seats on the bus.

"Oh, why yes Vanessa, i'm alright. It's just, i've never been on adventure like this one before," Colin says, looking nervous.

"Well, after the second time, you get used to it," I joke, laughing to myself.

As I saw out of the corner of my eye Phil looking at us the whole conversation, I decided to sit next to him to talk to him.

"Excuse me, Colin, i'll be right back," I smile, patting his shoulder. Colin nodded as I made my way next to Phil who was three seats back. "What is your issue?"

"What is my issue?" Phil asks, looking at me as I sat down next to him.

"Yeah. What the fuck is your issue?" I asked again.

"Maybe my issue is that prick that is all up on you-"

"Phil do you know what he told me before?" I ask, trying to find a way to tell him this information.

"Do I really want to know. I don't care if he's trying to hit on you or-"

"He said me, you and him fucked. We had sex. A threesome."

Phil widened his eyes as he looked back and forth at me and unbothered Colin who's back was turned towards us and facing the front. "What the fuck!"

"I know! I wanted to tell you before but you had your head so far up your ass you wouldn't listen to me," I sigh.

Awkwardly, Phil didn't know where to look. I knew it was awkward for the both of us. "Now what? Should we just forget it happened? Because I certainly don't want to remember sharing you with that asshole."

"Why you want me all to yourself?" I joke, nudging him while smirking. 

"Shut up," Phil smiles. "I didn't mean it like that."

"Listen. Whatever happened, happened. But none of us remember shit so does it really count? Not really," I say trying to reason with the fact. 

"Whatever, let's just find Doug and leave England and never go to another bachelor party ever again."

"I agree."