She's Not Afraid

when im gone.

Winner was I forgot so dedicated to whoevers reading this I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.

Michaels pov.

Shit shit shit this was a bad idea, they are drunk fucked out of there minds.

I'll call liam.

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Ring

Ring

Ring

"Hello"

"Liam man I need help next stop get your ass on our tour bus"

"What happened."

"Ashton bought alcohol that's what fucking happened"

"Okay how much have they drank"

"I don't even know man, I stopped counting after 6 beers and 4 shots."

"Shots of what"

"Erm I think it's called barcadi 121"

"Bracardi 151 correction and HOLY SHIT THATS STRONG STUFF."

"So what do I do"

"You don't just let the acohole run it's course "

"Okay fine I'll have some fun never mind I think ill supervise."

Rais POV

So I've had 6 beers barely an effect I'm not a light weight.

"SHOTSSSS" I hear Ashton yell.

"Barcardi 151 holy shit man how'd you score this" I ask knowing what it's going to do.

"I have ways" he says smirking."

"this will be a fun night."

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"YOU WERE SINGING ALL THE SONG I DONT KNOW"

"NOW IN THE FRONT ROW CUZ MY SONG IS POPULAR."

"shut up!" i mubbled to my phone.

"oh shit thats michaels ringtone" i say shooting up way to fast.

"hello" i answer quitely because of my throbbing head.

"what the hell you didnt tell me you were on tour with your little boyfriends" he says agrily

"okay since when did you become my mom:" i yell throwing the phone.

i get up and decide to get some advil and coffee, currently we are stopped i dont know were though.

"pstttttt luke wake up"

"what" he groaned.

"come with me to get starbucks." i whisper.

"okay!" he shoots up.

"lets go."

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"ill have a just a mocha frap with extra choclate and a lemon bread." i say to the annoying voiced prep.