No Homo?| [CaKe: Cara and Kendall] | LGBT GXG |

5.

KENDALL'S POV.

I got fingered by Cara in the toilet of a 5-star restaurant and we got caught by Kylie, okay that happened. But the rest of the night didn't go as disastrous as we predicted.

"What are we going to do?" Cara asked,

"Just play it cool," I answered, completely smashed, "Yeah we might have fingered-banged, and you might have walked in on us, but we need to celebrate!"

"Okay, Kendall," Cara asked, agreeing with my barely literate rambling,

"Let's just get drunk!" I cheered, throwing my arms in the air.

Cara gave a half-hearted laugh at my drunken joy and continued to fix her makeup in the mirror,

"Come on then," She said, leading me out of the toilet, which we had just had wild finger sex in, "Let's get shit-faced,"

I cheered too, as she walked and I stumbled back to our table, I could see Kylie looking around rather nervously as I watched Cara order a round of shots and countless bottles of champagne. I began eating my meal which had already started to get kind of cold,

"So... umm," Kylie said, trying to break the awkward silence, "What happened in that bathroom?"

She giggled nervously,

"Just tell her," I said to Cara, who shot me a concerned and slightly disapproving look as the words escaped my mouth,

"Tell me what?" Kylie asked,

"Uhhh, well. Kylie, me and your sister are umm dating,"

"You're joking,"

Cara shook her head,

"Uhh, cool,"

A waiter bought over our shots and champagne,

"Shots! Shots! Shots! Shots!" I chanted picking one up off of the tray,

"One, two, three," Cara counted down and we all downed the tiny glasses of strong spirit, we finished the rest of our drinks and managed to drunkenly pay the bill,

"You know," Kylie said, putting her hand on the waiters arm, "You know, you are literally sooo nice, like literally, I could marry you,"

"Come on Kylie," I said, trying to unlatch my sister from this poor man,

"Shhhhh, go away lezzy,"

I ignored Kylie's rather rude but also incredibly intoxicated remark, as I myself could barely stand up straight, Cara, Kylie and I managed to get out of the restaurant in one piece and got ourselves into a cab. I sat on Cara's lap, Kylie had already fallen asleep, technically she wasn't old enough to drink anyway, I rested my head on Cara's shoulder,

"Feels good to tell someone," She said, a lot more sober than I was,

"Feels good, to feel good,"

"Agreed,"

We arrived outside Cara's house and had to undertake the incredibly taxing challenge of removing an asleep Kylie, from the cab to a bed in Cara's house. Whilst incredibly drunk. It wasn't easy, in fact it was extremely hard but finally after an intense struggle, Cara and ,both barely able to stand up, managed to maneuver a passed-out Kylie through the maze that was Cara's house.

We sat out on the balcony and Cara pulled out her smoking tin, she pulled out a small plastic bag filled with a suspicious-looking green bud,

"Is that?"