♡Lucky Ones♡ [Completed]

Chapter Twenty-Seven

“Remember what you said about getting shitfaced drunk, yeah?” he asks.

“Yeah!”

“Well, it’s time!” for about five minutes, we down the bottle of alcohol, laughing at our friends and being the drunk idiots we were. I soon tumble my way to my brother. A reporter comes up to me and David and starts questioning us.

“So, how is Warped?” the lady asks.

“Fucking amazing!” my brother yells. We leave the reporter behind and dance like crazy. I haven’t felt this close to my brother, since, I don’t know. I look and I see a very tall figure coming my way and a short figure next to him.

“Mike! Kellin!” I couldn’t stop smiling, especially when Ryan bought out weed and almost everyone, except for Kellin, Alex, and Jack, took a smoke followed by some whisky. I piggy backed on Mike’s back and ran around the longue like idiots. Miley was grinding on some random girl and Max was making out with some random girl. Tony came running in with a Darth Vader mask on and someone, who I think was Jesse, came in with a horse mask. Alex and Sarah attempt to get everyone to do the wave and after my sixth shot, I don’t remember much. I do know that I have Sarah’s number.

I woke up soaked and with a serious hang-over. I check my phone, after the bright screen almost blinds me and see that a fricking rainbow has threw up on me. I carefully sit up, and take in my surrounding. Empty bottles of whisky and beer lay on the floor. Weed is all over the table and a bong is turned over. On the couch cuddled up to Alex is Sarah. Jack and Tony are on the floor, jacks foot in Tony’s mouth. Vic and Mike are cuddled up together and Jaime and my brother are squished on the love seat. Kellin is next to me, his mouth slightly opened, and Miley and Max lay huddled up by the door of the bathroom. Carefully getting up, I walk into the bathroom to see Ryan’s head on the toilet and Jesse is knocked out in the bathtub.

Geez, how did this happen. I got and grab two bottles of Advil and take two out and set them by a water bottle and line them up on the counter, taking two myself. I wonder where the WCAR guys are.

I sneak back into the bunks and cuddle up on the floor with a blanket. I then realize I forgot a pillow and I snatch one from the bottom bunk and someone grips it back.

Oh, it’s on.

We play tug-a-war over the pillow and I snatch it from the freaking person, falling backwards.

“Man, what the-Ellie?” I look up and see Kyle on the bottom bunk.

“Oh, hey Kyle. Where’s the rest of the guys?”

“I don’t know. David is on the PTV bus, Andy left after getting drunk and sucking faces with some blonde, Eric went-” my eyes widen as he stops and realize what he said.

“Wh-what?” I ask.

“Oh my God, Ellie, I’m so sorry.” I keep my cool and shrug it off. I toss him back the pillow and curl up on the floor. I send Austin a text.

Ellie: God! What is it about me that I always end up in ad relationships?!?!

As soon as the text was sent I got one back.

Austin: idk. But the real person you’re meant to be with will be there waiting for you. All you have to do is find him. Stop rushing into relationships, hoping this will seem okay. The more you rush, the more it hurts. At the next venue we’re hanging out, I mean, I have to leave with you anyway to go to rise records.

Ellie: K. and thanks Austin.

Austin: no prob, now get some sleep princess.

My eyes flutter close with Austin’s advice ringing through my head.

Maybe he’s right. I always rush into relationships because I want them to be like the one Austin and I had. But none of them ever will be. Maybe without a relationship, I can focus on spending time with my friends and focus on the music and the fans. Soon, I found myself in a slumber.

Waking up from a nice slumber isn’t something I would recommend. Even if it’s curled up on the floor, I’m not ready to get up and face the day. I needed to have a band meeting about our set up. I think it would be great to keep Miley as a clean vocalist and I can be an unclean vocalist. Leaving Ryan and Max as backing vocals. I feel like Max doesn’t get his fair share of fame. That needs to change. My phone began to play the noise racking The Sky Under The Sea, it means my alarm is going off. My fingers carelessly fumble for the snooze button on my screen. Hearing the music fade into nothing, I fall back into my sleep. No stress, just sleep……..*crash!*

“God dammit!” I yell. I kick off the blanket and hoist myself off the floor. I clumsily make my way to the lounge to see almost everybody gone. All that remained was Sarah who was picking up stuff from the floor, Vic in the kitchen, and my band. All bottles of water and Advil pills gone. I groan when I see the sunlight peeking through.

“Morning sunshine.” Vic says. I happily give him my morning finger as I step off the bus. The air was crisp and the wind was blowing rather hard for a summer day in Texas. I walk back on the bus and put some shoes on, seeing that I’ve slept in my clothes.

“Hey, uh, Ellie?” a female voice asked. I turned towards the kitchen to see Sarah fiddling with the helm of her sweater.

“Yea?”

“Well, I want to say thank you for an amazing time yesterday. It’s was nice to have escape the horrid of my bloody town.” It was the first time since yesterday I’ve noticed the accent.

“You’re not from here?” I ask. She shakes her head and her eyes dart down to the floor.

“No. I’m from Manchester. But I had to move here six months ago and since then, I’ve hated it. I mean, how the fuck can people be so rude, I mean I-I,” I rush over and embrace her in a well needed hug. Hot droplets of water stain my neck and shirt as she clings on.

“It’s okay. Things will get better. You still have my number. If you are ever feeling down, call, text, or Skype me. my fans mean the world to me. if you are someone who thinks it’s okay to be a complete asshole, then I will never consider you a fan of mine. Ever.” She wipes away some stray tears and nods.

“I’d better get going, got school later.” I nod and follow her off the bus.

“Sarah!” I call before she walks out the gates. She turns around. “Be safe.” She nods and scurries off to her car. I turn around and my nose comes in contact with someone’s chest.

“Beau?” I look up and see a grinning Andy. I roll my eyes and walk off to the Blessthefall bus. I don’t even bother knocking, I mean, it’s just Beau. I walk onto the bus and the members of the band are huddled over a MacBook, laughing their butts off at something.

“What’s so funny?” Beau doesn’t even look up from the screen, he just motions for me to come over. The video playing is from the VIP lounge. You can see me kissing Vic on the cheek, David and I being the drunks we were, Beau passed out on the ground.

“It’s already hit over a million views over night!” and you could see Sarah and Alex having the time of their lives. Matt (drummer) and Matt (keyboardist) were sitting on chairs asleep, sunglasses covering their face. and then there’s paint balloons, and man, it looked like we were having fun.

“You look like a freaking rainbow threw up on you!” Jared shouted. I felt my face heat up.

“Shut up! Don’t be a butthole!” I pout. For a minute, I forgot about Andy cheating and the stress of being a rising musician. It felt good to kid around and be, me. But as soon as it slipped my mind, I remembered, band meeting

“Well guys,” I slapped my hands on my thighs as I stood up. “I have a band meeting to attend.” They all yelled “See you later!” and I made my way to my bus. I stood in front of the door for a minute and sighed as I opened the door. my eyes fell upon the couch and my jaw dropped.

“Miley! Andy! What the hell?!”