"Is our punishment done babe?" Josh looked at the mirror staring at the smokey eyeshadow I put on him.

"Ha, no." I laughed. "There's one more thing.."

We dressed Josh and Brendon and we dared them to go outside and scream that they like dicks for 20 seconds.

"I LIKE DICKS!" Brendon and Josh screamed and started running around, the street was really quiet so there is a high percent that everyone heard.

Tyler started playing Taco Bell roulette, which was like Russian roulette but with tacos and chalupas. Obviously the king of Taco Bell, Tyler, won most of the rounds, heck I didn't even win a single one.

"Yo Dall!" We heard Brendon scream from the kitchen. "Got any champagne or beer?"

"No, but you know what you can get drunk on?" Dallon stood up. "On holy water.."

"Fuck that-oh shit!"

"What's up?" Ryan said holding a bad of chips.

"I found champagne!" Dallon's eyes widened and I think I heard him whisper 'fuck.'

"Never hide a beer or champagne from a beebo.." Ryan whispered to Dallon's ear.

"I'll remember that."

After Brendon getting drunk, falling off the couch, and hitting Ryan with a pie; everyone fell asleep, I suddenly woke up and heard some bass sounds coming from a room.

I approached the room where the sound was coming from and I opened the door revealing Dallon with his bass and some papers.

"Why are you up so late?" I let myself in the room and started looking at some pictures.

Damn, Dallon kinda looked like Gladion and my stupid aunt from what I could see in the old pictures.

"I couldn't sleep so I decided to play for now, why are you up?"

"I heard you play, and well Josh was knocked out with beebo." I sat down on the floor across from Dallon. "What are you playing?"

"Just a little something I wrote, wanna hear it?"

"Sure." I laid back on the table that was near the floor.

"Cross my heart and hope to die
Burn my lungs and curse my eyes
I've lost control and I don't want it back
I'm going numb, I've been hijacked
It's a fucking drag." Dallon is really talented with the bass, now I want to learn how to play it.

"I taste you on my lips and I can't get rid of you."

"So I say damn your kiss and the awful things you do
You're worse than nicotine
You're worse than nicotine." Dallon played the last notes, I actually liked it. I started clapping and he gave me a smile.

"Somehow I feel like you are a family to me Y/N, like literally." I chuckled a bit.

"Same here, can you teach me how to play bass Dall?" He nodded.

Dallon started teaching me how to play and it was already 4 in the morning, he taught me some songs that he wrote himself. At first it was hard but I got the hang of it.

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