Beside You

Chapter Twenty-Three

Later that day, we all had agreed to go to the local bar for our free time.

I didn't bother changing.

"Ready?" Michael says, jumping on my back.

I support him by sliding my hands under his bum.

"Yeah, I'm ready." I laugh.

Michael gives me a kiss on the cheek.

"Whoo!" Michael laughs.

I run out of the apartment with him on my back. Calum on Luke's.

"This is war!!!" Luke says as he gets a starting run.

"Hey, now!" I try my best to beat Luke and Calum.

Michael gives me encouragement.

"Come on Ashton! We can do this!"

I can't stop laughing at him.

My hair keeps falling in my face, every time it does, Michael moves it.

Michael and I reach the bar, sweaty and all. We don't see Luke or Calum in sight anywhere.

"Huh. That's strange." Michael jumps off my back.

"They'd be here by now."

"Maybe they're inside." I open the door to the bar. No Calum or Luke in sight.

"Nope. Not in there, either."

Michael and I enter the bar anyway.

"They'll be here soon, hopefully."

A few minutes after arriving, Luke and Calum show.

"We're here!" Luke says as he and Calum rush through the door.

"We got lost.." Calum, embarrassingly, says.

Michael and I laugh.

"Seriously?"

"Yes. Don't laugh."

We order drinks, Michael and I still laughing.

"Okay, seriously. It isn't that funny."

I stop laughing. But Michael, being the idiot he is, continues laughing.

Calum smacks him on the back of the head, forcing him to stop.

"Ouch!" Michael rubs his head, "You're a big bully!"

I chuckle a bit.

"Here you go." The bartender hands us our drinks, then leaves.

"You guys are such idiots." Luke says as he sips on his alcohol.

"I'm 100% done with this band."

"Awh, Lukey." I sling an arm around his shoulder, "Don't be a bummer! Have some rummer!" I raise my glass, then drink some.

Luke laughs slightly before clinging our glasses together and sipping.

      An hour after arriving, Alex, Mandy, Kacey, and Jasmine walk in.

"Ashton! Luke! Calum! Michael!" Jasmine, being her perky self, says running towards us.

"Jasmine!" I slur.

"Are you highly toxic, or lowly toxic?"

I laugh at her question.

"That made no since."

"Jasmine, come over here." Mandy instructs.

Jasmine leaves, and orders two drinks.

"Nice seeing you here." Alex says, leaning over the table.

She's wearing a tight red and black lacey top with red and black pants to match, lacey as well. Her hair is perfectly straight, her lips are brightly red, and her eye makeup is gorgeous. All in all, she looks like someone you shouldn't fuck with.

"Hello, Alex." I say, taking the last sip of my drink.

"Hello, Ashton." She leans in a little further, revealing a pathway down her shirt.

"Didn't we just see each other today?" I ask, my speech still slurred.

"Yes, we did."

Alex pulls out a cigarette from her tiny tight top, lighting it up.

She blows the smoke in my direction.

"I don't want that in my face." I say, swishing it away.

Alex sips on her drink, beautifully.

Everything she does is beautiful.

She's beautiful.

*1 Hour Later*

An hour of being wasted, the eight of us find our way in the street.

"Damn, this cloud is hard. It hurts my feet." Mandy says, leaning on Michael.

"Nah, this cloud is amazing." Michael drops to the ground and lays on 'the cloud'.

Alex and I sneak away from everyone else, ending up at her apartment.

She clumsily opens the door.

We drop on the couch. Where we first intended to make love.

"God, Ashton. You're fucking perfect." Alex's lips slide softly down my neck.

She begins sucking and biting at it.

I moan her name and grasp her hips.

I hold tighter to her hips as she sucks and bites harder.

I gain the strength to flip her over so now I'm on top.

My fingers trace her tight clothing. I find the clasp to her top and throw it across the room.

My hands fall to her breasts and my lips fall to her neck.

I suck and bite and moan.

"Ashton." Alex moans my name as she unbuckles my belt, unbuttons and unzips my pants.

I stand up and force them and my underware off.

Alex slides her pants off, too.

We're both fully exposed, too drunk to notice or care.

Within a minute, our hate turns to love.

Sadly, neither of us will remember in the morning.