The rest of the night was a blur of lights and music. And Jack trying to strip- that's how we got kicked out of the rest of the night. I'm sure I probably had a drink- or... five. But I'd blame it entirely on Nick. 

"Kells?" I hear a voice and suddenly a pair of arms are around my waist. "What the fuck happened last night?" 

I lift my head and turn to stare at him. Nick. "Nick what the fuck?!" I shove him off me. "Holy shit, why are you bare-ass naked?" My eyes widen. He frantically throws himself under the covers. 

"Did we-?" he mumbles under the blanket. "Uh-" He pokes his head out and stares at me. "Do the do?" 

"Shit- NO!" I shout, rolling off the bed and thudding to the floor. "We did not." I groan, laying on my back against the cold floor. My stomach twists and I hurry into the bathroom, throwing up whatever I ate or drank or whatever. 

"Are you okay Kells?" Nick shouts. He comes up behind me and rubs my back gently. I lay my head against the seat and let out a groan. 

"Why the fuck did I drink so much?" I mutter, staring up at him. "And could you please stop shouting?" 

He laughs and leaves. I sigh and clean up before rushing down after him. He hands me some Advil and water. 

"But I'll have to admit, you're really good to cuddle with," he teases. I nearly spit the water out and glare at him. "What? You're all cuddly and stuff!" 

"Nick, if you repeat that sentence in any way shape or form, I will beat your ass to next week, and I'm not even fucking joking," I threat emptily, putting the glass down. I  run back upstairs and grab my phone.

Jack: WHO'S POUNDING

Jack: Okay to be fair, I did drink and dance

Jack: and strip- according to Alex

Jack: Alex is throwing up his lungs

Jack: who got him drunk

Jack: He never gets drunk

Jack: I wanna marry the kid that got him drunk

Jack: wait no... I got him drunk

Jack: you know what? I'll just marry Alex

"How hungover is Jack?" I laugh, showing Nick the texts. He snorts and shrugs. "I wanna bet and he and Alex made out yesterday." 

"When don't they? They're practically dating anyways," he rolls his eyes and hands me back my phone. 

The doorbell rings and I rush over to the door. Shoot I'm not wearing a shirt. I sigh and pull my jacket on, zipping it up. I open the door and look around for a person. I look down at my feet and see a bunch of roses laying on the welcome mat. 

"Who is it?" Nick asks from the kitchen. "Is it Jack? Oh! No, I bet it's the FBI trying to arrest you for your secret drug deals." 

I stare at the flowers and pick them up. I stare at the note. Hello. No name or anything. "Nick? Can you come here please?" I shout. 

I hear his heavy footsteps and they stop behind me. "Oh, secret admirer or the guy from last night?" 

"I have no clue," I stare at the roses. White roses are my favorite. How the fuck did he know that? I feel my phone vibrate in my hand and look at the screen. 

???: do you like them?

Kellin: who are you?

???: the guy from last night 

Kellin: Vic?

Vic: yeah

Kellin: ... how do you know where I live?

Vic: I stayed with a friend last night and saw you go into the room with your friend.

Vic: boyfriend?

Kellin: nope. just best friend

Vic: good.

~

Jack: come over pls. bye

Brendon: k

Kellin: okay. I'll bring Nick

~

Kellin: I gotta go

Vic: okay

Nick smiles and pokes my cheek. "Looks like you got a lover!" he teases. I roll my eyes and rush upstairs to change. "Wait- I need clothes!" he shouts, realizing that he's only wearing his boxers. 

"Go naked!" I shout back. 

~~~

"Hey," I high five Alex. He smiles and sits back down next to Jack. "How are you?" I ask, sitting down. Nick gives me a look before sitting next to me. 

"I threw up about five times already. I swear I drank my own weight in alcohol last night," Alex mutters, resting his head on Jack's shoulder. "I still feel sick." 

"Poor baby," Jack pouts, stroking Alex's hair. "So about the guy from last night?" Jack's eyes trail over to me. 

"He even sent flowers!" Nick speaks up. "I bet those two will be attached by the lips by next week." 

"Next week? Our Kelly bear won't have virgin blood for much longer! That guy was hot," Brendon adds. "Even in my drunken state, I mean." 

"So Kellin, are you gonna... Do the do?" Tyler smirks. 

"Frickle frackle?" Nick adds

Alex snorts. "Dangle on his dingle?" 

"Ding his dong?" Jack shoots back.

"PUT THINGS IN HOLES!?" Brendon shouts. 

I choke on air and cough loudly. Eventually, everyone stops and stares at me with worry. 

"Apparently you won't be blowing," Brendon mumbles and Nick snorts. Tyler shakes his head, lowering his head to hide the smile. 

"You guys suck," I groan and lay on my back. 

"BUT YOU SWALLOW!" Brendon screams. 

I roll my eyes. "I'm just trying to make a friend that won't be a jerk every time I talk about someone," I say, ignoring Brendon. 

"Sorry, Kellin. We just never get to make fun of you... Mister perfect." Tyler says. Nick pokes my knee and I sit up.

"Let's play spin the bottle!" Brendon shouts, holding an empty beer bottle. "There's more beer in the fridge." 

"Yeah, I'm not kissing any of you while I'm sober," Nick comments, standing up and grabbing a six-pack, handing one to everyone. 

"Me first!" Brendon spins the bottle. 

"Yeah, it's easy for you because of your gay ass," Alex rolls his eyes. "And because you would make-out with anyone and everyone!" Alex shouts. 

"Ey! I have a gay ass too!" Jack shouts. Alex rolls his eyes, looking rather annoyed. Jack just grins and tackles Alex to the ground, placing a kiss on his cheek. Alex lets out a long groan and pushes Jack off. 

The bottle lands on Tyler. Brendon leans over and sloppily kisses Tyler on the lips. Tyler pulls away and takes a long sip of beer. He spins the bottle and kisses Nick. Nick spins the bottle and it lands on Jack. 

Alex's expression goes hard and he watches as Nick kisses Jack. Alex looks away and bites his lower lip. 

Jack spins the bottle and it lands on Alex. Alex softly mutters a curse that I barely hear and he turns. Jack presses his lips to Alex's and sure enough, they're making out. Jack pushes Alex to the floor, not even breaking the kiss. 

The rest of us, just stare at them. I'm pretty sure everyone sobered up from that. Though, I was never drunk. Nick suddenly giggles and rolls to the floor. Tyler finishes another beer, and Brendon opens another one for him. Brendon suddenly face-plants to the floor. 

I just blink and stare at Alex and Jack. The doorbell rings and Brendon's head shoots up. He gasps and whispers, "pizza." His eyes sparkle. 

I stand up and get the pizza, paying the man. I put the box down, realizing that those two are still making out. I sigh and shove Jack off Alex. 

Alex opens his eyes and covers them with his hand. Jack groans and stays on the ground, laying like a starfish. 

Brendon, completely oblivious, goes and grabs a slice. Tyler laughs and does the same. 

Vic: Are you busy?

I look up at my drunken friends. 

Kellin: no

Vic: Do you want to- I don't know... Meet up somewhere?

Kellin: sure? where?

Vic: Maybe we can get dinner tonight at Grey's?

Kellin: the fancy place at the mall?

Vic: Yeah

Kellin: okay... 

Vic: I'll pick you up at 5:30?

Kellin: okay

"Ohhhh does Kelly bear have a date?" Nick slurs, staring at my phone. Brendon grabs my phone out of my hands. 

"Oh!" Brendon shouts. I roll my eyes and pluck the phone out of his hands. "Use protection, babe!" He giggles. 

I groan and facepalm. "You guys suck," I whine. Alex smiles and crosses his arms. Brendon wiggles his eyes. "No! Ew!" I stand up and step away from our little circle. 

Alex stands up and grabs my bicep. "But seriously, if he breaks your heart in any way, I'll find him and stab his eyes out." 

"Thank you? But this isn't even a date," I reason with him. He rolls his eyes. 

"Where is it?" 

"Grey's. But it isn't a date, just a... Get together." 

"Grey's a fancy restaurant- a fancy, romantic restaurant," he raises his eyebrow. "You must be blind not to realize that he's asking you out on a date." 

"Alright, fine. But don't stab him, you'll go to jail," I say. "I have to go. I have an essay to finish." 

"Can I come with? I need to get out of this place full of drunk college guys who happen to be my friends. And I have the same essay." 

I nod and we walk out of the apartment after saying goodbye to the guys. 

"How about we finish that essay and then prep for your date?" He grins. "I wanna find you something nice to wear and then you know," he smirks. "Some other stuff." 

"Alex!" I scold, slapping his arm. 

"What? I was talking about... Shoes," he suppresses a laugh. "Maybe a bracelet... Of some sort." 

"ALEX!" I shout. He laughs and pats my back. 

"Sorry, sorry. So what's he like?" 

"Charming, nice. But I only talked to him for about five minutes before he had to go," I shrug. Alex stops in his tracks and grabs my forearm. 

"Wait- you're saying that he could be a serial killer?" 

"No? Besides, you're the one that told me to go talk to him," I point out. He blinks and sighs, shaking his head. 

"Fine, whatever. But if you end up dead in an alleyway, just know that I warned ya," he shrugs. "Now let's go finish the damn essay," he pats my shoulder. 

A/N

Woohoo! Second chapter is up! Hope ya liked it!

~Lunar