Chapter thirty! :D

I fell back on the sofa and waited for the boys to leave the room, Nora and Vicka were ushering them out with the excuse of we needed to discuss something about the wedding, I didn't see how they brought it considering Vicka isn't a part of it... I sat up straight and looked at Vicka; I knew her birthday was coming up soon... I wonder if her parents would let her come home with me for a while.

"Hey, Vicka, what you doing for your birthday?" I asked her, playing with my fingers as I looked at her.

"My parents have to work so it's going to be me and my aunt." She pulled a face at the mention of her aunt. Her aunt was six years older and treated Vicka like a little kid, she clearly didn't have much fun with her.

"Okay," I bit my lip; I would ask her parents if she could come with me for a little while, my dad would barely notice.

"Okay, spill." I sat crossed legged and told them everything I could about me and Tony, and possibly the other Johnsons. By the end I was tired and felt like dozing off.

"Wow, so you and Tony have a past, huh?" I nodded with my eyes still closed.

"How do you feel about him?" Nora asked me as she laid down.

"Like I feel about the others," I sighed and began fidgeting with the cushion. "I think I need to make up my mind soon, or they will get tired of me and won't talk to me anymore."

"Don't think like that, they've known you forever, they could never get tired of you!" Vicka pulled me into a hug and I smiled, see what I mean about great friends?

"Can we do something fun? I need to make up my mind soon." They nodded and we got changed into better clothes before knocking on the boys doors.

"Wanna go out?" Vicka asked an irritated James.

"Sure, I'll get the others," he looked at me before heading inside and getting the other boys.

"How am I meant to even get my mind around all of this when he has a stick shoved up his butt?" They giggled and pulled me into a side hug.

"Don't worry; he will have fun even if we have to get him drunk..." Nora looked at Vicka with an evil glint in her eye. "Anyone fancy some underage clubbing?"

I heard the boy’s agreement as they passed through the door, I sighed, guess we were going clubbing tonight - I don't see how we would get in though...

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"Oh my God, that boy is checking you out!" Nora shouted to Tony over the music. I shook my head with a smile on my face, she was right, there was a cute boy sitting at the bar checking Tony out whenever he thought none of us weren't looking.

"Lies! He's obviously looking at one of you guys," Tony looked at me before looking away with a small smile on his face. I couldn't help the smile that slipped onto my face; I stood up from our little table on the edge of the dance floor.

"Right, let's find out who he was looking at then, shall we?" I squeezed my way through the gap they were making for me.

I winked over my shoulder as I made my way towards the guy at the bar. "Excuse me," I tapped his shoulder.

He turned around to look at me, "yes?"

I looked at him properly; he had blonde streaked, brown hair, and grey eyes. "My friend said you were checking someone out at our table, may I ask who it was?"

"Are you always this blunt?" He asked with a laugh.

"Yes, yes I am," I told him with a straight face until a smile broke through. "Well?"

"Yes, I was checking someone out at your table but only because I swear I recognize her," he squinted his eyes at me.

"Really, who was you looking at?" He pointed his finger at me, I blinked in surprise. "What? Why were you looking at me?"

"Have you been here before?"

"I don't-" I clapped one hand over my mouth. I had been here before! Me and Vicka snuck in with her older cousin when I came to visit! "I have been here before, now that I think about it, I do recognize you a little bit. What's the name?"

"Joel and I could swear your name starts with a... M?"

"Then you could swear correctly, the names Mitchie. My friend, over there, I came with her last time, Vicka. Want to join us?" He shrugged and picked up his drink. "I'm sorry if this sounds rude but are you," I looked at him before mouthing, "gay?"

He laughed and ran a hand through his hair. "Not quite." I nodded my head, good enough for me; the guys won't know what hit 'em.

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The rest of the evening went by eventfully. Me, Joel and Vicka spoke about my last time in England while the others danced. We done shots, curtesy of Joel, and I later found that they can make you quite drunk if you have one too many.

I watched as James and Zac danced near our table with two unsuspecting girls, we were laughing so hard at them we were finding it hard to breath. I grinned at the people I caught eyes with, until one mid-twenties looking man walked over to our table and asked me to dance.

"No, thank you." He frowned and shook his hand again in front of my face. "I said no, I don't want to dance."

"Why would you smile at someone like that then if you weren't expecting anything?" I stuttered as I tried to think of an answer. Vicka had gone off with Joel; Nora was off with James doing God knows what and that left the others boys nowhere to be seen.

"I was smiling at people when they looked my way to be friendly." He slid into the seat next to me. Where were the others?

"Why are you on your own? Clearly you are here for a reas-"

"Excuse me, are you trying to flirt with my girlfriend?" I looked at Zac, relief washing over me.

"No, I wasn't. Tell her not to flirt with me in the first place and we would have no troubles."

I glared at the man as he walked away.

"What do I look like? A middle aged women trying to pick up a young guy in a suit?!" Zac smiled and put his hand out.

"Dancing releases the worries, come on." I debated whether to go with him or not but I would be on my own again if I denied his invitation. I took his hand and he pulled me to the dance floor, through the crowd I could see people dancing, grinding and just talking - which I thought was impossible over this music.

"How much longer do you want to stay here for?" Zac said, close to my ear.

"Long enough to know I want have to think before I go to sleep," I told him honestly, sighing at the end.

He watched my face before taking my hand and taking me to the bar. "Fancy a drink?" I nodded my head and he gave me a shot. "Here's to..."

"Shit happening," I told him with a smile. We touched our shot glasses before downing them.

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My head snapped from Tony to Zac and back again so quick I thought it was going to disconnect. They were arguing, in their drunken state it barely sounded like talking, about who had the room key. I couldn't hold it in anymore, I burst out laughing; they looked so stupid. Both of them stopped to look at me as I wiped my eyes clean of tears, their puzzled faces made me laugh all over again.

"What are you laughing at?" Tony said with a pout. I pointed between them and hiccupped as I tried to stop laughing.

"Dude, at least we got her to laugh," Zac said, holding his hand up. Tony tried high fived him but missed and hit Zac in the face, I fell of my spot on the stairs as I tried to keep the laughter in. I couldn't feel my sides and my breath was coming out in short gasps as I watched Zac rub his face.

Tony picked me up and I felt something drop from my bag. Zac examined it before picking it up; he snapped his fingers together before pointing at me.

"I gave the key to her!" I blinked as his face came close to mine. "You let us argue when you had it all along?" I hiccupped then sneezed - I covered my mouth, okay? - I was starting to get cold.

"Moan at her tomorrow, I think she might be getting a cold, the dress doesn't cover much..." he trailed off looking at my face before shifting me around in his arms.

I yawned. "Stop moving me."

"I have to," he whispered.

I looked at his face, he was avoiding my gaze. "Why?"

"I just have to, Mitchie, please, don't ask questions." I zipped my lips shut with an invisible zip. He smiled and set me down on the sofa. He quickly twisted round and called over his shoulder as he walked out the room, "Make yourself at home, I'm going to get you some pj's."

PJ's? Wasn't I going back to my place?

He re-entered the room dressed in bottoms and nothing else, I averted my perverted gaze. I bit down on my tongue so I didn't lick my lips at his body.

"I think Nora and James..." he coughed and nodded his head in the direction of James room.”Vicka went a while before us and I don't know about anyone else..."

"Nora and James?" I gasped. That's right! She liked him when we first met... it seems like ages ago.

"I'm just guessing here, I saw them leave together an hour or two after we got there," he shrugged his shoulders before pointing at the bedroom door. Once I was alone I changed into the oversized t-shirt and left the boxers, since they were too big. I walked out the bedroom to see Zac and Tony laid on the floor watching a film on the TV.

"What we watching?" I asked as I sat crossed legged on the sofa.

"You staying the night?"

"Yeah, is that okay?"

Zac nodded. "We were going to have a horror movie marathon, up for it?"

"Sure, got a pillow?" I looked up just in time to see a hotel pillow thrown at my head. "Dude, seriously?" I threw it at Tony; he laughed and plopped down next to me on the sofa.

"I'm-" his eyes found mine and his mouth snapped shut. I bit my lip and tried to pull my eyes away but couldn't until Zac broke our moment.

"Shall we start?" He turned around and looked at us; his face fell as he looked between us. "Sorry."

"It's okay," I put my legs on Tony and smiled. His hands rested on my legs as the films began, I could feel tingles where his hands were but I tried to ignore them but I was failing miserably. And Tony obviously noticed because his hand rubbed a slow circle just above my ankle. I sucked in a deep breath, this egged Tony on more as his hand moved towards my knee. His hand froze as Zac stood up.

"I'm tired, night you two, no misbehaving now," he wagged his finger in our faces before walking towards his room.

"Now, he's gone, what do you want to do?"

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