It's All Yours Tonight
Chapter 4
Charlie’s POV
The first thing that landed in my head when I turned around after fixing up shots with E was – woah, this is waayyy too many people. And I drank wayy too many shots. My head started to pound a little, and I cursed at myself for being such a fucking lightweight.
“Come on, Charlie! They’re gonna start playing strip poker now!”
“Alright, alright! Do you know how hard it is to walk and talk at the same time, E? Wait, I’ve been doing that since I was three. No, wait, two.”
“You’re drunk already? Don’t tell me that the Charlie freaking Kings is already drunk?”
“Shut up, I’m not drunk! Just take these shots and get the hell out of here.”
E stuck her tongue out at me while taking the glasses and I mimicked her back. God, I love being with her and Hannah. They make me feel young again! Not that I’m already old, but whatever.
I turned back to the remaining shot glasses on the kitchen counter and took one for myself before I grabbed the other five glasses for the guys from Avenged Sevenfold. But when I was about to quirk around again I bumped into a tall, muscular figure wearing a Motorhead cutoff tshirt divulging his spreading tattoos down both arms. I had to look up since I’m not tall enough and I hate high heels.
“Fuck you’re tall.” That was the first thing that came out of my mouth.
He smirked giving away a set of dimples on his cheeks, his eyes hidden behind a pair of aviator as his large hands started to take the glasses away from my tiny fingers.
“Let me help you with that.” He murmured in a low voice. I noticed he had a lip ring on the side of his lower lip and as he smiled, his toothy grin showed a fang.
“Dude, thanks a lot. As you can see, my band mates are assholes, leaving me alone with this shots while they’re off hanging with the cool crowd over there. Tsk tsk tsk.” I flicked my tongue, suppressing regret towards E, Hannah and my Lil Red Riding Hood.
“So, hang with us then.”
“You? You who?” I chuckled at my own words after that. Jeez, I guess I am a little drunk.
“Avenged Seven-” he looked around and tried to point his band mates to me but they were scattered and apart, finding themselves girls to talk to. Wait, ADW were the only girls in here! Ha!
“Looks like we’re in the same boat then.”
He scratched the back of his head. “Yeah. Might as well join them for the fun, eh?”
“Yeah, and lose the shades bro. This is not your fucking stage anymore. Guys! Don’t start without me!” I ran past him towards Vic and the guys with my band mates to play strip poker. I swear I’m not good at card games. But if you challenge me to an online RPG games, or even Super Mario I can definitely kick your ass.
Matt’s POV
Those girls are beautiful, as they were adorned in perfect makeup and hair colors much to light our eyes as the guys, and they were playing strip poker like it was nothing new. But I was here because Brian asked me to. I was thinking to just hang out in our bus and write. Probably play a little COD but I couldn’t miss out all the fun either.
But this girl, what was her name? Charlie, if I’m not mistaken. She wasn’t like the others. She was radical and made straight out of boy material eventhough her nice body certainly disagree with me. I was a little mind blown by her movements around the bus. Those guys from PTV treated her like she was one of them, punching her shoulder playfully, sometimes tugging her long hair and she would raise her foot to kick them in their chest. Woah. She is totally my kind of girl.
“You guys suck!!” She slammed her cards down on the table and put on her clothes again – yeah she was losing. Up to the point where she had to lose her underwear. Those guys laughed at her, and I’m guessing they did this a lot to her because she probably wasn’t the type to show much of her skin.
“E, where’s Hannah?” I heard her asking their lead guitarist who had purple hair mixed with blue.
“Dunno, probably in Vic’s bunk. And probably in missionary posi-”
“Ohkay, too much information.” She held up her palm. “Mike, I’m going to your game room.”
Wait, she’s a gamer too?
“YOU.”
Huh? I looked up. Charlie was pointing at me, with her drumsticks that I realized she held in her palm all along while playing this stupid strip poker.
“Me?”
“Yeah you. I know you play COD. Come here bitch.”
I blinked at her, somehow reminded me of ALPOH, and come on, that was my line! I stood up, poker cards slithered apart through my thighs as I was only left in my shorts – I’m good at poker, but not strip poker. I reached for my tshirt to put on but then she hailed at me.
“Leave your shirt off, Shadows.”
Charlie’s POV
Did I ever tell you guys that I have a huge, I mean freaking HUGE crush on buff, muscular men? Damn, Thor is my favorite Avenger and so is Captain America. I have their posters pasted in my bunk and I drooled at the sight of them every night before I sleep. But hey, I only drooled. I didn’t do anything further than that! Wink.
And this guy, M. Shadows, man does he have the nicest body on planet or what? How can someone see him shirtless while wearing dimpled smile like that and NOT crossing a thought to jump on him? I know I do.
But let me tell you a secret.
I don’t know how to react girly in front of guys. This is kind of my weak and strong spot at the same time. My flaw but also my advantage. Does it make any sense? If I’m gonna tell you the story of me it would take 80 fucking chapters but let’s just say that I’ve made myself automatically became one of the guys as my self defense.
I grew up with 3 brothers at home so I was used to being around men. But not hot, muscular men like Matt. Whew. I’m sweating over here.
“So…what are we doing here again?” he asked and stared ahead at the Playstation in front of us.
“What is it look like we’re doing? Fucking? Nope! Time for some COD, man!”
“Oh hell yeah! Show me what you’ve got, baby!”
“Aha, call me that one more time and I’m gonna literally kick your ass.”
He smiled sweetly but his eyes darkened, as he stepped closer to me and drew me backwards.
“What..what are you doing?”I baffled, trying to escape but his broad body preventing me from it.
His huge arm reached around my waist and I jumped in defense but turned out he was just reaching for the controller from behind my back. Jeez!
“Relax, kiddo. How am I supposed to play without this fucking controller?”
I took a deep breath and let out a nervous cackle. Damn I need to be cool. Just be cool around him, Charlie! But how do I do that? He’s the fucking M.Shadows, guys! The new collection to my poster on the wall!
The first thing that landed in my head when I turned around after fixing up shots with E was – woah, this is waayyy too many people. And I drank wayy too many shots. My head started to pound a little, and I cursed at myself for being such a fucking lightweight.
“Come on, Charlie! They’re gonna start playing strip poker now!”
“Alright, alright! Do you know how hard it is to walk and talk at the same time, E? Wait, I’ve been doing that since I was three. No, wait, two.”
“You’re drunk already? Don’t tell me that the Charlie freaking Kings is already drunk?”
“Shut up, I’m not drunk! Just take these shots and get the hell out of here.”
E stuck her tongue out at me while taking the glasses and I mimicked her back. God, I love being with her and Hannah. They make me feel young again! Not that I’m already old, but whatever.
I turned back to the remaining shot glasses on the kitchen counter and took one for myself before I grabbed the other five glasses for the guys from Avenged Sevenfold. But when I was about to quirk around again I bumped into a tall, muscular figure wearing a Motorhead cutoff tshirt divulging his spreading tattoos down both arms. I had to look up since I’m not tall enough and I hate high heels.
“Fuck you’re tall.” That was the first thing that came out of my mouth.
He smirked giving away a set of dimples on his cheeks, his eyes hidden behind a pair of aviator as his large hands started to take the glasses away from my tiny fingers.
“Let me help you with that.” He murmured in a low voice. I noticed he had a lip ring on the side of his lower lip and as he smiled, his toothy grin showed a fang.
“Dude, thanks a lot. As you can see, my band mates are assholes, leaving me alone with this shots while they’re off hanging with the cool crowd over there. Tsk tsk tsk.” I flicked my tongue, suppressing regret towards E, Hannah and my Lil Red Riding Hood.
“So, hang with us then.”
“You? You who?” I chuckled at my own words after that. Jeez, I guess I am a little drunk.
“Avenged Seven-” he looked around and tried to point his band mates to me but they were scattered and apart, finding themselves girls to talk to. Wait, ADW were the only girls in here! Ha!
“Looks like we’re in the same boat then.”
He scratched the back of his head. “Yeah. Might as well join them for the fun, eh?”
“Yeah, and lose the shades bro. This is not your fucking stage anymore. Guys! Don’t start without me!” I ran past him towards Vic and the guys with my band mates to play strip poker. I swear I’m not good at card games. But if you challenge me to an online RPG games, or even Super Mario I can definitely kick your ass.
Matt’s POV
Those girls are beautiful, as they were adorned in perfect makeup and hair colors much to light our eyes as the guys, and they were playing strip poker like it was nothing new. But I was here because Brian asked me to. I was thinking to just hang out in our bus and write. Probably play a little COD but I couldn’t miss out all the fun either.
But this girl, what was her name? Charlie, if I’m not mistaken. She wasn’t like the others. She was radical and made straight out of boy material eventhough her nice body certainly disagree with me. I was a little mind blown by her movements around the bus. Those guys from PTV treated her like she was one of them, punching her shoulder playfully, sometimes tugging her long hair and she would raise her foot to kick them in their chest. Woah. She is totally my kind of girl.
“You guys suck!!” She slammed her cards down on the table and put on her clothes again – yeah she was losing. Up to the point where she had to lose her underwear. Those guys laughed at her, and I’m guessing they did this a lot to her because she probably wasn’t the type to show much of her skin.
“E, where’s Hannah?” I heard her asking their lead guitarist who had purple hair mixed with blue.
“Dunno, probably in Vic’s bunk. And probably in missionary posi-”
“Ohkay, too much information.” She held up her palm. “Mike, I’m going to your game room.”
Wait, she’s a gamer too?
“YOU.”
Huh? I looked up. Charlie was pointing at me, with her drumsticks that I realized she held in her palm all along while playing this stupid strip poker.
“Me?”
“Yeah you. I know you play COD. Come here bitch.”
I blinked at her, somehow reminded me of ALPOH, and come on, that was my line! I stood up, poker cards slithered apart through my thighs as I was only left in my shorts – I’m good at poker, but not strip poker. I reached for my tshirt to put on but then she hailed at me.
“Leave your shirt off, Shadows.”
Charlie’s POV
Did I ever tell you guys that I have a huge, I mean freaking HUGE crush on buff, muscular men? Damn, Thor is my favorite Avenger and so is Captain America. I have their posters pasted in my bunk and I drooled at the sight of them every night before I sleep. But hey, I only drooled. I didn’t do anything further than that! Wink.
And this guy, M. Shadows, man does he have the nicest body on planet or what? How can someone see him shirtless while wearing dimpled smile like that and NOT crossing a thought to jump on him? I know I do.
But let me tell you a secret.
I don’t know how to react girly in front of guys. This is kind of my weak and strong spot at the same time. My flaw but also my advantage. Does it make any sense? If I’m gonna tell you the story of me it would take 80 fucking chapters but let’s just say that I’ve made myself automatically became one of the guys as my self defense.
I grew up with 3 brothers at home so I was used to being around men. But not hot, muscular men like Matt. Whew. I’m sweating over here.
“So…what are we doing here again?” he asked and stared ahead at the Playstation in front of us.
“What is it look like we’re doing? Fucking? Nope! Time for some COD, man!”
“Oh hell yeah! Show me what you’ve got, baby!”
“Aha, call me that one more time and I’m gonna literally kick your ass.”
He smiled sweetly but his eyes darkened, as he stepped closer to me and drew me backwards.
“What..what are you doing?”I baffled, trying to escape but his broad body preventing me from it.
His huge arm reached around my waist and I jumped in defense but turned out he was just reaching for the controller from behind my back. Jeez!
“Relax, kiddo. How am I supposed to play without this fucking controller?”
I took a deep breath and let out a nervous cackle. Damn I need to be cool. Just be cool around him, Charlie! But how do I do that? He’s the fucking M.Shadows, guys! The new collection to my poster on the wall!
Notes
A/N: hahah! Heyy!! First time doing a co-write! Freaking excited but nervous at the same time! I hope I live up to these talented names of Hannah, E and Mo! First time trying out changing POV style as well…haha pretty fun! Tell me what you think, guys XD
So next up it’s our lovely E again :)
-RyeBellamy
Ur lucky I'm patient when it comes to issues like these lol
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