Little Sullivan

“Knock knock, guess who’s here.” Matt steps in with a couple of bags in hand a long with Johnny and Zacky following behind. Johnny walked in with a whole 24 pack of beer and about half a dozen of wine. Johnny wasn’t carrying all of it Matt was helping them out with the wine. Behind them was Zacky with the cake, my cake.

“Where the fuck did you guys go?” Jimmy asked.

“Hey you blind? Look at what we have.” Johnny struggled with the box of beer.

“Well you said party at your place member? You just drove off, burning tires without thinking clearly and figured you wouldn’t have anything to munch around here so Johnny, Matt and I decided to bring what we needed.” Zacky explained.

“Yeah, Johnny agreed on bringing drinks, Zacky agreed to bring cake and I agreed to bring food.” Matt licks his lips due to the smell of the food he bought.

“Dear God, please don’t tell me you brought tacos.” Brian groaned, shaking his head.

“Yep, I bought ten bags full of them making it about a hundred tacos in total.” Matt says.

“Dude, don’t you ever get tired of tacos, you eat that like every day. Even on tour you seem like that’s the only thing you eat.” Jimmy gave him a crazy look.

“Well I sure do love tacos you know. I’ll never get tired of them.” He grins like a big dork. “So who wants tacos? Because that’s all I brought and if you guys don’t want any then you’re fucked.”

“No thank you, we already had enough of tacos.” The guys shook his head.

“I think we’re going to order pizza.” Brian says.

“Fine then, more for me.” Matt playfully sticks his tongue out at them.

Brian pulls out his phone and orders pizza for him-self and the guys.

“I’ll have some tacos.” I spoke up. “Better yet I challenge you on eating fifty tacos. First one who finishes wins. If I win then you’ll have to give up on video games and also give up tacos for a month.”

Matt frowns a little, not liking the idea. “What the hell am I going to do if you win? Video games is my life, it what completes me and my precious tacos. Tacos are my soul mates; I can’t give that up either one of them.”

“Fine, you are going to just give up video games for a month then.”

“Alright, fine, what happens if I win?” Matt asks.

“Then you won’t be able to give up anything.”

“Well this is going to be good.” Johnny calls out.

“We should wait until the pizza gets here. That way we could enjoy the show more as we eat and drink beer.” Brian suggested.

“Aww but my stomach is hungry…” Matt pouts like a five year old boy.

“Oh don’t be a big baby, go play your little video games to keep your mind off of tacos and enjoy it as much as you can before Gwen kicks ass on the taco eating contest.” Jimmy suggested.

Matt’s face lit up when he heard video games then rushed on to turn on the TV and turn on Jimmy’s s box. Matt puts in the game, The Legend of Zelda and began playing it single mode. He had a stupid face on as he played. The guys and I stared at Matt’s zoned out expression. He had his mouth open and his eyes focused into the game.

Nearly half an hour has passed and the pizza arrived. We tried everything we could to make him snap out of the game but it was nearly impossible to get him off of it, he’s a zombie.

Jimmy walked over to the TV, not bothering to even try to yell at him or punch him or hit him to get off the game. Instead he did the smartest thing that any mother would do to their son, he unplugged it.

Matt blinked a few timed before looking up at Jimmy. “What the hell man, I was in the middle of a game, I almost beat my high score.”

Like any other boy, that is what they would respond to their mother or anyone that dared unplugging it, that they either almost beat their high score, that they almost reached to the end of a certain level, or that they were so close in passing the whole game.

“Pizza is here, you could have your fifty tacos now.” Jimmy spoke up.

At the word of tacos, Matt got up and dashed off to the kitchen. I shook my head and followed along with Jimmy. Zacky, Brian, and Johnny were already having eating pizza and Matt had taken a seat with his five bags of tacos on his end of the table and the other five were at my end. As he saw me step in, he quickly got up and pulled out my chair. “Come, sit, taco buddy, Our tacos awaits us.” He pats on the chair.

I looked at him weird then cautiously took my seat. As my bottom touched the seat, Matt rushed back to his seat. Are you ready?” I asked.

Duh of course he’s ready, look at him sprint into the kitchen, this man is overly prepared for his damn tacos.

“Ready and go.” Johnny called out.

Matt and I began eating our tacos, shoving them all up in our mouths. “Go Gwen Go!” Brian and Jimmy cheered.

“Matt! Matt! Matt!” Zackky cheered for Matts.

“Come on Matt, you could do this, you were born to eat tacos.” Johnny called out.

Seven minutes had gone by and Matt and I were down to my last taco. The guys had gotten so close to us that we could feel the air coming out from their nose, hitting our skin, I really hate that with a great passion. I Felt Brian’s face nearly touching my skin, along with the smell of his fresh, warm breath before feeling his lips pressed against my ear. “Make him cry, beautiful.” He whispered softly, before placing a kiss by my ear and pulled a few inches away.

I felt chills going down my spine before focusing my thoughts back on my last taco and Matt’s. “What’s wrong? Can’t finish your last one?” Matt asked.

“Oh I can, I could still eat, I was just letting you catch up with me.” I talked back.

“Let’s do this.” Matt raised his taco.

“Let the true taco champion win.” I raised my taco. We both shoved our last taco in our mouths and chewed up until there was nothing left. “Done!” I opened my mouth to show the guys that I finished it all.

“Yeah! You go sis, I knew you’d win!” Jimmy grinned and crazily clapped his hands, making him look like some crazy maniac.

Brian brightly smiled over at me, locking his eyes in mines, applauding for her.

Matt finished chewing the remaining of his taco and slammed his fist against the table, startling me a bit as I turned my attention on to him. “Dammit, what the hell am I supposed to do now for a whole month without my damn video games.”

“Sing, sing like there is no tomorrow.” I suggested.

“But I don’t want to do that.” Matt whines.

“What do you mean you don’t wanna sing? That’s what you do, that’s why you’re the singer of the band because you love to sing, duh.” Jimmy says.

“Well, you could always come golfing with me.” Zacky suggests. “Come on, it’ll be fun.”

“Well… I guess I’ll try that.” Matt nods.

I felt Brian pat my shoulder and signaled me with his fingers to follow him. He began stepping out to the living room and I followed. You did a great job kicking ass back there.” He smiled. “how are you feeling?”

“I’m very full at the moment, I think I gained like ten pounds back there. I don’t think I’ll be able to eat another taco for a long time.” I admitted. “But I think I’ll be able to eat more very soon.”

“That’s good.” Brian smiles. “you know what you need?”

“What?” I asked.

“Your prize for winning the taco contest, can’t leave you empty handed you know.” Brian smiles.

“Do you have something in mind?” I asked.

“I do.” He nodded. “Just close your eyes.”

I nodded and obeyed, doing exactly what he had told me to do. As I closed my eyes, I felt his lips touch mines. He started off with a few pecks then began to lick them, begging for an entrance. I didn’t even dare to hesitate, I more than welcomed, granted it and kissed back. I felt his tongue battling mines for domination in which he’d won.

“What the fuck!?!” I heard a familiar face coming from behind.

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