Sophia's POV

Me and Brian, after we had eaten up, headed to a cocktail bar and spent the night in there.

Brian had masculine cocktails, such as one named 'Fifth Gear' which was a herbal Irish whiskey mix, I on the other hand had extreme feminine cocktails like strawberry and lavender martini's, pomegranate spritzers, even stretched far out to try a Bloody Mary which almost sickened me.

"Here you go," a camp spoken waiter placed 2 of the same drink down in front of us. "2 Cuba Libre's for the beautiful couple"

"Oh we're not-" I began, but Brian quickly snatched my hand and held it tightly, raising it to his lips to kiss.

"Celebrating our engagement," Brian smirked. "Thought I'd bring the lady here"

"Well congratulations you stunners, I wish you all the happiness in the world" he smiled. "How about I bring you two a drink on the house for good luck?"

"That would be so lovely," Brian lied. "Thank you - that's fab" he spoke in a sarcastic manner which tickled my humor.

"You can choose any two you want and I'll bring them straight over"

"I'll have..." Brian studied the drinks menu. "I think I will be girly and take the Negroni-" Brian tried to match the waiters campness to make me giggle. "I love a drop of gin every now and again"

"Great choice, Mr-.."

"Haner" he nodded.

"And, Mrs Haner" the waiter winked, making my heart drop down to my toes. "What can we get for you?"

"I'll take a raspberry Mojito please," I smiled with a rosy red flush. The waiter skipped away and I stared at Brian giving him every evil my eyes could give. "Why!" I yelled with a small smirk.

"I saw a couple do it over there," he defended. "We got a freeby didn't we? Mrs. Haner?" he winked. I couldn't deny in anyway, that the name made my knees weak, my heart pump and my eyes flutter. But a day into a crush on him wasn't going to make me fall in love with the marriage name. "I gotta ask," he declared. "What's goin' on with you and Matt?"

I sighed hard and blushed with embarrassment. If he had asked me the same question but 'what's going on with me and you' - I'd still have the same reaction. I simply didn't know. "It's complicated" I chuckled falsely. The waiter quickly dropped off our drinks and quickly zoomed off again.

"Complicated?" he frowned, not expecting that answer. "You're on a date with me, but you're complicated with Matt?"

"No it's not like that"

"What's it like?" he yelled. "You fucked Matt last night," he blurted out attracting disgusted faces.

"Keep quiet," I hushed with a rosy flush at my cheeks. "I was drunk"

"You're drunk now" he sarcastically laughed. "Wanna fuck me too? Call us complicated in the morning?"

"No!" I shouted. "Will you shush! If you were so worried over a drunken mistake you shouldn't have asked me out tonight - actually, why the fuck did you ask me out? You're acting all jealous when, neither me and you or me and Matt are even remotely dating" I began to yell back at him ignoring snobby looks from the staff and customers.

"Are you bothered at all about mine and Matt's feelings?"

"Yes!" I yelled. "I care about mine too, that's why I'm here on a date with you because of my feelings"

"And what feelings do you have with Matt?" he sniggered, grabbing a hold of his drink angrily.

"I-I don't kn-"

"Again!" he screamed. "You don't have a clue what the fuck you want"

"Brian will you calm the fuck down, I'm not on a fucking date with Matt"

"You fucked him though"

"That doesn't even matter!!"

The waiter approached with a tray, and took the free drinks away from the table. "I'm sorry, I'm going to have to ask you to immediately pay for your bill, and then leave"

"Fine with me," I snatched my purse and smashed my card on the table.

"No, take mine" Brian sighed slamming his next to mine. The waiter took Brian's card and I stormed away. I found a bench around the building of the cocktail bar and took my seat in the cold. The cool air cooled my anger and confusion. Brian was right.

The bench was imposing, more of a throne than a casual seat for a garden. The high ornate arms rose on each side and the back was tall with carvings. The seat being plenty roomy enough for two left me feeling alone. I didn't know who I wanted sitting next to me. It wasn't fair.

"Oh, hey" I heard. I looked up and saw Johnny, arm hooked around a girl in a skimpy dress, lathered with faulty traced tattoos, bleach blonde hair, blue makeup shadowing her eyes - well, not a pretty sight ignoring my flattering description. I wiped my teary eyes and gave him a smile.

"Hey Johnny, I won't ask what you're up too" I giggled.

"Weren't you out with Brian?" he asked. My head fell into my hands and I cried. "Amber," he said to his lady friend. "She's like, my bestfriend" he cringed. "Do you wanna go wait in the nightclub down the road? I promise I won't be long, go get a stool and get yourself a drink" he handed her some notes and scurried her off. "I just ditched a beauty I met like, 10 minutes ago for you" he sighed taking a seat next to me. "So you best tell me what's wrong" he laughed in an attempt to make me smile

"I'm just a shit human being" I laughed, wiping my eyes.

"Aren't we all?" he opened a packet of cigarettes and offered me one. I took one reluctantly, and placed it in between my lips. He lit it for me, and we both smoked in silence for a minute or so. "What makes you a shitter person than me?"

"I think I'm in love with two bestfriends" I joked.

"Is one me?" he asked with raised eyebrows. "Cos' if it is, I love you too"

"No Johnny" I smiled. "I don't love them, I just - can't explain why I feel so much for two people"

"So, you fucked Matt and it's left you confus-"

"Why does everybody know I fucked Matt?" I screamed.

"Because you've just fuckin' yelled it to the town," he sighed. "And because you fucked someone in a band - he's gonna tell his fellow band members" he spoke in a posh accent to purposely piss me off.

"Yeah," I rolled my eyes. "Good point" I laughed taking a long drag. "And then, the day I came, Brian k-"

"Kissed you, yeah we know"

"Matt knows?"

"Fuck sake girl, what don't you understand about being in a band" he laughed. "No one's mad at you - Matt did -well, we all did such a horrible thing - and you're bound to be confused about Matt for starters, then - Syn doing that..."

"Can you give me an answer instead of telling me the obvious?"

"Close your eyes and pick one"

"Johnny! I yelled. "I don't know what to do! I used to love Matt, it was so strange being with him again - I don't know if the love has come back or what. But Brian, it's so different - so amazing. I find myself feeling happy just looking at him. But when I look at Matt I wanna fucking punch him. Maybe that's why we had sex, just an anger thing and taking it out" I started. "Matt is just, perfect for me but maybe I shouldn't go for somebody typically made for me, and I should take a risk - I just don't know"

"Matt's dick is way bigger, but Syn's is like, swell too to be honest" he shrugged. "They both hung"

"Johnny are you gonna help me?"

He chuckled and stumped his cigarette out. "Yes," he sighed. He faced me and put his arm around me. "Don't think with your dick, think with your head"

"What about my heart?" I chuckled.

"Your heart is with both of them," he nodded. "So use your head, be smart, don't think with your dick like I do" he winked. Brian noticed us, and he approached us digging his hands into his pockets. "Use your head girl - I'm using my dick, I'm gonna get laid tonight" he kissed my cheek and stood up and began walking away. "Oh, tell him the thing about looking at him making you happy and shit"

He ran off eagerly and Brian slowly walked towards me and took a seat. "I won't ask what Johnny is doing in the middle of town at 2AM"

"Yeah," I sighed. "Don't"

"What were you talking about?"

"Using my head"

Notes

Hope you like!!!!! Team Brian or team Matt?!!!

I don't even think I know what team I'm on haaha!!!