A Cancel Of Plans Turns Into Something Much More, chapter 2
:Tre's pov:
"Hey, you busy tonight? " I asked her. Hazily, she said, "No, I'm here with you right now. I've got nothing better to do. " she managed to slur out.
"You poor drunk bastard. " laughed Mike. Several hours had passed, and we were enjoying our time, acting like asses. Billie had managed to do the maccarena on our table, Mike had climbed the tall faux palm tree in the front of the restaurant, and Lila streaked through traffic. Now we were doing drunk points for whoever could do the stupidest thing, Billie winning at the moment. But he couldn't beat me scaling hte building and screaming the lyrics to Like a Rat Does Cheese.
:Billie's pov:
As drunk as hell, I passed out on Lila's lap. A few minutes later, I felt something leaning on my head. Figures. She was as bad as I was when it came to alchol. Feeling in a different location, I managed to open my eyes. Mike was carrying me to the car. Mke looked at me and laughed. "Good ol Billie Joe" he muttered. Tre was carrying Lila, skipping around, a little wobbly. "Hey try not to drop her" I slurred and passed out again. Finally reaching the car, Tre placed her in the back and fell on top of her. Mike looked around and said, "This has to be the drunkest night ever. " and took Tre to his apartment and me home.
:Mike's pov:
Oh. Shit. Where does she live again? I mumbled. Not knowing what do, I dropped her off at Tre's.
:Lila's pov:
I woke up to Tre staring at me. We were both laying on his bed, and as soon as he was my eyes open, he turned red. "Oh. Er. Hi" he managed to mumble. Standing up, I ran to the sink and barfed. Slowly walking back to lay down, Tre pushed me against the wall.
:Tre's pov:
I opened up her mouth and gave her this look of happiness if my eyes, that she managed to mimmic. Throwing me on the bed, I lookeed at her. She had a wild expression in her hazel eyes. Closing my eyes, she jumped on top of me, wrapping her arms around my neck, Sitting up, I grasped her back, and shut the door. To not go into much detail, were tore the place up by morning.
:Billie's pov:
Going over to Tre's, I was sick in my stomach and couldn't wait to get to a sink. Arriving there, a small dog grabbed onto my ass. Screaming, I started dancing around like an idiot, trying to make it fall off. When I heard snickers, I was aware again that I was out in someone's front yard doing the hokey pokey to get a chihuaha off my ass. Tre finally opened the door. "I just loved the show you put on for me. Planning on doing an en... " he burst into laughter before he could finish his statment. "Ha ha. Very funny" I rolled my eyes. "Just let me in" I said, annoyed. Running to the nearest sink, and getting last night out of my system, I jogged back to the living room. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a lump in his bed. "Tre, may I ask why the hell there's a lump in your bed? " I asked as Lila emerged from under the sheets. "Well... We were hungover and yeah... " he trailed off.
"Hey, you busy tonight? " I asked her. Hazily, she said, "No, I'm here with you right now. I've got nothing better to do. " she managed to slur out.
"You poor drunk bastard. " laughed Mike. Several hours had passed, and we were enjoying our time, acting like asses. Billie had managed to do the maccarena on our table, Mike had climbed the tall faux palm tree in the front of the restaurant, and Lila streaked through traffic. Now we were doing drunk points for whoever could do the stupidest thing, Billie winning at the moment. But he couldn't beat me scaling hte building and screaming the lyrics to Like a Rat Does Cheese.
:Billie's pov:
As drunk as hell, I passed out on Lila's lap. A few minutes later, I felt something leaning on my head. Figures. She was as bad as I was when it came to alchol. Feeling in a different location, I managed to open my eyes. Mike was carrying me to the car. Mke looked at me and laughed. "Good ol Billie Joe" he muttered. Tre was carrying Lila, skipping around, a little wobbly. "Hey try not to drop her" I slurred and passed out again. Finally reaching the car, Tre placed her in the back and fell on top of her. Mike looked around and said, "This has to be the drunkest night ever. " and took Tre to his apartment and me home.
:Mike's pov:
Oh. Shit. Where does she live again? I mumbled. Not knowing what do, I dropped her off at Tre's.
:Lila's pov:
I woke up to Tre staring at me. We were both laying on his bed, and as soon as he was my eyes open, he turned red. "Oh. Er. Hi" he managed to mumble. Standing up, I ran to the sink and barfed. Slowly walking back to lay down, Tre pushed me against the wall.
:Tre's pov:
I opened up her mouth and gave her this look of happiness if my eyes, that she managed to mimmic. Throwing me on the bed, I lookeed at her. She had a wild expression in her hazel eyes. Closing my eyes, she jumped on top of me, wrapping her arms around my neck, Sitting up, I grasped her back, and shut the door. To not go into much detail, were tore the place up by morning.
:Billie's pov:
Going over to Tre's, I was sick in my stomach and couldn't wait to get to a sink. Arriving there, a small dog grabbed onto my ass. Screaming, I started dancing around like an idiot, trying to make it fall off. When I heard snickers, I was aware again that I was out in someone's front yard doing the hokey pokey to get a chihuaha off my ass. Tre finally opened the door. "I just loved the show you put on for me. Planning on doing an en... " he burst into laughter before he could finish his statment. "Ha ha. Very funny" I rolled my eyes. "Just let me in" I said, annoyed. Running to the nearest sink, and getting last night out of my system, I jogged back to the living room. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a lump in his bed. "Tre, may I ask why the hell there's a lump in your bed? " I asked as Lila emerged from under the sheets. "Well... We were hungover and yeah... " he trailed off.
