Love Or Lust?, chapter 8

~Nick and Ramona~

"Well I think we have established that sex and super glue do not go together... Who's idea was this?" Nick sarcastically growled.
"Yours, you retard" Ramona argued wanting to fight because it turned her on.
"I didn't know it was super glue, I thought it was cream".

~Joey, Billie Joe. Mike and Estelle~

"Hi dude, dudette" Billie Joe said as they walked into the room.
"We kinda have something to tell you" Joey stuttered.
"You broke the pool filter again" Billie Joe accused.
"No I..."
"You lost the car".
"No..."
"The car was stolen".
"No".
"You crashed the car".
"No, nothing happened to the fucking car".
"Goooooood, and don't swear".
"You broke the coffee machine" Mike looked worried -precious coffees will die must save the coffee-.
"No... You didn't did you" Estelle answered then turned to Joey looking accusingly.
"We got married" he shouted as they tried to think of something else to say.
Mike and Billie Joe cracked up laughing on the sofa "best joke I think I've ever heard" Billie Joe managed to say between fits of laughter,
"We aren't joking" Estelle said looking around for pointy objects that she could avoid.
Mike stopped laughing immediately "what the fucking hell are you talking about"?
"Last night we went to Vegas and era well we were drunk and kinda got married" Estelle said "sooo how are you?" she always said this when she didn't know what to say.
Mike and Billie Joe stared at them open mouthed. "both of you leave the room before I kill both of you", Mike said very slowly with gaps between each word. They ran out of the room like there was no tomorrow.

~Nick and Ramona~
-What the hell is that- Nick thought head banging from last night. Ramona was a fun drunk, he learnt that when she started dancing on the tables. He realised it was the phone and tried to answer it but then his hand wouldn't move he looked across at it with blurry eyes and saw his hand was stuck on Ramona's bare shoulder "shit" he mumbled, a smile tugging on the edges of his mouth as he worked on answering the phone with one hand and his nose.
"Who the hell is it and what do you want"?
"Nick its me, Joey, could you give me a lift, to, anywhere, before my dad and Mike kill us".
"Where are you"?
"At my house".
"Is your dad there"? -his dad not mine-.
"Yeah"
Nicks stomach knotted, "I'll come get you, give me 10 minuets".
Ramona started to role over pulling Nick on top of her, "err Ramona" He whispered.
"Yeah" she mumbled.
"Could you do me a favour and WAKE THE FUCK UP".

~Joey and Estelle~
They both sat on the curb of the road, there hands had linked and they were saying nothing. Nick and Ramona pulled up just as Billie Joe and Mike where walking out of the house. Ramona looked across at Nick as they both got out of the car. Billie Joe stopped dead in the path when Mike noticed he wasn't with him he jerked around "Billie, Billie Joe" he said waving his hand in front of his face.
"JESUS CHRIST... FUCKING HELLS BELLS... OH MY GOD... WHAT"? Billie Joe shouted, staring at Nick. Every one was looking at him. Nick was wishing he could shrink into a corner and not be scene. "err what the hell is going on" said Joey looking from his father to his best friend.
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