~I Don't Care About My Guilty Pleasure For You~

As we entered the small hotel we’d be staying at for the night, I looked around skeptically. I really don’t like hotels, I just can’t sleep in them cause it isn’t my own bed. For some reason the tour bus is different though, I sleep like a BABY when I’m in my bunk. So the fact that it was a Super 8 didn’t really reassure me any.

“YAY, I GET TO SHARE A ROOM WITH PHOEBE!” Sisky yelled, grabbing me and throwing me over his shoulder. I loved all these guys; they were like brothers to me. “Yeah, and me and Butcher!” Mike called after us. Sisky pouted and put me down; I had to stand still for a moment to regain my balance.

“Well aren’t you ALL amazingly lucky?” I said with a grin, then said “And I’ll be sleeping on the couch. If there is one.” “Aww, you’re no fun!” Butcher said as we walked into the elevator. Like I really want to share a bed with one of my stinky brothers. NO THANK YOU! “Hey guys, since we only get two rooms, we’re gonna have to stick Jack and James in with you too” Tony said as he handed us all room keys.

“Great. Six people in two beds Tony, honestly?” I asked, pouting at him. Usually my pout worked on people, but Tony Marino is a hard man to break. “Yeah, honestly. Just share a bed with Butcher and Sisky, they’re really skinny!” I laughed and nodded, moving around a little in the tight space we had. Stuffing twelve people in an elevator is probably not the best idea in the entire world.

If you’re wondering, twelve includes: me, Jack, William, Sisky, Butcher, Mike, Michael, James, Tony, Chris V., Josh, and Mikey. (AN: if I’m forgetting someone, let me know!) And yes, we all had to share the bus when we were on the road. I ran out of the elevator and down the hall to our room, hurriedly shoving the key card into its slot and pushing the door open.

“AW MAN, ONLY TWO BEDS?!” I whined, tossing my duffel bag in the corner and flopping down on the bed closest to me. “Don’t worry Pheebs; at least we won’t get cold!” Butcher said as I rolled my eyes. “I will if I sleep next to you, you have NO meat on your bones buddy.” He pouted and I laughed, pulling him into a tight hug. “I’m sleeping with…Mike and James.” “ARE YOU CALLING ME FAT?!” they both yelled at the same time.

“Well…you’ve just both got more weight on you than Butcher and Sisky, they’re skinny bitches.” “What about Jack?” James said. I just laughed and rolled my eyes again. “Yes, I love sleeping next to my big brother!” He shrugged and smiled and I slid open the door out onto the balcony.

“So…is there a party tonight?” I asked the room once I’d walked back in from the balcony. I LOVED parties, even if I didn’t care to drink that much. I’m not really big on drinking, I’m weird enough as it is when I’m sober so why the fuck would I want to bother getting drunk? I just went to hang out with my friends and make sure they didn’t get too messed up.

“What are you retarded of COURSE there is!” Mike said, tackling me in a hug and landing on the bed with me. “ALRIGHT THEN, when is it spaz?” “Negative ten seconds ago.” “Shit are you for cereal?” “No, but it’s in two hours and we all need some time to get ready, so get your ass in the shower NOW.” I shoved Mike off of me and skipped into the bathroom with a grin on my face: I had a feeling this was gonna be a very fun night.