Car Crash Hearts

I took another sip of beer and laughed as John and Nick did some kind of...dance in front of me.

"Hey." Hally sighed as she sat down in the chair next to me.

"Aloha." I said.

"What are they doing?" Hally eyed the boys in front of us. They were laughing hysterically as they jumped around awkwardly.

"No clue." I laughed. "Want some?" I held my beer in front of her.

She looked at it for a minute.

"What?" I asked her.

"Nothin'. I'm just not really in the mood to drink right now."

I looked at her oddly for a second but shrugged it off.

"Are you okay?"

"What? Hell yeah, I am!" She smiled. I could tell something was bothering her though...

"JACK!" A loud squeal filled my ears.

I turned around to find the source.

Some skimpy blond was running (More like waddling. She was wearing huge heels.) towards Jack with her arms spread out.

I smacked Hally's shoulder lightly. "Who's that?" I didn't take my eyes off her as she ran towards Jack and jumped on him, practically sucking his face off. I scowled.

"Umm...." Hally looked around anxiously. "Hey John! Come here!...NOW!"

"Whaaaaat?" John ran over, all sweaty an icky.

"Who's that?" I pointed at the skanky chick.

"Oh, that's Misty." He nodded a few times.

"Who's Misty?"

"Jack's girlfriend. I think she's staying on tour with us for a few days or something." He shrugged.

"Oh," I said like I didn't care. Which I didn't....Obviously.

"Yeah!"

"You know what?" I cleared my throat and stood up. "I'll be right back."

I walked over to the lovely couple that were sucking face and tapped Jack on the shoulder.

He turned around, smirking.

"Can I talk to you?" I crossed my arms.

"Sure," He dragged me over a little away from Misty.
"Whaddya' need?" He asked, "I'm kind of busy."

"Yeah, I bet." I snorted. "Who's she?"

"My girlfriend. Why, you jealous?" He wiggled his eyebrows as he smirked.

"Ew, no. I like someone else, thank you very much."

His smirk faded into a frown.

"Please tell me it's not Santino." He groaned.

I rolled my eyes. "It's none of your business."

"Fine then." He said, "I'll get back to my girlfriend, and you can get back to your douche of a boyfriend."

"Fine then."
If he wanted to see me hang out with my "boyfriend", then he will.
I spun on my heel and walked over to Nick, John, and Pat.. Nick was sitting down on the grass, laughing his head off, while John was doing some type of...dance thing with Pat. It looked like they were trying to break dance.

"Hi." I sat down next to Nick.

"Hey!" He smiled brightly. He seemed a bit drunk now.

"Can I ask you something?" I leaned a little.

"Sure."

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Nope!" He shook his head.

"Can I ask you something else?"'

"Sure!"

"Do you like me?"

He nodded quickly, making me smile. "I think you're pretty. And nice. And smart. And Funny."

"Thank you. And if I kissed you right now, you wouldn't care, would you?" I asked.

He leaned in so our nosed were touching. "Would you care if I kissed you first?"
I could smell the alcohol in his breath.

I smiled and shook my head as Nick leaned in and kissed me quickly.
A few minutes later it turned into one big, sweaty make out session.

"Jesus, do you two need a condom?" Someone walked up behind us.

"Fuck off, Jack." I mumbled, breaking the kiss with Nick.

"Jacky, baby, I'll be waiting in...well, somewhere where we can meet up." Misty or whatever her name was supposed to be, winked at Jack and walked away.
I grimaced.

"Okay," Jack dug around in his pocket and pulled something out, chucking it at Nick, who caught it swiftly. It looked like a condom.

"Have fun, douche." Jack smirked.

Nick rolled his eyes and threw it back at Jack. "No thanks, asshole."

Jack glared at Nick before walking away.

"Umm," I said nervously. "I'm sorry about...Him, and stuff."

He smiled. "It's okay."

"Aww, look at you two! Get all snuggy Mc'wuggy in each others arms!" John ran over to us, shirtless and sweaty.

"Uh, what?" I laughed.

"If you can't understand my lango, just don't even talk to me!" John said loudly.

Nick started laughing. "You're sure you're not high?" He asked.

"I'M POSITIVE." John stomped his foot.

"Then you're just going mental?" I suggested.

John opened his mouth to protest but Nick shrugged and said "I think he is."

"Am not!" John stuck his tongue out.

"Are too." Nick and I said at the same time.

John stuck his tongue out again before running off saying, "I DON'T NEED THIS! I'M JOHN FRIGGIN' OHHHH!"

During the rest of the night, I've come up with three things.
One, I like Nick.
Two, Jack is a very big douche right now.
And three, I think John is indeed going mental.