Here's to the Friends That Were Alibis

Ryan's P.O.V.

"C'mon! One more drink!" Mattie slurrred.

"No dude, we're going back up to the suite. You've had enough anyway. Let's go." I pulled his arm, only for him to pull back to stay at the bar. Shit, this was gonna be harder than I thought.

"But I ain't done yet! I've only had five drinks." He retorted.

"Um, try double that. Let go. now. " I stated sternly, leaving no room for argument.

"Fine!" He huffed like a child and grabbed his drink. I sighed, grabbed the glass of Jack Daniels out of his hand and placed it back on the bar. The bar tender shook his head and took the glass as I slapped a twenty on the bar.

Mattie was definitely paying me back. He stumbled a few times as we made our way to the elevator, but luckily, I didn't have to carry him. I'm just hoping he doesn't get sick. He'll be on his own with that one.

We took the elevator up to the twelfth floor and made our way down the hall.

"Where we goin'?" He questioned stupidly as we neared the door to the suite we'd got a few hours earlier.

"In the room, you gotta go to bed." I responded before proceeding to unlock the door and open it.

"Fun kill." He grumbled as he stumbled into the room right into a wall. I couldn't help but laugh, and apparently, neither could the others that were sitting on the leather sectional on the other side of the room.

"Dude! You just walked into a fuckin' wall!" Jesse shouted in between his laughter.

"Fuck you!" Mattie screamed while attempting to get up, only to make it on one foot before tumbling into the end table next to the door and knocking it over.

"Oh my God!" Dylan fell off the couch laughing hysterically, causing everyone to laugh harder, including myself. I hope Lex feels better, because this was gonna be a long night.

Lex's P.O.V. (The Next Afternoon)

"Lex, wake up." I heard Ronnie whine.

"Nooooooo." I mumbled, shaking my head into my pillow and pulling the blanket up to my chin.

"Come on, rise and shine, sleeping beauty!" I groaned at how enthusiastic he was. How could someone be so happy this early?

"It's two in the afternoon!" He laughed. Or not this early...

"Where are the guys?" I asked, sitting up and pulling my hair back out of my face.

"Probably still at whatever hotel they crashed at last night." He shrugged. "We're still stoped, I'm gonna make breakfast." He added, swinging his legs out of the bunk and pulling the curtain back.

"Awww fuck." I groaned as the light poured into the bunk. "I'm gonna call Jesse and get a shower, we got a show today?" I asked, following him out of the bunk and leaning down to grab an outfit.

It consisted of an old Mötley Crüe T-shirt my mom gave me with the sleeves cut off and the collar cut down in the shape of a v with a black tank top underneath, light blue skin-tight skinnies with gaping holes on them, a normal silver and black stud belt, and a pair of black low-top chucks. I grabbed a black bra and some matching panties and socks.

"Yeah, we go on at..." Ronnie trailed off and looked at his phone. "Four."

"Thank God for late shows!" I sang, before opening the bathroom door and tossing my clothes on the toilet seat, before walking back to my bunk to grab my phone.

"What the hell is that?" I asked Ronnie, pointing at the outfit on his bunk.

"Clothes?" He more asked than stated, tilting his head adorably as he looked me confused.

"Umm..." I trailed off, staring at the pair of white skinnies and bright pink DGK shirt. "I thought you guys were falling in reverse, not queen." I raised an eyebrow.

"Well!" He huffed and crossed his arms over his chest at my gay joke. "If you don't like it, then you pick me an out an outfit!" He glared playfully at me and I chuckled.

"Fine. Move." I laughed, shooing him away and pulling out my phone as I bent down to open his drawer. I looked through his shirts for a few seconds before finding an Iron Maiden one I liked. I scrolled through my contacts as I set it on the bed as I found his number and hit call.

"Hello?" His voice sounded groggy, but nevertheless somewhat happy to see it was me calling, and not Ron this time.

"Hey," I smiled as I looked through Ronnie's jeans, before grabbing a black pair and a silver stud belt to match the silver on the T-shirt. "You guys comin' back? We go on in like two hours."

"Yeah, everyone's up now, we'll probably be there in like twenty minutes." He mumbled.

"Did you guys get showers already?" I asked, putting the outfit I picked out for Ronnie on the bed as I made my way back to the bathroom and shut the door.

"Hold on, lemme check." He stated.

"Kay." I nodded as if he could see me, before putting the the phone on speaker, setting it on the sink and stripping.

"Yeah, everyone except Matt-" he cut himself off and I rolled my eyes as I turned on the shower.

"You can say his name ya know," I sighed as I padded back over to the phone, waiting for the water to heat up.

"Sorry Lex, I just didn't wanna upset you." I could practically feel guilt wash over me as I frowned.

"It's alright Jess, really. It's not that big of a deal." I sighed again. Damn, I've been doing a lot of that lately.

"Alright, I do wanna talk to you later though." He replied.

"Alright." I nodded again before hanging up.

"Hey." Ronnie whispered in my ear, making me nearly jump out of my skin before I turned around.

"Fuck Ron!" I laughed before I slapped him on the chest. "You scared me!" He just smiled and kissed my nose. That's probably the moment I noticed the chest I slapped seconds ago was bare, like the rest of him.

"Good." He whispered again before kissing me. He ran his tounge across my bottom lip as he backed us up until my calves were against the tub. I pulled away as we stepped into the shower and let the steaming hot water fall over us.

"Meanie." I mumbled against his lips before pushing him up against the wall. I layed down and pulled him on top of me.

"I don't think you'll be complaining in a minute." He smirked before kissing me again. I was going to reply, but my thoughts were clouded with lust. He pushed himself into me as I wrapped my legs around his hips. The hot water pounding off of his back showered onto me as he kissed and bit my neck, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. There goes the guilt...