Two Wrongs Don't Make It Right

I woke up and clutched my head sitting up straight I slammed my head into something. I rolled the side and ended up falling on the floor. I opened my eyes. I was definitely on a tour bus, but whose bus it was was a complete mystery.

Last night was hazy and then I went completely blank. I wasn't planning on drinking that much. I slowly stood up and looked around for my clothes. I found them on the floor close to the bunk I just fell out of.

I quickly got dressed and waded up the sheet I had rolled to the floor with. I tossed it into the empty bunk I had just been. I looked around to see if the bus was empty. Whoever I have slept with has left without waking.

I decided to snoop around a bit to see if I could get some clues to who I had sex with. I walked out into the front lounge. There are papers scattered on the front table. I started to rifle through them.

"can I help you?" I heard someone ask from behind me.

I help to grabbed my heart and spun around. Standing in the entrance to the bunks stood the redhead known as Alan Ashby. So I was on Of Mice's bus. I was having a slight heart attack, which one had I slept with?

"I kind of woke up here. I have a massive headache and I don't remember much of last night." I explained sheepishly.

He chuckled and walked towards me opening the fridge taking out a bottle of water. He then proceeded to open the cabinet and toss me a bottle of painkillers. I smile before taking two and swallowing them.

"So you mind filling me in on anything?" I ask.

"Well I don't know much either. I remember stumbling back onto the bus and hearing you and Austin going at it. I saw you a quite few times the party. You are quite the social butterfly." He said sitting down and motioning for me to take a seat.

I sat down and let what he had said sink in. I slept with Austin Carlile. I was in shock, I normally didn't get drunk and sleep around. I look up at him and he was smirking.

"What do you mean by 'social butterfly'?" I asked hesitantly.

"Well at one point you were kissing Alex from All Time Low, then it was some chick with bright red hair, and then Austin." He replies looking at me.

I groan and put my hands over my face. I get kind of crazy and kind of whorish when I've had too much to drink. I'm glad to know that Chloe was just as drunk as I was, since we've only kissed when we were both hammered.

"Where is he?" I questioned.

"He went to go get food. He said something about not wanting to wake you up this early." He explained simply.

"What time is it?" I asked panicked. I needed to go set up the tent.

"It's about 8:30 AM. Why?" He asked me.

I hopped up and headed towards the door. "I've got to go set up our booth. Talk to you later." I say running out the door.

I heard a loud thump followed by a string of curses. I peek around the door to see a lanky figure laying on the ground. I bite my lip and offer that my hand.

"I am so sorry. Here let me help you up." I say getting their attention.

They remove their hand from their face and look up at me. He smiles and takes my hand.

"Nice see you're alive." He smirked.

"Alive and very late." I replied bouncing on my toes. "Sorry to cut this short but I have to go. I'll see you around Austin." With that I ran toward where I parked the van. Leaving a dazed Austin Carlile staring after me.

Notes

And enter the band members. I hope you guys like this so far. Please don't hesitate to tell me if you do or don't. I appreciate it.

Josie