We Made A Dizzy Mess Of Everything And It Wasn't Enough
Chapter One: We'll Never Lose What We Had
"Arrogant boy,
Love yourself so no one has to,
They're better off with out you,
Arrogant boy,
Cause a scene like you're supposed to,
They'll fall asleep without you,
You're lucky if your memory remains…"
~ Therapy - All Time Low
Brookelle
"Phone's dying, Cher. I'm going to have to call you back." I lied, scraping the side of a piece of chocolate cake and sliding it between my lips.
"All right, love, but you call your Auntie Cher as soon as that phone is charged. Unfortunately, I can't get this contract signed without some sort of liable permission from you." My agent said, forcing a smile into her tight, irritated tone.
"You got it." I sighed, taking another bite of cake, glad Cher couldn't see what I was doing right now. The agency would shoot me if they knew what I'd been eating.
"That's a good girl. Now- " She was cut off by the front door of the suite opening and closing with a slam.
"Donovan!" I heard Jared call from the front room. "Donny!"
"Who's there? Brookelle, you tell me what's going on, right now. If those friends of yours are in your room, I'll -" I snapped my phone shut and set it down on the counter before she could finish. I ran into the front room, bare feet slapping lightly against the cold black wood flooring. I screamed as John pulled me into a tight hug from behind and planted a noogie on the top of my head.
"How did you guys get in here?" I laughed, smoothing out the lap of my vintage floral dress as soon as John dropped his arms from around my waist.
"We jumped a hobo for your room key." Jared smiled pulling me into a tight bear hug.
"What was a hobo doing with my room key?" I asked and John laughed.
"No. Actually, turns out the cute blonde at the front desk is a big fan of The Maine." John said, wandering towards the kitchen.
"I think she was a fan of my looks, more than the band, though." Jared shrugged, following John.
"I guess the bands getting pretty big, then, huh?" I asked as soon as we were all in the kitchen. "Or is Jared's sex appeal bringing all the teenaged girls to the shows?"
"Both. We have another gig at the Venue of Scottsdale in a week. You should come." John said, poking at the cake I had left on the counter with the fork. "This isn't some sugarless air disguised as cake, is it?" I smiled shaking my head and John picked it up with his fingers and stuffed it into his mouth.
"That reminds me. I left Bree in the car, so we should get going." Jared said.
"Funny how the mention of 'sugarless air' reminds you of your girlfriend." John laughed.
"Shut up." Jared shot back. I grabbed my black Givenchy cut out heels that were sitting by the door as we made our way towards the hallway. I lead the way towards the elevators and hit the down button before turning towards Jared and John.
"Who's Bree?" I asked as the silver doors slid open.
"Jared's girlfriend." John laughed slightly and Jared punched him in the shoulder. John winced and rubbed his arm. "Sorry, bro." He mumbled. We walked past the desk and Jared sent a finger wave towards the small blonde behind the counter who looked a few years younger then us. John blew her a kiss and she looked like she was going to faint. I bit my laughter back and hit John with my shoulder. He smiled at me and bumped me back.
"I love being practically famous." Jared sighed and made his way towards the car. He walked towards the driver side door and threw it open. "Sorry if it's somewhat cramped in the back."
"Somewhat?" John asked, letting me slide in first. A large guitar case was taking up an entire seat of the two seater back seat. I sighed, moving as close to the case as I could, but there was still barley any room for John.
"You may have to sit on his lap, Don." Jared laughed and I glared at him.
"Like that'll happen." I laughed. John climbed in after me and slammed the door shut. We were so close I could smell his cologne and feel his breathing.
"Hi, I'm Bree." A girl with long, white blonde hair framing her small baby doll face turned to look at me, her dull, sea green eyes locked on me and I smiled at her.
"Nice to meet you. I'm -" I began sweetly, but she cut me off.
"Brooke. I know. John talks about you a lot." She smiled and my eyes slid over to John.
"What? No I don't." He said quickly. Bree raised her eyebrows and laughed.
"Whatever. He does. Anyways, are you coming to the next show?" She asked me, and I nodded, and smirked at John. Bree smiled and turned back towards Jared. The car bounced up into Sam's driveway and John jumped out of the car.
"So, what do you say about me?" I asked and John clenched his teeth and stormed towards the door.
"He was telling Jared yesterday about how you, Sammy, Kenny and he had all gone skinny dipping the last time you were here and that you guys should do it again because you had a wicked body, and -" Jared cut her off by planting his lips on hers and leading her towards the house.
Sam
I pulled another beer out of the fridge and gritted my teeth as Pat and Dylan started screaming at each other about which one of them was going to get the better controller.
"If you don't shut up I'm taking that away and neither of you are going to get that controller." I growled and Dylan handed Pat the controller while staring up at me from the floor. It was like I was dealing with toddlers.
"Woah. Chill, Sam." John Gomez laughed from the kitchen as he pulled a beer out of the fridge. I groaned and slid into one of the chairs under the table as Jack Barakat came hopping down the stairs, holding a towel around his hips.
"Hiya, Sam." He smiled and loped into the guest room under the stair case.
"I might shoot him." I said to John and he laughed.
"With you on that." He smiled and slid into the chair across from me. My ears perked at the sound of John Ohh's voice from the other side of the front door.
"I didn't say that! Don't listen to her! Look, if you'd just- Stop looking at me like that! I'm serious!" I heard John cry, followed by Brooke's laughter.
"Brooke!" I jumped up and raced over to the front door and threw myself on Brooke who hugged me back. "Oh my gosh! I missed you so much!"
"I missed you, too!" She laughed.
"How's modeling?" I asked her and her smile wavered a little.
"Good." She shrugged, then quickly changed the subject. "How's your photography? I saw some pictures in that one magazine. They're amazing!"
"Thanks." I smiled. "I love it! It's great."
"Sammy, where's the rest of the beer?" Jack called to me from the kitchen. I rolled my eyes and pulled Brooke after me into the kitchen. I stood in front of jack who only wore a pair of black skinny jeans.
"It's in there, somewhere." I sighed then turned to Brooke. "Brooke, this is Jack. Jack this is Brooke."
"Damn. I'd like to be in there somewhere." He smirked at Brooke. "What do you say? My place or yours?"
"Okay, gross?" I gagged as Brooke started to laugh. "Moving on." I said and we walked towards the back of the house where Dylan and Pat were still playing Call of Duty. "Pat, you remember Brooke, right?" Pat turned to look at us and smiled.
"Hell yeah. What's up, Brooke?" Pat smiled and Dylan continued playing.
"Hey, Pat." Brooke smiled.
"I believe I just won, boy." Dylan announced.
"What?" Pat snapped his attention back towards the game. "No! That's cheating! You cheated!"
"I didn't cheat. I won." Dylan said proudly then smiled up at me. "You saw that, right Sam? I totally kicked his ass."
"Sure, Dylan." I sighed and watched Dylan's eyes slide over to Brooke. "Let's go." I said and pulled Brooke away. "Want a beer?" She nodded and I walked into the kitchen. "Johnny? Did you you get more beer?" I asked as John Gomez came into the kitchen and he shook his head.
"Nope. Sorry." He smiled and I sighed.
"It's fine. Umm," My eyes landed on Jack. "Jack! Go get some beer, please?" Jack turned around and nodded.
"Sure, want to come?" He asked Brooke and she gave me an unsure look.
"Go, Brooke. He'll be good." I laughed and glared teasingly at Jack. "Right?"
"When am I not good?" He asked and I rolled my eyes and walked away towards John and Jared.
"Where's Brooke going with Barakat?" John asked me as soon as I walked up.
"We ran out of beer." I shrugged and John nodded still staring over my shoulder.
Jack
She sat on my stomach one knee on either side of my chest in only a pair of skin tight shorts, her boots, and a black push-up bra which was totally doing its job, by the way, her hands playing with my silver dog tags. I put my hands on either of her knees and lightly dragged them up her thighs and towards her bare stomach where I slid my hands around her slim waist and watched her smile.
"So you're in a band, too?" Brooke asked, setting my necklace back against my chest, her baby blue eyes locked on mine. I nodded and pushed her brunette bangs away from her eyes with my hand before dropping it back onto her thigh. I leaned towards her and lightly kissed her collar bone. She smiled and climbed off of me to lay next to me. I laid on my side and put my arms on either side of her hips and kissed her stomach. She giggled and I kissed her again. My tongue circled her pierced belly button and moved between her rib cage. She ran her fingers through my hair and wrapped her legs around my waist. I kissed her lightly on the lips and pulled her back on top of me and slid my hands up her spine until my fingers found the clasp on her bra. Her tongue crashed between my lips and I slowly unhooked her bra and slid my hands down her sides towards her shorts. I slid my hands down under the waistband and she pulled away from my lips.
"You sure you want to do this?" She breathed and I laughed quietly.
"Of course. Sex is more fun when we're both naked." I said and she giggled. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and lightly nipped at her bottom lip and she helped me pull her shorts off to reveal an orange thong. "That's hot." I laughed and starting to pull that down, too.
"Shut up." She breathed, kissing me under my ear. I pulled her so her body was as close as possible and kicked the blankets off the bed. She wrapped her legs around mine and I let out a moan that rattled her teeth against mine. I wondered if anyone heard that. I felt her smile as she dragged her lips down towards my chest and I felt her tongue on my bare chest. "You locked the door right?" She asked, her breath warm against my body and I closed my eyes.
"Yeah." I swallowed and waited for her to continue. When she didn't I opened my eyes and looked down at her. "What wrong?"
"Someone's coming." She breathed and I shrugged.
"No one'll try to come in, promise. I locked the door, anyways." I smiled reassuringly at her and she kissed me on the lips. A loud sharp knock at the door made us both jump. She bit her bottom lip and I planted a quick kiss on her chin before she got up and snatched her clothes off the floor. I sat on the bed watching her as she got dressed.
"You should probably get dressed, too." Brooke pointed out quietly as there was another loud knock at the door. "Or at least get that lipstick stain off your face." She pulled her dress back on as I wiped the back of my hand over my cheek and looked down at my stomach and sighed at the red lipstick that was all over my chest. I threw a shirt on and pulled on a pair of jeans. Brooke sat down on the edge of the bed fighting with the knots in her long brunette hair and I walked over to open the door.
"Sup, O' Callaghan." I smiled.
John Ohh
"John, chill out." Jared said for the third time as he playing with Bree's hair. Bree leaned back against his chest and kissed his cheek.
"You like her, don't you?" Bree asked me, and I refused to answer.
"Of course he does, look. He's blushing." Sam giggled, her green eyes sparkling. "I don't know why you just don't tell her."
"I can't." I said, glaring at Jared who was laughing.
"Jared, baby, shh! I think it's sweet." Bree smiled at me, putting her finger to Jared's lips.
"Maybe you can't tell her, but I can." Sam smirked and started to get up.
"Sam, don't. Fine. I'll tell her." I sighed. Bree went bright red and Jared started cracking up as a loud moan leaked trough the walls.
"Probably just Jack masturbating again." Alex laughed, sliding into the love seat next to Sam and throwing his arm around her. I saw Kennedy tense from the couch next to me and his face hardened. I sighed and slouched into the cushions.
"You should tell her now, John." Bree said quietly and I shrugged.
"Yeah, John. Go tell her." Sam said and pulled me to my feet. "She's in the guest room." I groaned and made my way towards the guest room.
"Fine. Fine, I'll tell her." I said and went to knock on the door. I heard movement on the other side of the door and waited a couple seconds before knocking again. I was about to leave, thinking maybe she was asleep when Jack opened the door.
"Sup, O'Callaghan." He smiled and I stared at the faded lipstick mark on his cheek.
"I -" I began then my eyes slid over his shoulder at Brooke. She smiled at me and my heart fell into my stomach. I could only assume what had happened. "Did you need a ride home tonight, Brooke?" I offered and Jack glanced over his shoulder at her.
"Oh, I don't know if she'll be going back to the hotel tonight." He laughed and turned back to me.
"Actually, yeah. That'd be great, thanks, John." She smiled weakly at me and I nodded.
"No problem." I smiled, hating life at the moment and turned back towards where Kennedy, Alex, Sam, Jared and Bree were.
"So how'd it go?" Sam asked and right then, I almost started crying.