Author's Note (Monster): Warning! There's a huge amount of slash in this story. If you don't like, don't read. Enjoy

Danny's POV

When I woke up, it was five in the morning. My head hurt like hell and then I remembered I fell asleep with my head on the coffee table, sitting on the floor between couch and table. I looked around the recording room and yawned loudly, putting my hand in front of it so I wouldn't wake the others. As I did so I got a hand smacked against my nose. I yelped and rubbed my nose. Behind me was Johnny 3 Tears lying on the couch, asleep. He murmured: "Sorry, I was trying to hit the snooze button."

I stood up and rolled him off the couch with a loud thud. He groaned and rolled on his back, making him roll underneath the coffee table. I grinned and whistled loudly with my fingers between my lips. As expected, I startled Johnny and made him knock his head against the bottom of the table. Unfortunately for me, I also woke the others. Six pair of… no Johnny was lying underneath the table. Five pair of eyes gazed at me sleepily. "Why did you do that?" J-Dog whined groggily. Funny Man checked his phone, squinting his eyes against the light. "Five am? Are you fucking kidding me? Danny!"

Deuce threw the pillow of the armchair at me but I dodged the attack. "Sorry, but Johnny hit me!"

"Bad Johnny!" Charlie chuckled, thrusting his finger into the air as he lied on his back on the big table further in the room, three steps above this part of the room. I smiled, went over to him and tried to flip the table. Charlie leaned on the side I was tugging at and offered me a sleepy grin. "Not today, Danny. Let's get back to sleep for another couple of hours. We need to record tomor…today."

I nodded, crawled into the long couch where Johnny had been sleeping since he was now snoring underneath the coffee table. I didn't fall asleep immediately, unlike the others. I thought things through. Today we'd be recording El Urgencia's chorus in the evening. In the morning we'd be doing the last part of Dove And Grenade. I didn't know why I was needed for that, probably for some technical stuff or something. They told me I was handy with a mixing board. I took it as a compliment. Yesterday we did the main part of Dove And Grenade. I had to admit I adored Charlie's voice. His voice had a special ring to it, I just couldn't explain. He was amazing. Whenever he began rapping or singing, I'd stare at him. He just got such an attitude when he did so. That's exactly why I liked him. He was special and he was very nice to me. You could say I was very much fond of him. I truly was. Maybe more than friendly, but no one knew, not even I knew at that moment. Not until one day. That day was today. Around eight I awoke again, stretching. I forgot I was on the couch, rolled over and met intimately with the floor. I grunted and heard laughter from the higher part's table. I rolled onto my back and stuck out my middle finger with closed eyes. "Why are you guys up so early!"

"Cause we're recording, idiot. Cause Deuce needs his voice to wake up before singing", Johnny said, already giving away his grumpy morning mood. I got up from the floor. For a moment a thought flashed through my mind: I am so going to shower as soon as I get home. They all sat at the table except for Deuce. Who knew where he was hanging out. Maybe showering?

I yawned and got hit by a chunk of paper. Confused I turned to Funny Man who had thrown it. "Sorry, I was aiming for your mouth."

For a moment I refrained myself from hitting him, but then I let go and I punched his arm. He grinned and patted my arm. "You love me, Danny, you love me."

"Sure, I'm going to the bathroom", I said, leaving them. The bathroom was right across the hallway. I went inside and looked into the mirror, softly humming the beat of Dove And Grenade. Great, my hair was all fluffy, black and emo. Soon they'd be making more jokes on my looks. I put some water in my hands and splashed it into my face, now singing softly to myself. The stall behind me unlocked and revealed Deuce who eyed me suspiciously. "Nice voice, Danny. We could use that in the background of El Urgencia. Interested?"

I didn't know what to say. Instead I just nodded my head enthusiastically and washed my hands. With my hand I ruffled my hair and left the bathroom with Deuce. He opened the door for me and let me go first. The others looked up at us.

"Guys! Danny will be doing background vocals in El Urgencia if that's alright. Just heard him sing like an angel!" Deuce announced.

My cheeks burned and I tried to shield myself from their eyes. "T-That's not true. I don't sound like an angel."

"Yeah you do. Hell, it's probably better than me", Deuce laughed.

"No way, I'm not better than you", I whispered.

He smacked my back. "I know, I was joking. You should do our backing vocals though."

"Thanks", I murmured. The others seemed to agree with Deuce since he thought I was such a good singer. Next to Charlie I took place and laid my head into my arms. They discussed a few more things before the producer arrived and we got to work. First Deuce had to record the chorus of Dove And Grenade. Then we'd begin with El Urgencia's. While he was in there, the others and I were messing around. Johnny, J-Dog and Da Kurlzz were playing cards on the big table. Funny Man was showing me some stuff on the internet he found. I gazed over his shoulder and smiled at every single stupid video he showed. Charlie was in the bathroom. Johnny was getting louder as the seconds passed because he was losing from Da Kurlzz. Which meant Da Kurlzz' grin was growing with each round he won. J-Dog was oddly silent, sitting in between them. "You're going down!"

"No, you are!" Johnny yelled back at Da Kurlzz.

"Fuck you! I got a straight!"

"Ha! I got a flush!"

Then J-Dog laid out his cards. "Bitches, I got a full house, fuck you!"

As soon as Deuce got out of the recording room, he went to the bathroom. Now that I thought about it, Charlie'd been gone for a while now. Maybe he was wandering around the building again. He seemed to enjoy wandering around a lot.

When the card game was over, hell exploded. Johnny had lost over five times to Da Kurlzz and J-Dog. He didn't like losing. At all. So I decided to see what Charlie was up to. I got out of the recording room, hearing voice in the bathroom. At first I thought it could be Deuce speaking into his phone, but then I heard Charlie's voice too. They were trying their best to whisper but still, they were fighting. I knew I shouldn't eavesdrop on them, but I couldn't help my curious nature. I put my ear against the door and listened.

"You can't be serious!"

"I am dead serious!"

"Charlie…"

"No, fuck you! I've had it up to here with you and your excuses!"

"Like you're a saint! I saw what you did two nights ago, but I ignored it for the better!"

"Oh really? Enlighten me, Deuce. What did you see?"

"You and that skank!"

"What?!"

"You thought I didn't see it, right? Guess again. You cheat, I cheat! Accept that."

"Fuck off. You can drop dead for all I care!"

I jumped away from the door when I heard footsteps near. Charlie smashed open the door, pissed off as I've ever seen him. His eyes crossed mine. His were a little red. He glared at me. "What the fuck are you staring at? Get lost!"

I scurried away, but I didn't know where I went. I just had to get away from Charlie. My nice friend Charlie didn't want me there. The thought tore a hole into my chest. What did I hear? What were they fighting about?

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