"Ugh." I groaned, holding my head. Whatever had possessed Joe and her new husband to have an open bar at their wedding reception? Or maybe it was my fault. When Kendall's friend had insisted we throw back a few I should have said no. God forbid I remember what happened at the bachelor party.
Actually maybe I didn't. The whole night was kind of a blur.
"Hey Logie!" I head, followed by the noise of the reception as people talked amongst themselves and swung around the dance floor. I frowned, looking around for an escape. The only place I could see was the dumpster nearby already full of what I assumed to be the trash from the last party that took place in the banquet hall. Before I could consider if jumping in was a good idea or not, Carlos was behind me.
"I don't need more tequila." I said standing up quickly. My words suddenly started spinning, and I found myself falling over. Carlos easily caught me, and I glared up at him. "But obviously you could still go back."
"Nope! I feel over onto Jo and ripped the string keeping the front of her dress closed." He said sounding almost proud. "I don't think I've heard a woman scream like that before. Although I found out her 'something borrowed'." I glared at him and righted myself, during of my tux.
"Yeah I saw." I said. "Her bra is two sizes to big for her." Carlos frowned.
"Well I was talking about that gaudy ruby necklace with Camille's initials carved into the back, but that works too." He said. I frowned this time, feeling a little embarrassed at having talked about my friend's bra size so easily.
I definitely didn't need to go back to the bar.
"You plan on going back in?" Carlos asked, carefully sitting down beside me. He had swayed a little, so I guess he had more to drink than I originally though. I shook my head, looking out at the view offered behind the banquet hall.
It was an exquisite brick wall.
"I don't need more tequila." I said focusing on the wall.
"I'm pretty sure they were strawberry daiquiris." Carlos said grinning. I held a hand up ready to say something but then I put it back down.
"There may have been strawberries involved." I conceded. The music had gotten louder now turning into a fast swing. Jo's request probably.
"You have any plans to get married?" Carlos suddenly asked just as I was trying to stand up again. I just started at him from my position halfway off the step.
"Do I look like I want to get married?" I asked. Carlos just stared at me.
"Well Logie you look like you wanna puke." He said. My face had gone pale and my stomach was churning now that he mentioned it. "I didn't know you were such a lightweight, Logie." I held up my hand again, and then just stared at it as I moved it around. Carlos was laughing by the time I snapped out of it.
"I am… perfectly cognitive." I said. Carlos was raising an eyebrow at me. "What?" He just shook his head, standing up with the same sway that had been involved with his sitting down.
"I owe Camille a dance." He said swaying a little more as he climbed the two steps between us and the door back into the hall. "I though maybe alcohol might make the prospect look better."
"Did it work?" I asked. We both looked through the window on the door. Camille had gotten a partner for the song and was currently swinging him around by his arms. We both winced as she let go and he ended up sprawled over the nearest table. No one seemed to find this alarming.
"No amount of alcohol can ever make it okay." His eyes were wide.
"I just- I value my life. That's it." He turned to me, and then got this grin over his tanned face. "I have an idea!"
"If it involves getting Camille drunk I don't want a part of it." I said crossing my arms. "I went drinking with her once. She punched out the bartender when he tried to cut her off."
"As much as I'd like to see how many drinks she can hold, no." Carlos said. Before I could do anything coherent, Carlos had taken one of my hands and was tugging me back in. I expected him to confront Camille but he didn't. As soon as the door had closed behind us, I found myself slammed against it. Carlos' hands moving to my shoulders as he pressed his lips to mine.
I just stood there letting him push his tongue into my mouth as the people near enough to notice fell silent.
"Logan!" Jo yelled from the other side of the room. I tried to pull away but Carlos just deepened the kiss and I found myself returning it in the short time we had before my friend was beside us. "My God, you two! Get a room!" Carlos finally pulled away and I was abled to get a good look at Jo. She didn't look happy.
"Sounds like a plan." Carlos said, licking his lips. Jo just threw her arms in the air once before going back to sit with Kendall, who seemed rather amused by this whole situation.
Oh right. He remembered what happened at the bachelor party. I tired to drown he memories along with my liver's health.
"Se ya Camille!" Carlos called as he pulled me along with him. I looked over to Kendall for help, hoping that he was still the one sane person in this entire place but he just smiled and said something about using a condom this time.