Ok, this chapter sucks but I didn't know how to write it :p blehh don't hate me!

Chapter 15

We talked to Fletch and he agreed to let us go out and let off a little steam and since the guys were off the next day he said we could drink as much as we want.

"I don't I'll be drinking very much tonight Fletch," I said at dinner when we asked him," Not after what happened last time."

I looked at Dougie and we both began to blush a bit and then went back to eating. Later on Dougie, Harry, Danny, and I went to a club called Central Station. Tom refused to come for some reason and he's been ignoring me since the whole thing with Dougie and Danny had happened earlier. I knew he would be mad at me when they all found out. There was also still a little bit of tension between Danny and Dougie but after they both had gotten really drunk they became friends again, not that they'll remember it in the morning. I could tell I would be the one driving tonight because Danny and Dougie were already drunk off their asses and Harry was right behind them. Dougie came stumbleing up to me, with Danny right beside him, and he slung an arm around my shoulder.

"Abbbyyy, Guess what?"

"What?" I asked, laughing at how drunk he was.

Dougie giggled," Tell her, Daanny."

I laughed but felt a little uncertain now,"What is it guys?"

"It's about Tom," Danny giggled.

"What about Tom?" I asked sweetly but like I was talking to a ten year old.

"Well, he looooves you," Dougie said.

"Yea he told me himself," Danny continued.

What the hell?

"Alright guys, I think you've had a little too much to drink. How about we find Harry and get you home."

"Do we have to?" Dougie said in a whiny little voice that made me want to strangle him.

I got off the barstool I was on and said," Yea, lets go. It's getting pretty late anyway."

I have no idea how I got the three drunk idiots home, it's a mystery that will never be solved. I was getting ready for bed and I couldn't stop thinking about what Danny and Dougie said. They probably just said it to make me feel better or, more likely, to make me confess my feelings to him. I decided to ask Danny about it tomorrow but for now I was worn out. I fell asleep, dreaming nice peaceful dreams.