Ok, here's the second chapter for my fanfic!

Same rules apply here, still Meena x Johnny an still swearing, with mild themes

here's the links to the songs in this chapter;

jet pack blues - watch?v=NtgiP95ikIE

I write sins not tragedies - watch?v=vc6vs-l5dkc

harder to breathe - watch?v=rV8NHsmVMPE

make me cry remix - watch?v=GkmroNR5e8c

trouble - watch?v=f-LqvtteIeY

the kids aren't alright - watch?v=WR7U7_cKJw4

xoxo

The day went by lazily for Johnny. Not much happened, but by around 7pm he was alert and excitable. He reached out for his phone, automatically dialling Meena's number, since ash should be there by now.

"...H..hello, Johnny?" Meena sounded unsure again. How adorable.

"Hi Meena, what lager we headin to't club?"

"Um, sorry, what?" Oh shit he thought I did it again.

"oh, sorry" he chuckled " what time are we off't club?"

"I think around nine" she paused a second and a muffled talking went on behind the phone. "yeah, around nine." so ash was there. He knew it.

"good. Ill meet you at the club?" more muffled talking.

"Sorry, but ash says that you should meet us at her house" Ah. There it was. The obligatory lift.

"Ok, will do. Meet you ocean pearls there" and Johnny put down the phone with a cheery goodbye from the other end if the line.

When nine O'clock rolled around, Ash and Meena we're sat on their phones talking about the tour.

Ash was wearing a light pink dress and a lightweight black bomber over the top with her black combat boots. Her dreadlocks were loose as always, and she wore heavy black eye make-up. Meena was wearing a white t-shirt with a baby pink silk spaghetti strap dress over the top of it, and a pair of white converse. Her hair was in a messy do, with her usual pigtails taken out, not forgetting minimal make-up. They had fall out boy 'jet pack blues' playing in the background on Ash's large speakers, and Meena was bobbing her head to the beat as the two sang along.

Eventually, a knock on the door brought the two out of the trance the song had put them in. Ash looked at Meena whilst starting to sing the second verse, nodding towards the door. Gulping, Meena got up and walked over to the door.

"Hiya Johnny." the boy was wearing a simple vest top, his usual leather jacket and a pair of khaki jeans.

"Hi M..Meena" he had just noticed what she was wearing, and struggled to form his words.

Meena noticed how out of character this was. Before she could say anything, Ash called from the living room, as ' I write sins not tragedies' started up.

"This is my favourite! Come on!" Johnny was ushered in and found a place on a pile of pillows that had been established earlier that day.

"Oh, well, imagine,
As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
And I can't help but to hear—
No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words," They all falsettoed along to the first verse, a smile growing on each of their faces, anticipating the chorus.

"What a beautiful wedding! What a beautiful wedding," says a bridesmaid to the waiter,
"And, yes, but what a shame, what a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore."

Each of their faces light up as the guitar joins in.

"I chime in with a
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing a god damn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality...

I chime in,
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing a god damn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of..."

The exhilaration of the beat pumping through their bodies, the three eventually head out to the pic up truck. Johnny opened the door for the girls and let them get in first, Meena then Ash. Once Johnny had gotten in himself, he climbed in and turned on the radio, blasting the start of ' harder to breathe' by maroon 5. Preparing herself for another sing along, Meena had forgotten about her woes of the club, not remembering the problems that could arise. The trio pulled up outside of 'the herd'.

Her fears and worries flooded back, and she stiffened as the engine stalled.

"Are you ok Meena?" Johnny had a genuine look of concern on his face, when Ash grabbed Meena's arm and pulled her out of the truck.

"Just enjoy yourself, it won't be that bad." and with that they were walking in to the club.

As the three entered, the DJ was playing a remix of 'make me cry' and each of the friends started singing quietly in turn. They headed to the bar and Johnny ordered them each a lemonade, after a sideways glance at Meena, which went mostly unnoticed. Upon receiving her lemonade, Meena smiled appreciatively up at the boy, and he smiled softly back at her. when Ash received hers however, she ordered it to have a shot of whiskey poured in. They got up and headed to find a table to sit at. Ash spotted a short boy stood in a corner of the bar, and got up to go over.

"Don't break anyone's heart tonight will ya?" Johnny called after her in a mock concerned voice. All he received back was a smile and a middle finger. Once Ash had cleared the floor, Johnny turned back to Meena, scooting closer so she could hear him over the music.

"Are you feeling ok? You look unhappy." He looked very worried this time, his dark eyes searching her face for any signs of illness. The girl sighed.

"I'm fine, go and enjoy yourself" she looked up and smiled hollowly at him. He wasn't having any of it.

"come on Meena, it'll be fun!" he smiled at her in an adorable lopsided way, making her heart flutter. She couldn't say no to that face.

"well.. don't make me regret this" she stood up and she grinned at her triumphantly. He motioned to the bar, just as ash came hurrying over and a new song started up. This time it was 'trouble' by neon jungle. As the beat built up, Meena was dragged to the bar, and johnny had ordered a round of shots.

She looked at Ash and received an evil smirk. The shots arrived and Ash was the first to take it. Johnny took his, and turned to look at Meena. She started at the glass in front of her. What ever she thought, and downed it quickly. Ash and Johnny cheered and the room around Meena turned fuzzy and warm. Uh oh was the last thing Meena thought.

Suddenly, Meena was dragging Johnny by the arm to the floor, with Ash laughing in the background, presumably looking for the boy she had ensnared earlier. Johnny looked at the strangely bold girl that had pulled him to dance, and watched as she started to sway in time to the new beat. Well, this is the one chance I'll probably ever get. As he started to join in, the song slowly got quicker. As it did, so did Meena. As suddenly as she had brought him out, she was swept away with the crowd, oblivious to her whereabouts.

"Hey!" his voice didn't carry at all in the loud atmosphere, so her set off in search as the beat dropped. Weaving in between the crowd, he searched for his lost dance partner until the song had ended, and found her, finally in a clearing, dancing with Ash. Her hair was loose, her converse were untied, but she was still moving with a fluidity that was rather uncharacteristic of the shy, clumsy girl that had only taken one shot. He caught Ash's attention, and nodded her over.

"What's up with Meena?" Ash laughed and looked back at her best friend, who was rolling her hips around at a quick pace, her hands in the air.

"Nothings up with her, this just what alcohol does to her. That's why she didn't really want to come"

"Ahh. Right." he looked from ash to Meena, who had stopped dancing and was wandering over to them.

"What are you guys talking about?" she tapped her foot to the cooler pace of the new song.

"Nothing" replied Ash. "C'mon, lets go get some more shots" Johnny shook his head warningly at her, but she led Meena away just the same. This is a bad idea he thought as he followed the girls to the bar.

About two hours and four rounds later, Meena was barley able to stand without Johnny needing to catch her, and Ash had her phone confiscated by him due to her threatening to film it. They made their way to the table they had sat at hours prior.

"Jesus, I'm whacked. What lager we heading back to yours?" Ash looked at him with a really face, and he realised his mistake. "oh, I mean, what time are we heading back?" she looked at the drunk girl being held up by him, and shook her head.

"I'd say about now. Any more shots and we'll have to plan her funeral" The three made a beeline towards the exit, and once they had gotten out, Johnny took in a lungful of crisp night air. He hadn't truly realised how stuffy and compact the club had been until now. They piled into the truck with a semi conscious Meena, and turned on the radio straight away. 'Life on Mars' started to play, and the trip home commenced. Ash fell asleep about two minutes in, and that left Johnny to his own thoughts. I shouldn't be driving right now he pondered I'm too elephants for this. He imagined Ash's reaction to him saying this and mentally corrected himself to drunk.

When he pulled up outside of Ash's apartment, he Honked the horn to wake up his passengers.

Meena awoke with a scream, and Ash punched her friends arm in alarm.

"Whoa! Sorry twists, we're home" despite her exhausted-ness, Ash still found the energy to glare at him.

"Sorry again, 'girls'" he said apologetically. They got out of the truck, and, after a struggle to get her out of the pick up, johnny carrying Meena bridal style to the door, they were finally home at 12 O'clock, and mentally dead. Ash shed her bomber, and kicked off her boots, whilst walking to the speakers to turn on her fall out boy album again. Johnny called ash over to clear the sofa of make-up and other various things, whilst ignoring the blood rushing to his face as Meena rolled over to lean on his chest. Finally, with a yawn, Ash had thrown off the last eyeshadow, and Johnny laid Meena gently down on it. Finally able to relax, he looked at her relaxed face, and remembered how tired he actually was, even though the night was still so young. Ash had simply collapsed on the pile of pillows, so he had to gather some blankets to lay down with. Johnny threw off his jacket and switched off the lamp illuminating the living space. Closing his eyes, he drifted off with ' the kids aren't alright' echoing in his mind.

'And in the end

I'd do it all again

I think you're my best friends

don't you know that the kids aren't alright, kids aren't alright

I'm yours, when it rains it pours

stay thirsty like before

don't you know that the kids aren't alright, kids aren't alright'