Chapter 10 - Late Night Shenanigans
After a pub crawl, Tommy, Danny, and Kian are seeking for a nightclub that will let them in. While passing by the local cinema, Tommy notices a film poster that he remembers and exclaims, "Russell has stolen my idea, The Delivery guy!"
"He stole my script!" I can't believe it, it took me months to write it and now someone else's stupid arse has claimed it!" added Tommy
"Bruv, what's done is done, whatever your new project is, your raw talent will make The Delivery Guy look like shit," Kian tried to reassure Tommy.
"Russell is a scumbag of the lowest order," Danny said.
"Look at me, Tommy, Russell has been pissing you off for weeks, fucking let it go, he ain't worth your time!" Kian placed his head against Tommy's.
"You're right, Kian; I need to devote all of my energy to this new project," Tommy explained.
"Fuck sake, Danny mate, why are you pissing against the wall?" Kian inquired
"Me teeth were swimming, and besides, I'm pissing on the film poster!" exclaimed Danny as he urnites on the wall where the poster is.
"All right, carry on in that case," Kian said.
"As my Scottish cousins would say, right ye shaggers, let's get this party started!" stated Tommy
Tommy, Danny, and Kian are admitted into this nightclub where the bulk of the clientele is under the age of 25, where they observe all the obnoxious young men trying to talk with the young females who are simply looking for a quiet beverage and a dance with their own groups.
Kian, who is sitting in their own booth, observes and exclaims, "Look at these fuck boys!"
"I hope you don't mind, but I took the liberty of ordering us two shots each," Tommy replied, sipping a pint of lager.
"Thank you, Tom!" Danny exclaimed.
The shots are brought to the table on a tray by the barman. Tommy, Kian, and Danny all say "Cheers!" as they cling to their shot glasses and down their shots.
Danny gets digusted by his two shots, which leave an unpleasant aftertaste in his mouth. "Fuck me mate, my throat is burning!"
"Dan, you are such a fucking lightweight!" Kian burst out laughing.
"How the fuck are you still standing Tommy after all that lager?" Danny exclaimed.
"It's my American blood, we Yankees love our beer!" Tommy exclaimed as he sipped the last of his lager.
"Mate, your beer tastes like piss!" Kian stated
"I know Kian, but the point is to get plastered, not to drink it for the taste!" Tommy exclaimed.
After a few more rounds and dancing into the early hours, the boys decide to leave shortly after midnight.
"Good night," Tommy said.
"Goodnight boys, get home safe, yeah," the bouncer remarked.
The boys' clumsy walking and barely maintaining their balance are made slightly more solemn by the cold air.
"Oh fuck... think I'm going to be sick!" Danny exclaimed as his cheeks puffed out and he puked all over Kian's trainers.
Kian, horrified as the vomit shower falls, exclaims, "For fucksake, Danny, you fucking tosser!" That's me best trainers, and you've splattered puke all over them!"
"Danny, you're a fucking lightweight mate!" Tommy exclaimed, barely holding himself up.
Danny finds a corner and continues to hurl while giving Tommy the middle finger; Tommy approaches him and strokes his back, saying, "Dan, I'm just taking the mick, mate."
"Me head is fucking spinning, just as well I'm off work tomorrow," Danny remarked, glancing up before vomiting again.
"I'm going to get a bottle of water from the shop across the street, Tommy, do you need anything?" Kian inquired
"Get me some fizz, my mouth is fucking dried up, mate," Tommy replied as he continued to look after Danny.
"I'll be right back, Danny don't colapse mate" said Kian as he crosse the road.
The tempature has dropped, with many people in a drunken state, Tommy was just glad he wasn't throwing up considering he drank more than Danny.
"Fucksake Hassan where are you when I need you" said Danny as he throws up once again.
"Hassan is in Birmingham, he's not here" said Tommy holding his head up.
"Think that's last of it" said Danny as wipes his mouth and gets himself back up.
"Fucksake Danny, you've spewed all your meals off the day on the one spot on the pavement!" said Tommy
"Fuck me, never doing beer pong with you two ever again!" said Danny as he has his arm over Tommy for support
"Lighten up mate, we had a great night" said Tommy
Kian returns and throw's Tommy is his soft drink bottle and suprisingly he catches with perfect reflex's considering his drunken state.
"You're certainly looking better" said Kian as he puts head under Danny's other arm.
Danny was still looking a little worse for wear, so they found a black hackney cab that was available and willing to take him home.
Tommy and Kian assisted him in getting into the taxi, and the driver lays down the law, saying, "If he spews in me cab, then he's paying the 30 quid penalty."
Tommy and Kian drunkingly wave Danny goodbye as the taxi drives off, the two best friends continue their drunken conversation.
Tommy said, "If only Hassan could join us, he's a great guy!"
Tommy continued, "I forgot to mention Jasmine!"
Kian responded, "We need to put the bank back together."
"Chuckie, you're a fucking twat!" Tommy asked, "What do you mean I'm macking on your sister?," mistaking Kian for Chuckie who was rambling incoherently.
"Bruv, what the fuck does macking mean, sounds like one of those weird sex kinks!" said Kian
"I've got a question!" exclaimed Tommy.
"Go on, old son, what's your question?" Kian asked.
"Why doesn't Sir Cedric grow a pair of balls?" Tommy said.
"Sir Cedric is a wanker!" said Kian
"Yes, he is, Howard Devillie is a wanker, and Jonathan Kraskel is a wanker as well," Tommy said.
"Fuck off, Howard does sound like a right wanker, I'll give you that Thomas Pickles" Kian exclaimed.
"Who the fuck is Jonathan Kraskel, you cunt?" Kian asked.
"He's just the wankiest of all wankers combined, but Nikolai is a nice guy who has done a lot for me and my friends back home!" "He's okay for a rich guy," Tommy said.
"Kian, I just wanted to let you know that you are my... my best friend in the entire world!" said Tommy
"You are my bestest, bested friend ten gizzilion times over," Kian remarked.
"Let's go get some kebabs and call it a night," Tommy said.
Tommy and Kian get some kebabs as they stroll around looking for a taxi. By chance, the receptionist Tommy had a flirtatious gaze with was with a friend and she quickly recognised Tommy.
"Hey Tommy, do you remember me?" she inquired.
"I remember you, Maxwell told me not to keep flirting with you!" Tommy exclaimed.
"Well, Maxwell isn't here, by the way, my name is Sophie," Sophie added, giving Tommy the hug she craved.
"This is Minnie, my mate," Sophie added.
"You alright, and who is this handsome fella?" enquired Minnie
"My name is Kian, and it's a pleasure to meet such a refined lady as yourself," Kian remarked, shaking Minnie's hand.
"Flattery will get you everywhere, Kian!" Minnie chuckled.
"There's our cab, why don't you come back with us?" Sophie inquired
"Sure, why not?" Tommy replied.
Kian and Minnie kiss right away, while Tommy and Sophie try to break the ice with an awkward discussion.
"Have you had a good night out?" Sophie inquired.
"Yeah, it's been great, I haven't had a proper lads night in ages," Tommy remarked.
When they return to Sophie and Minnie's flat, Kian, who is carrying Minnie in his arms into her bedroom, says to Tommy, "Remember to take your time, you're not as young as you used to be!"
"Leave it out Kian, I'm the same age as you, you twat!" Tommy joked.
Kian takes Minnie into her bedroom for a night of passion when Tommy and Sophie enter her room.
Tommy sits himself down on the bed while Sophie unzips her dress, "I've been wanting to get my hands all over you since you came to the gym!"
When she is about to strip off her clothes and expose her body, Tommy jumps back and exclaims, "Wait! I'm sorry Sophie, but I can't.."
"Am I ugly?," a perplexed Sophie asks. "I knew you were out of my league!" she exclaimed, her head hung low in abrupt disappointment.
Putting his hand on her shoulder, "Sophie you are stunning, I thought I would feel better trying to play the field but nearly a year ago I lost my wife in a car crash"
"I didn't realise you were widowed, I'm so sorry to hear that if I knew I wouldn't have tried to fire into you like that" Sophie remarked.
"You weren't to know, I don't want to move forward too quickly, I'm just not ready for anyone really or even sex right now," Tommy added.
Sophie rubs his arm and adds, "I understand, when you're ready, don't hesitate to call me, and maybe we could get some coffee sometime."
"Thank you for being so understanding, that would be nice, I would like that," Tommy added.
"Let me make you a cup of tea before you leave, I'll call you a cab" said Sophie
"Wow, there's so much more to you than just being a cool film director," Sophie rubbed his leg after some talking and drinking tea.
Tommy's phone rings, and he notices it's his father-in-law trying to contact him. "George, you alright" Tommy says.
"Tammy's been having nightmares, and I think Gillian's death is really starting to affect her," George explained.
"I'm sober now, I can get a taxi and pick her up early," Tommy explained.
"I can't sleep anyway, I'll pick you up, send me your address, and I'll give you a ride back here," George explained.
"Goodbye, then," Tommy says as he hangs up the phone. "Looks like you won't need to call me a taxi then, because my father in law George is going to take me back to their place."
Later that night, George texted Tommy to let him know he was waiting outside, and as he grabs his jacket, he tells Sophie, "That's George here, I guess I need to leave now."
Sophie replies to him as he walks out the door, "Your such a gentleman, most guys I've met only want one thing after meeting them, your different."
"You're too nice a lady to have a fling with," Tommy replied, smiling.
"You have my number, call me when you're ready and we'll get a coffee," Sophie remarked as she and Tommy hugged before he left.
George returns with Tommy back to the flat, Tilly couldn't sleep so she went into George and Jess's bedroom to watch tv, Jess had only just calmed Tammy just enough she falls asleep again.
George returns to his bedroom with Tilly in it now and says to Tommy "Good night Tommy, sleep well"
"You two George" said Tommy.
Tommy quietly opens the door, places his jacket on the chair across the bed, raises the bedsheet and snuggles up to his Daughter, strokes her hair, and says, "It's okay Pumpkin Pie, your Dad's here, you have nothing to be afraid of."
Tommy's phone is on silent, and when he checks it, it reads, "Good night, Tommy. Sophie xx"
He smiles as he places his phone on the bedside table and securely holds Tammy as they both go off to sleep.
End of Chapter 10