The Trip [11]

“Sam, be quiet. Preston is still sleeping.” I heard Reid say as I was waking up.

“Well, Ashlyn, Carter, and I want to go to the beach before the concert tonight so hand over the keys.” She demanded.

“Fine, but hangover boy is not driving.” He said and handed her the keys. He closed the door and climbed back in bed with me. I could feel I was still nude from the night before.

“Good morning.” I said to him.

“No, it’s still time to sleep.” He said.

“It’s noon.” I said looking at the clock. He didn’t reply to that so I got out of bed and found some clean clothes in my bag and put them on. I was wearing a camo mini-jean skirt and a black wife beater.

“Preston, come back to bed.” Reid said as he un wrapped himself from the blanket.

“I’m not tired anymore. Get your lazy butt out of bed.” I said and opened the door and walked in the living room. I saw him walk out behind me, wearing a t-shirt and shorts. “I want chocolate chip pancakes.” I said as I picked up the phone and dialed 6.

“Banana waffles please.” He said as he sat on the couch and turn the TV on. I ordered the food and walked over to the couch. I sat down right next to Reid and he wrapped me in his arms. “How did you sleep last night?” He asked me after five minutes of watching a full house re-run.

“Like a baby.” I replied.

“Probably not the best choice of words right there, but I’m glad you slept good. And, um, was I good?” He asked.

“Compared to all the other guys I’ve slept with?” I asked sarcastically.

“Okay, well, was it okay?” He asked, not giving the subject up.

“The best I’ve ever had.” I said honestly because he was the only I had ever had.

“Okay, subject changed and hint taken. Now where are those damn waffles?” He asked. As if on que, someone knocked on the door and said ‘room service’. I opened the door and got our food. I took it back to the couch and sat down next to Reid again.

“I didn’t know. I looked it up on the website and it said nothing about it.” Carter complained as he, Sam, and Ashlyn walked through the door.

“I thought you guys went to the beach.” I said to them.

“We did but we didn’t like it there. Tell them why Carter.” Ashlyn said as she stole a bite of my pancakes.

“I didn’t know it was a nude beach, and I told them that but for some reason they don’t believe me.” He explained.

“Carter, I wouldn’t believe you either. What eighteen year old guy doesn’t want to go to a nude beach?” I asked.

“I wouldn’t. I mean, yeah you’d get to see the women but you also have to deal with seeing the men.” Reid butt in. “Not that I would want to see any of those women, though. I have all I need right here.” He said to me as if I’d get mad at him.

“Well, who cares. We just wont go back to that beach next time. Besides, I don’t want to go to the beach today, I kinda have a painful horrible hangover.” Carter said.

“Let’s go get you some aspirin.” Sam said and led him to the bathroom where all the aspirin was.

“Well, you two certainly didn’t waste any time getting busy.” Ashlyn said to us.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I denied it.

“Please, the wall between our rooms is so thin I could hear everything. Every word, whimper, and moan.” She said laughing a little.

“Shut up. You don’t know what you’re talking about.” I said.

“Sure. I’m going to get ready for the concert.” Ashlyn said as she left the room.

*Five Hours Later*

“Reid, are you ready to go yet? We have to meet your uncle backstage before the show, so come on.” I told him.

“Okay, I’m coming.” He said as he walked out of the bedroom in his third outfit(he didn’t want to look uptight or too wild, because his uncle would probably tell his mom). We walked out of the hotel and into the car. Surprisingly, the stadium didn’t take too long to find. We paid for our parking and went around to where their uncle said to meet him. He was there, waiting for us.

“Michael, Samantha. How have you two been? And who are these fine people?” Their uncle said when they walked up to him.

“Uncle Ben, This is my girlfriend, Preston, Sam’s boyfriend, Carter, and---Ashlyn.” Reid said.

“Nice looking bunch. Okay, you can watch the show from backstage so come and meet the band before they go on.” He said. Could this summer get any crazier? I was in love with an amazing guy, following a band on their tour, and seriously thinking about blowing Harvard off.

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Okay, This story has a total of thirteen chapters so it will finish on Thursday and I will put my new story "It's different now" up on Friday. Saturday and Sunday, I will NOT post anything because I am going to be hanging out with my friend all weekend(I haven't seen her in two years!). Thanks ~Dani~