We Are The Rebellious Youth
Chapter Forty-Seven: Just a Little Bit of Food
Mickey’s POV:
When I was told that I was allowed to go on ‘tour’ with my friends and two parents, I thought it was going to be the best time of my life. The parents were nice enough to drive in a different car, so you’d think we’d get some time alone. But, no. Literally, the only time we got without their supervision was during those car rides. They were there during every single show, they were somewhere in the restaurant if we went out for dinner, and they frequently checked up on us in the hotel. Well, when I got to stay in the hotel room with the guys until I had to go back and share a room with Mrs. Barakat and Mrs. Merrick.
Yeah, that’s right. I shared a room with them. Even if there had been space for me to stay with the guys, I wouldn’t have been allowed to. I wasn’t sure what they really expected us to do if they didn’t check up on us or let me fall asleep there. It wasn’t like I was suddenly going to have an orgy with all of them. But, still. For some reason, it wasn’t allowed. I had to leave their room as soon as the moms decided it was time for us to go to sleep.
At least I didn’t have to share a bed with either of them.
I felt more uncomfortable changing around them than I would have felt changing in front of my friends. Nothing was more awkward than being naked in front of women you didn’t know from a different generation. I already didn’t like being in my underwear around my own mom.
I tried to change in the bathroom every single time.
So, when I found out I was going to get my own room one night, I was so happy. I could take a shower and walk out naked. There would be no need trying to fit into my clothes while I was still partially clammy. I could watch anything I wanted on TV and sprawl out on bed without being concerned that somebody would judge me. I could literally do anything. And anything meant a lot for me.
I even had the freedom to sneak out of my room and go explore the city we were in. We passed through some places where I had lived before, but I couldn’t show anybody around for many reasons. One, we didn’t have all too much time. Two, the places I knew about weren’t exactly parent-friendly. And three, we still did have two parents in tow.
So, what did I do with this freedom?
Did I go out and discover the darkest of alleyways? Did I get into a bar and get myself drunk? Did I somehow end up on the stripper pole of a strip club? Did I go out and do any drug I could find?
Nope. I took a long nice shower, put on my pajamas, and ordered myself some Chinese food to be delivered to the reception. I was fucking exhausted. Not only did I do most of the driving, but during this trip I had figured out that I didn’t really sleep all that well with more than one person around me. In the car, there were way more people, and I was constantly in a hotel room with two other people. Nobody did anything wrong, but their breathing annoyed the shit out of me, I had to hold myself back from punching somebody.
The only times I did get some good sleep was in the car when I got to sit next to Alex in the back. It was strange. Somehow, I could only properly fall asleep if I was leaning against him and had my head on his shoulder. Whenever somebody else was driving, we had created this system that he got the window seat and could fall asleep against the window while I fell asleep on him. Easy as that. Sure, it gave us some annoyed comments from the others, but the joke was on them. I got some sleep, they were just being creepy and watching us.
Oh, and actually I couldn’t really leave my room sneakily because I was still being checked up on.
When I finally got a call from the reception saying my food had been delivered--I was too lazy to wait downstairs myself--I made my way down as quickly as possible. I couldn’t care less about the weird looks I got from the few people I encountered because I was wearing pajamas. Nor did I care that I had ordered way too much food for one person. I was just super hungry and wanted to try so much shit.
So, yes, some fear came over me when I ran into Jack in the hallway where our rooms were situated. He was coming from the direction of my room while I was coming from the direction where his room was. I didn’t want him stealing any of my food, as selfish as that sounded.
“Mickey!” He lit up and jogged up to me, looking around the hall.
“What’s up, Jack?” I asked him, holding my food a little closer and tighter. “Are you lost again?”
“No,” he laughed, checking around us again, “I was looking for you.”
“For me?” I frowned suddenly remembering I was in front of him with my hair still wet, in pajamas, and no makeup on. He didn’t react weirdly to me being in my true form anymore. This was when I knew our friendship was too deep.
“Yeah, well, Alex sent me out cause it’s less suspicious,” he chuckled, still checking our surroundings as if scared he was going to be caught doing something wrong. “So, we’ve been timing how long it takes for my mom to check out rooms. She checks your room first cause it’s closer and then ours. We’ve timed it to be every half hour.”
Yeah, half hour sounded quite frequent, right? Usually, when I did share a room with the moms, they didn’t do it as often. Now, however, they wanted to make sure I wasn’t in my room giving the guys turns to fuck me.
“Okay?” I shook my head, unsure what he wanted and how Alex had anything to do with this.
Jack just nodded and jumped when some stranger came out of their room. He waited for them to pass before continuing, “so, after she comes to check next time, Alex will sneak over to your room.”
“And why would he be doing that?” I stupidly asked, looking at all my food. All I wanted to do was get a food coma in front of the TV.
“Oh, I don’t know,” he scoffed and made wild unnecessary gestures, “maybe because you guys can finally be alone in a room together. I’d jump at the opportunity to have sex as well!”
“Oh, okay.” I shrugged and started to push slowly to my room. “Well, I’m going to be in my room all night, you guys do whatever you need to for your master plan.”
“Awesome! Okay, cool!” He gave me a thumbs up and jumped excitedly before rushing off to his own room again.
I just rolled my eyes and let myself into my room. They were making this too dramatic. Honestly, I didn’t even care if Alex managed to come over here according to their timed schedule. We were only going to be on tour for just a week longer, it really wasn’t that necessary to sneak off. I was happy enough eating my noodles.
However, after Mrs. Barakat had come in to see how I was doing and I was just slurping on said noodles, somebody else knocked on the door. Putting down my food on the cabinet underneath the TV, I stood up and walked over to the door, opening it just to find Alex. Strangely enough, he was also in pajamas and it confused the shit out of me.
“Jack said you were wearing your PJs so I decided to wear mine too,” he innocently explained, having seen me throw him a confused glance.
“Yeah, but,” I let him in, closing the door behind him, “don’t you sleep in boxers?”
“I do, but I can hardly just walk around practically naked in a hotel!” he defended, taking a look at the shitty TV show I had on.
“If you say so.” I shrugged and used my chopsticks to get some more noodles from the box. “Want some?”
“Well, umm, we only have twenty-five minutes…” he mumbled, wringing his hands together.
“Oh,” I exhaled yet again, putting the food away and knowing it would only get cold, “you want to have sex, don’t you?”
“Not if you don’t want to,” he frowned, dropping his hands to his sides.
I really did want to. If the situation presented itself, I wasn’t just going to say no. Especially with Alex. We were not even close to the ‘married couple’ phase. Hell, we only recently started having sex with each other. Blowing him off wasn’t an option, although it was an option for something else, if you know what I mean.
“You’re going to have to let me eat something first, or else all you be hearing is my stomach making whale sounds,” I told him, being fully honest. And as if on cue, my stomach grumbled.
“Okay, but I’m taking you up on your offer of sharing your food,” he compromised. “We’ll just have to wait until they drop past next time.”
And so we shared my overabundance of food. We brought it to the bed, trying our best not to drop anything on the sheets as we ate with chopsticks and watched whatever was on TV. It honestly wasn’t the best program to watch, but I did not feel like figuring out which channel was where. So, we ended up watching the strangest house renovating show there was.
We did expect a polite knock twenty minutes later. However, we got a very loud and urgent one only five minutes later. There was a frantic Jack behind it, yelling at us from the other side to ‘break it off’ and that ‘he was sorry’. Our questions were answered right after when his mom’s voice could be heard telling him to ‘calm down’ and to ‘let her pass’.
“Can’t I just eat my noodles in peace?” I grumbled as I got up to answer the door yet again. Both Jack and his mom were surprised to see me open the door wide and find me and Alex both eating food in our pajamas. “All I want is to eat and go to sleep, but I keep being interrupted!”
“Well, you must imagine my surprise to see Alex gone when I went to ask Jack something. They claimed he was in the bathroom. The door happened to be wide open, so that gave it away immediately,” Jack’s mom told me while looking at Alex with a raised eyebrow.
“Honestly, he’s just here to help me finish my food,” I explained using a little white lie. He wasn’t really here for that, but it was what he was doing now.
“It’s very good.” He grinned before looking at the TV and complaining loudly, “no, they chose to paint the wall yellow! Who the fuck does that!”
“Yellow?” I breathed out loudly, trying to sound just as annoyed as he was, going up to the TV to indeed see a yellow wall in the couple's kitchen.
“Okay, well, I assume you guys aren’t going to get into any trouble?” Mrs. Barakat asked us, giving Jack eyes that said he wasn’t going to get away with it as easily.
“Nope, we’ll be fine,” Alex smiled at her before focusing on the TV show again.
As soon as she had left with Jack, I rushed up to the door and locked it from the inside and deadbolted it so nobody could get in even if they picked the lock. Nobody was going to annoy me again that evening.
“Nice touch saying you were too tired to do anything but eat food and sleep,” Alex commented with a nudge.
“Well, I am exhausted and was really getting annoyed, so I was just telling the truth.” I shrugged, climbing back onto the bed and sitting next to him, doing my best not to make any of the containers fall over. “But it was a nice touch to complain about the yellow wall.”
“That yellow wall is hideous!” Alex shrieked, pointing at the screen in disgust.
I rolled my eyes and rested my head against his shoulder. “Well, at least we gained their trust. Now we just have to break it.”
I proceeded to carefully kiss his neck so I could edge him on until we finished our food.
You can bet your ass I slept amazing that night. All without interruptions! But I did have Alex beside me.
When I was told that I was allowed to go on ‘tour’ with my friends and two parents, I thought it was going to be the best time of my life. The parents were nice enough to drive in a different car, so you’d think we’d get some time alone. But, no. Literally, the only time we got without their supervision was during those car rides. They were there during every single show, they were somewhere in the restaurant if we went out for dinner, and they frequently checked up on us in the hotel. Well, when I got to stay in the hotel room with the guys until I had to go back and share a room with Mrs. Barakat and Mrs. Merrick.
Yeah, that’s right. I shared a room with them. Even if there had been space for me to stay with the guys, I wouldn’t have been allowed to. I wasn’t sure what they really expected us to do if they didn’t check up on us or let me fall asleep there. It wasn’t like I was suddenly going to have an orgy with all of them. But, still. For some reason, it wasn’t allowed. I had to leave their room as soon as the moms decided it was time for us to go to sleep.
At least I didn’t have to share a bed with either of them.
I felt more uncomfortable changing around them than I would have felt changing in front of my friends. Nothing was more awkward than being naked in front of women you didn’t know from a different generation. I already didn’t like being in my underwear around my own mom.
I tried to change in the bathroom every single time.
So, when I found out I was going to get my own room one night, I was so happy. I could take a shower and walk out naked. There would be no need trying to fit into my clothes while I was still partially clammy. I could watch anything I wanted on TV and sprawl out on bed without being concerned that somebody would judge me. I could literally do anything. And anything meant a lot for me.
I even had the freedom to sneak out of my room and go explore the city we were in. We passed through some places where I had lived before, but I couldn’t show anybody around for many reasons. One, we didn’t have all too much time. Two, the places I knew about weren’t exactly parent-friendly. And three, we still did have two parents in tow.
So, what did I do with this freedom?
Did I go out and discover the darkest of alleyways? Did I get into a bar and get myself drunk? Did I somehow end up on the stripper pole of a strip club? Did I go out and do any drug I could find?
Nope. I took a long nice shower, put on my pajamas, and ordered myself some Chinese food to be delivered to the reception. I was fucking exhausted. Not only did I do most of the driving, but during this trip I had figured out that I didn’t really sleep all that well with more than one person around me. In the car, there were way more people, and I was constantly in a hotel room with two other people. Nobody did anything wrong, but their breathing annoyed the shit out of me, I had to hold myself back from punching somebody.
The only times I did get some good sleep was in the car when I got to sit next to Alex in the back. It was strange. Somehow, I could only properly fall asleep if I was leaning against him and had my head on his shoulder. Whenever somebody else was driving, we had created this system that he got the window seat and could fall asleep against the window while I fell asleep on him. Easy as that. Sure, it gave us some annoyed comments from the others, but the joke was on them. I got some sleep, they were just being creepy and watching us.
Oh, and actually I couldn’t really leave my room sneakily because I was still being checked up on.
When I finally got a call from the reception saying my food had been delivered--I was too lazy to wait downstairs myself--I made my way down as quickly as possible. I couldn’t care less about the weird looks I got from the few people I encountered because I was wearing pajamas. Nor did I care that I had ordered way too much food for one person. I was just super hungry and wanted to try so much shit.
So, yes, some fear came over me when I ran into Jack in the hallway where our rooms were situated. He was coming from the direction of my room while I was coming from the direction where his room was. I didn’t want him stealing any of my food, as selfish as that sounded.
“Mickey!” He lit up and jogged up to me, looking around the hall.
“What’s up, Jack?” I asked him, holding my food a little closer and tighter. “Are you lost again?”
“No,” he laughed, checking around us again, “I was looking for you.”
“For me?” I frowned suddenly remembering I was in front of him with my hair still wet, in pajamas, and no makeup on. He didn’t react weirdly to me being in my true form anymore. This was when I knew our friendship was too deep.
“Yeah, well, Alex sent me out cause it’s less suspicious,” he chuckled, still checking our surroundings as if scared he was going to be caught doing something wrong. “So, we’ve been timing how long it takes for my mom to check out rooms. She checks your room first cause it’s closer and then ours. We’ve timed it to be every half hour.”
Yeah, half hour sounded quite frequent, right? Usually, when I did share a room with the moms, they didn’t do it as often. Now, however, they wanted to make sure I wasn’t in my room giving the guys turns to fuck me.
“Okay?” I shook my head, unsure what he wanted and how Alex had anything to do with this.
Jack just nodded and jumped when some stranger came out of their room. He waited for them to pass before continuing, “so, after she comes to check next time, Alex will sneak over to your room.”
“And why would he be doing that?” I stupidly asked, looking at all my food. All I wanted to do was get a food coma in front of the TV.
“Oh, I don’t know,” he scoffed and made wild unnecessary gestures, “maybe because you guys can finally be alone in a room together. I’d jump at the opportunity to have sex as well!”
“Oh, okay.” I shrugged and started to push slowly to my room. “Well, I’m going to be in my room all night, you guys do whatever you need to for your master plan.”
“Awesome! Okay, cool!” He gave me a thumbs up and jumped excitedly before rushing off to his own room again.
I just rolled my eyes and let myself into my room. They were making this too dramatic. Honestly, I didn’t even care if Alex managed to come over here according to their timed schedule. We were only going to be on tour for just a week longer, it really wasn’t that necessary to sneak off. I was happy enough eating my noodles.
However, after Mrs. Barakat had come in to see how I was doing and I was just slurping on said noodles, somebody else knocked on the door. Putting down my food on the cabinet underneath the TV, I stood up and walked over to the door, opening it just to find Alex. Strangely enough, he was also in pajamas and it confused the shit out of me.
“Jack said you were wearing your PJs so I decided to wear mine too,” he innocently explained, having seen me throw him a confused glance.
“Yeah, but,” I let him in, closing the door behind him, “don’t you sleep in boxers?”
“I do, but I can hardly just walk around practically naked in a hotel!” he defended, taking a look at the shitty TV show I had on.
“If you say so.” I shrugged and used my chopsticks to get some more noodles from the box. “Want some?”
“Well, umm, we only have twenty-five minutes…” he mumbled, wringing his hands together.
“Oh,” I exhaled yet again, putting the food away and knowing it would only get cold, “you want to have sex, don’t you?”
“Not if you don’t want to,” he frowned, dropping his hands to his sides.
I really did want to. If the situation presented itself, I wasn’t just going to say no. Especially with Alex. We were not even close to the ‘married couple’ phase. Hell, we only recently started having sex with each other. Blowing him off wasn’t an option, although it was an option for something else, if you know what I mean.
“You’re going to have to let me eat something first, or else all you be hearing is my stomach making whale sounds,” I told him, being fully honest. And as if on cue, my stomach grumbled.
“Okay, but I’m taking you up on your offer of sharing your food,” he compromised. “We’ll just have to wait until they drop past next time.”
And so we shared my overabundance of food. We brought it to the bed, trying our best not to drop anything on the sheets as we ate with chopsticks and watched whatever was on TV. It honestly wasn’t the best program to watch, but I did not feel like figuring out which channel was where. So, we ended up watching the strangest house renovating show there was.
We did expect a polite knock twenty minutes later. However, we got a very loud and urgent one only five minutes later. There was a frantic Jack behind it, yelling at us from the other side to ‘break it off’ and that ‘he was sorry’. Our questions were answered right after when his mom’s voice could be heard telling him to ‘calm down’ and to ‘let her pass’.
“Can’t I just eat my noodles in peace?” I grumbled as I got up to answer the door yet again. Both Jack and his mom were surprised to see me open the door wide and find me and Alex both eating food in our pajamas. “All I want is to eat and go to sleep, but I keep being interrupted!”
“Well, you must imagine my surprise to see Alex gone when I went to ask Jack something. They claimed he was in the bathroom. The door happened to be wide open, so that gave it away immediately,” Jack’s mom told me while looking at Alex with a raised eyebrow.
“Honestly, he’s just here to help me finish my food,” I explained using a little white lie. He wasn’t really here for that, but it was what he was doing now.
“It’s very good.” He grinned before looking at the TV and complaining loudly, “no, they chose to paint the wall yellow! Who the fuck does that!”
“Yellow?” I breathed out loudly, trying to sound just as annoyed as he was, going up to the TV to indeed see a yellow wall in the couple's kitchen.
“Okay, well, I assume you guys aren’t going to get into any trouble?” Mrs. Barakat asked us, giving Jack eyes that said he wasn’t going to get away with it as easily.
“Nope, we’ll be fine,” Alex smiled at her before focusing on the TV show again.
As soon as she had left with Jack, I rushed up to the door and locked it from the inside and deadbolted it so nobody could get in even if they picked the lock. Nobody was going to annoy me again that evening.
“Nice touch saying you were too tired to do anything but eat food and sleep,” Alex commented with a nudge.
“Well, I am exhausted and was really getting annoyed, so I was just telling the truth.” I shrugged, climbing back onto the bed and sitting next to him, doing my best not to make any of the containers fall over. “But it was a nice touch to complain about the yellow wall.”
“That yellow wall is hideous!” Alex shrieked, pointing at the screen in disgust.
I rolled my eyes and rested my head against his shoulder. “Well, at least we gained their trust. Now we just have to break it.”
I proceeded to carefully kiss his neck so I could edge him on until we finished our food.
You can bet your ass I slept amazing that night. All without interruptions! But I did have Alex beside me.
Notes
Another mellow chapter! This can't go on forever, though, can it? Something must happen soon, right? Or am I tricking you all?
Now, time for some self-promo. I wrote another one-shot. I'm thinking of turning it into a two part story, but only if people want it. You guys know how I love my open endings, so I have given the opportunity for others to tell me I need to get my shit together. Here it is:
http://www.alltimelowfanfiction.com/Story/90666/Here-I-Am-There-You-Are/
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A little cliffhanger here and there never hurt anybody....
Also, update. The epilogue is at 6679 words. Motivation and inspiration are low so it's taking me so long to even start writing. I know what needs to happen, I want to write it, but words aren't working.
7/16/20