Chapter Text
Matt POV
I groan as I wake up, sunlight filtering into the room, casting the whole room in an orange tint. I reach over to the nightstand to find my phone. As i reach I realise that the whole nightstand isnt there.
What?
I open my eyes some more. This isnt my room, and this isnt nicks room, or chris’s. This is a strangers room.
“What the fuck” I whisper to myself.
Suddenly i hear a groan to my right, another person is in the bed. My stomach turns as I look under the covers. Im naked. I look over to the girl laying next to me, who is seemingly the same as me.
“Oh my fucking god”
“dude can you shut up, its like 7 and im wickedly hungover” I hear her say.
“Who are you?” I ask.
“You dont even remember my name?”
“I dont remember anything.”
“it’ll start to come back to you, you said last night was the first time you ever drank.”
“I drank!?” I yell incredulously.
“yeah, you dont have a headache?”
“i thought i was just tired.”
“go back to sleep, or leave, I dont care.” She says, relaxing into the pillow.
“i-I’m gonna go”
“Okay, your clothes are probably on the floor.”
“thanks” I get out of bed and start putting my clothes on when i suddenly get the feeling I was going to hurl. I run to the bathroom, throwing up.
I hear the woman groan and put her clothes on, then join me in the bathroom.
“you okay?” She asks
“yeah, i think” I lean against the seat.
“you’ll be fine Matt.”
“how do you remember my name?”
“you told it to me a bunch.”
“and you are?”
“Y/N”
“cool, um I’m gonna head out.”
“okay” she says “you can grab a water bottle from the fridge.”
“Thanks”
I hear he place something on the counter “heres your phone”
“thanks”
I head out of the house, grabbing a water bottle, praying my car was on the block, the thought of walking anymore than i had to was making me feel ill. Thankfully my car was only a few houses down, parked half on the sidewalk. Oh my god, I drove drunk last night. I get in the car and lay my head on the wheel. I knew the party was a bad idea.
~flashback~
Chris and Nick headed down to Florida for brand conferences and meetings. I decided to stay put, because we were trying to be more comfortable spending time apart. Well it was nice for a good 20 minutes, before the silence and lack of bickering got to me. I decided to go and grab some take out, eating it in my car, which felt wrong without my brothers. I knew i was going crazy when the thought of going to a party seemed like a great idea. I knew Tara was having one tonight and quickly messaged her about it, after about an hour of me convincing her this wasnt a prank she told me the details. Now was the perfect time to face my fears. I put on a nicer outfit and headed to the party.
~present~
I’m snapped out of my thoughts when I see Nicks contact show up on the vans screen. I accept the call.
“Matthew Bernard Sturniolo what the fuck, I thought you were kidnapped” Nicks voice as soon as the call starts.
“What are you talking about?” I am so not in the mood for a nick lecture.
“You posted a picture on your story saying you were at a party and you posted a video of you and a random girl doing shots.”
“Y/N” I mumble
“who?” Nick asks
“Nothing”
“well you had me and chris worried sick, okay? Why would you do that.”
“i was bored”
“you broke your sobriety for the world to see cause you were bored?”
“i was trying to be my own person.”
I hear nick sigh, “we will talk when we get home, just be safe.”
“I will, i promise.”
“okay, I’ll leave you alone and let you go, love you.”
“i love you too nick”
nick hangs up and i sit in silence. I sigh and start driving home.