<<Evan POV>>

I sighed as I joined Marcel's party invite and of course it was filled with the guys.

"Hey Evan!" Craig said cheerfully.

"Hi." I greeted back.

"Hey Evan, guess what?" Brock said, a smile obviously heard in his voice.

"You're getting married." I sighed. I saw his Twitter post.

"Yeah, you ok?" Now I could hear he was drowning I shook my head and waved my hand away.

"I'm fine, just didn't get any sleep." I said Tyler groaned.

"It just doesn't make sense, how could Sydney dump you for someone else? It's rude."

"Cause she found love, Tyler. Now she's engaged and I'm the only single one out of us." I looked down, it's been this way for a while. My phone buzzed on its charger and I rolled over to it in my swirly chair.

'Its_kricken mentioned you in a photo.' A notification from Twitter. I opened it and it showed Sydney and her new husband wearing their rings.

'Found that one special man that was better than, @Vanoss_Gaming.' I growled and replied back.

'Like I give a fuck about you anyway. @its_kricken .' I sent it and it instantly said it was under view.

"Evan!" Craig scolded. "How could you say that!?"

"Why!? Because she's rubbing it in my fucking face that she's getting married and I'm still single, that's why!" I yelled. I took a couple breaths and closed my eyes, becoming calm. "Guys, I need a few minutes. I'll talk to you all later." I logged off and once again my phone buzzed. I rolled over and looked at it.

'@Vanoss_Gaming you'll never find anyone like me >:)' I laughed at her stupidity and replied back.

'That's kinda the point, shithead. @its_kricken.' No reply after that, I smiled a little knowing the comeback was to much for her to handle but that was ok. I got up from my chair and headed down stairs to grab something to eat. I searched my cabinets for something small like chips or a couple muffins.

"Ah, here we are." I grabbed a bag of Doritos and headed back up stairs. I plopped back on my bed and pulled up my phone, scrolling through YouTube finding something funny or calming to watch. My phone sent a notification again of Twitter and I was hoping to god it wasn't Sydney again. Turns out, it was Brock and picture of him and his fiancé. They tagged me..?

'@Vanoss_Gaming @BasicallyIDoWrk @TTerroriser @Mini_Ladd @I_AM_WILDCAT @Daithi_De_Nogla @LuiCalibre Having my wedding in Las Vegas! Hope to see you all there!' I smiled at Brock's comment. I instantly replied back.

'@Not_Moo_Snuckel Hell Yes! I'm going! I am so excited to go!' I smiled and shot my phone down. I tuck myself under the covers and close my eyes, falling asleep, with a smile.

~*Morning*~

A red glow illuminated the room and the sound of an annoying alarm went off, I reached my hand over to the night stand and shut the damn thing off. I sat up and squinted my eyes a bit at the light coming through the window. I looked at my phone.

1 message from Brock

I opened my messages and saw Brock's text.

Hey Ev, I booked you a ticket since I knew you're a bit down. Your flight leaves on Wensday so I'd start packing :).

I smiled at the text. Brock always did the friendliest of things for us and he refuses to gain anything back from it,  he's just that kind of guy. I got out of bed and went to my bathroom, so I can do my business and freshen up. Once I was done I hopped in the shower and watched a weeks worth of sweat and grease was down the drain. I started washing my hair and running my fingers through it, closing my eyes and humming to it sense it felt better. I shut off the shower and dried off, getting dressed in to my old Liquor Hole design T-shirt and black pants, with red sneakers. I form my hair up to a Mohawk and his, approving my attire. I walk back to my room and open my closet.

"He didn't say a time or how many days.." I whispered. I got my phone out and texted him back.

'Thanks, btw what's the time and how many days??'

I start looking at T-shirts and pants when my phone buzzed.

10:30 am and you'll be staying for about 3 weeks in a half.

I picked out clothes and put them in my suitcase and some in my duffel bag. I also packed a sweatshirt, headphones, Chargers, and some downloaded movies on my IPad. Once that was done, I had to get a baggie of the things I need which I needed to walk back in the bathroom. I brushed my teeth real fast and put that in the baggie.

"Ok, deodorant, toothbrush, comb, toothpaste, shaving cream, tiny shampoo and conditioner bottles, and mouthwash." I put them in a baggie and placed it in the duffel bag. My phone started to ring from a call from Tyler.

E- Hello?

T- Hey fucker!

E- Hey Ty, what up?

T- The sky, anyway can you get on? The guys and I wanna play with you.

E- Fuck yeah, what're we playing?

T- GTA 5

E- Be on in a jiffy.

I hung up, I'm glad my mood is finally improving since this Vegas thing. I've never been there, hopefully it's to my liking considering they don't get as much cold weather as Canada does. I log on and again get invited to Marcel's party.

"Hey again Evan." He greeted.

"You guys ready to destroy shit?"

"Fuck yeah!" Tyler was the first to invite us to his game, damn it feels good to play with them again. We were in the game, I was in my apartment when Tyler was buzzing the bell.

"What the hell do you want Wildcat?!" I laughed and he faked hiccuped.

"Let me in! I want in motherfucker!" He laughed. I chuckled and shook my head

"You're drunk wildcat, go home."

"Has anyone seen my fo fo?!" Tyler stopped buzzing the door and I sighed in relief.

"Do you love her Tyler? More than Kelley?"

"No!!!"

"What about you Vanoss? Which stripper do you like?" Lui asked me.

"None."

"What? Why?"

"Cause love doesn't exist for me."