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Hi people this is my first sickfic… hope u guys like it

PARTY NIGHT

Charles was drunk. He knew that , just how much he did not realise.

They were in a club in Monaco. Carlos and Pierre were on either side of him at the bar.

Max and Lando were at DJ station , Lando once again showing off his Dj skills.

All of them were tipsy… they came here to get drunk after all

Except Carlos that is….

It was Carlos and Pierre’s last day in Monaco . They were going back home tomorrow.

4 shots of tequila, Charles was already feeling buzzed.

Charles and Lando were pretty much light weights. Pierre was next. Max and Carlos were good at holding their liquor, not that Carlos drank much anyway.

Once Max and Lando were done the five of them headed upstairs to the private VIP section .Charles was already swaying as he went up the stairs but dint bother much.

Charles sat down with max and Carlos on either side of him , Lando was beside max and Pierre beside Carlos in adjacent sofas.

The waiter put rounds of shots on the table and they were gone as quickly as they came.

Max poured out a glass for him and Lando. Charles told him to pour out one for him as well . He was met with four surprised looks.

‘ you sure? ‘ asked Max?

“Yes”

Ok then

Charles downed a lot of drinks in quick succession including some vodka shots

“Slow down mate , what’s gotten into you today” Carlos said prying the glass from hands

“Heyyy”

The night soon passed in a hazy blur

Diagonal to him Lando was also pretty drunk. “Have to go to the bathroom “ he said and stood up a started walking downstairs, suddenly all the blood began rushing to his head , the world began spinning, he stopped ,grabbing the wall to steady himself . Once he was sure he was not going to fall over he made his way to the bathroom. After finishing his business when as he started walking upstairs, a waiter handed him a beer, he started drinking it as he made his way to their table, almost finished it by the time he reached his friends which was very quick for him.

“You okay” Carlos asked

“Yep”

Lando had almost completely fallen asleep. Carlos and Max had stopped letting him drink anything about 20 mins back.

Max, Pierre and Carlos were talking about something, Charles couldn’t concentrate long enough to understand what it was about .

He reached forward and took another shot of vodka and downed it before anyone could stop him. When he bent forward to place the glass down ,suddenly the world started spinning, the glass fell from his hands and he began swaying. He probably would have fallen if Max and Carlos hadn’t caught him and pulled him back. Pierre took the glass and put it back on the table. Max had his arms around his shoulders holding him upright.

Pierre got up “ I’m gonna go find some water to sober you up” he said and left.

Max gently laid him back but dint remove his hands.

Pierre returned with two water bottles, he handed one to Carlos .

Carlos unscrewed the cap a put it near Charles mouth coaxing him to drink some

“ Come on Charles you need need to sober up a bit” said Max

“I’m fine matee“ Charles slurred out

He drank some water though most of it dribbled down his chin. Pierre wiped his face with a tissue

Charles leaned towards Max, “ hey buddy, don’t fall asleep yet , we gotta get home “ Max said, a grunt was the only reply he got

Sometime later Charles became a little more responsive, he drank some water.

“ We should head back soon, Carlos said” looking around

They were almost the only people left in the club, it was past closing time already. As he became more aware of his surroundings Charles also he began to realise the churning in him stomach, he realised what was about to happen too late, he was about to bolt for for the bathroom but before he could do that he threw up all over Max’s lap and himself.

Max startled let out a sudden yelp, but as Charles was not done yet he decided not to move as Charles threw up twice more in quick succession.

Carlos kept rubbing his back in circles

Once Charles stopped, he began to fall forward . Max, Carlos and Pierre were all quick to catch him before he face dived into his own vomit and pulled him back .

Charles started apologising profusely almost crying

Max had to reassure him that it was okay..

after he was sure that Charles was a bit better he went to the bathroom to clean himself

After Max left , Carlos tried to clean Charles shirt as much as possible and Pierre kept trying to get him to drink water.

Lando meanwhile was blissfully unaware, for which they were thankful. Handling two drunk sick friends would be very difficult especially Lando who generally has a very low tolerance to alcohol and yet gets hammered, leaving Max and Carlos to deal with the aftermath.

Once max returned he woke up Lando , Carlos hoped he wouldn’t get sick now.

Charles suddenly moaned, Pierre and Carlos immediately pushed him forward, put his head between his knees and Charles stated vomiting voilently onto the floor.

Carlos couldn’t do anything but just rub his friends back

The rest of them exchanged worried glances, they had never seen Charles this sick.

After a while, charles leaned back panting . “ ugh, I feel like hell “ he said to no one in particular.

“Yeah thats what happens when you down half the bar “ Pierre said.

“You ready to move “ Max asked gently..

Charles nodded , and asked him to call a cab.

Max shook his head and said that he was coming back to his apartment. “You’re too sick to be alone right now” he said

Max went to clear the bill and Carlos got Lando into a standing position without him tipping over. Pierre did the same with Charles . Lando to Carlos’s much surprise dint require much help .

“ You feeling alright ? “ Carlos asked him

He just nodded his head, Carlos fixed him with a stare that said don’t lie

“Felling a bit nauseous, but don’t feel like I am gonna throw up “ he added seeing Carlos’s alarmed expression

Charles on the other hand could barely stand and it was a ten minute walk to Max’s apartment.

Slowly the five of them moved toward the exit

Max gave a hefty tip to the cleaner aware of the the mess they had caused

The started walking on the sidewalk towards max’s house, Charles between Max and Pierre one arm around each and Lando behind them with Carlos who was keeping his hand on Lando’s back though he seemed alright

Charles was starting to feel his stomach churn again as he was dangling between Max and Pierre. He knew he was basically a dead weight and they were doing all the work. He could barely keep his eyes open as they stumbled down the sidewalk. He knew he shouldn’t have had all those drinks, but he was feeling reckless tonight. Suddenly he lurched forward and vomited all over the pavement. He was feeling very weak and shaky. He was feeling very dizzy all of a sudden, felt like was going to pass out any second. “Dizzy” was all he could get out , and wasn’t even sure if anyone heard him

It was taking all of Max and Pierre strength to make sure that Charles did not fall they pulled him back, took him to a side and sat him down leaning on a wall. His face was covered with a sheen of sweat.

At this point the rest of them we’re starting to feel really worried.

“ What the hell is wrong with him today” max asked, though mostly to himself

Charles was breathing heavily with his eyes closed

He slowly opened his eyes to be met with three worried faces kneeling in front of him. Lando was standing at a distance.

He felt very bad , as he realised Lando himself must not be feeling very well.

He was sober by now but all the alcohol he put in his system dint want to be kind to him

Max could see that Charles had sobered up , for which he was thankful

“ how you feeling” Carlos asked

“Not good”

“Do you think you’re going to puke again” Pierre said

I don’t know

“ let’s just give him sometime , ok” max said to Pierre

Charles was beginning to feel nauseous again. He felt like he was going to puke any time now. He was sick of all the puking and desperately wanted to stop but he couldn’t. The taste of vomit at the back of his throat was not helping either and was making him feel sicker.

The rest of them could only watch as Charles began to gag but was holding it back in as he not drunk any more. Suddenly he started to panic.

“Shit” max swore

“Hey, hey, calm down… you’re alright, its ok … “ Pierre said trying to relax him

Charles was beginning to gag again, he put his fist to his mouth desperately trying to not puke. He had tears rolling down his cheeks now

Carlos removed his fist and coaxed him to let it out

Max and Pierre leaned him to a side

Charles started puking. He felt so weak and ashamed. He felt so numb

Once he was done he leaned back, Carlos still rubbing his back all the the while looking at Lando worriedly, for he knew Lando was a sympathetic puker

Charles was staring to feel a lot better, “I feel better “ he said to his friends

This relieved Max very much

The smell was making Lando nauseous, he has never been able to stand the smell of vomit on top of that he himself was drunk. He was beginning to feel sick himself . He could see the worried glances Carlos and Max were giving him. As much as he was worried for Charles he had to look away. He closed his eyes and tried not to puke. He hoped Charles would be done vomiting soon because he was feeling really sick himself. He walked a little distance hoping that being away from the smell would making him feel better but the damage was already done.

Lando couldn’t take it anymore, he ran to a side and started vomiting. He felt to sick that he just wanted to get away from all of it. He felt like he was going to puke up his entire stomach. He closed his eyes, held his breath and tried not to vomit more than he already had.

Carlos and Max swore as they ran toward their friend. They could see his legs trembling and shoulders shaking because of the sheer force he was exerting on himself. Between his gag choked breathes he manages out a “I’m ok”

“Yeah, right” Max scoffs.

Carlos knew that this was not gonna stop anytime soon as he was pretty drunk

“He needs to get back home” he said

Yeah, Max looked back to see that Charles was standing and pretty much looking alright

“ Let’s go back home alright” max said to Lando

The five of them began making their way back to Max’s apartment, Lando was looking very pale though.

As soon as they made it into Max’s apartment, Lando bolted to the bathroom, Carlos on his heels.

Max gestured Pierre to take Charles to the spare bedroom before going to check on Lando.

Lando was leaning over the toilet retching violently, Carlos behind him.

Max kneeled down next to him, trying to get a good look at his face, it was becoming reddish

Max put his hand on Lando forehead getting the curls out his eyes.

Once he had stopped, max got him a glass of water.

“Wanna sleep” he slurred out

Carlos and Max helped him up and took him to max bedroom and payed him down, and he was asleep within seconds.

They tucked him in, and then went to check on Charles, who was also asleep

Pierre was also a second away from falling asleep, “how’s Lando” he asked.

“He’s fine” max replied. “Go to sleep”

And he immediately fell asleep

Carlos chucked, he changed and went and slept beside Lando while max slept in the rooms couch

It had been a long night

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