❝𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐬❞ ━ 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐍𝐄

8 | ❝𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐈𝐗 𝐇𝐄𝐑!❞

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓
❝You fix her!❞

Angelica couldn't help the giggles falling from her lips as she leaned against a laughing Talia, her cocktail spilling on the floor, "Shit!" She cackled, the two girls falling into another fit of laughter.

LA seemed crazy to Angelica, the night sky black, lit by vibrant lights and TV screens, the American accents sounded funny to her ears and the more drunk she got the more she attempted to impersonate them.

It didn't take Ethan and Harry long to convince Angelica that sambuca shots were the best way forward, she downed them instantly, squinting from the alcohol running down her chin, "I hate you guys" Angelica laughed, as the two men disappeared back to the bar.

Angelica posed for the photos, her arm draped over Mia's shoulder, the flash of light made her jump but still she grinned for the camera, "I wasn't asleep"

Mia's words made Angelica shiver, her arm falling from her shoulders, "Pardon?" Angelica smiled, pulling a curl behind her ear.

"Whatever you and Will did on the flight, I don't wanna know but try your best to remember that you left him" Mia turned her head away from the brunette, leaving the bar and making her way into the arms of Will, all whilst Angelica stared.

Angelica turned her attention to Harry as he returned to her side with a pint for himself and a cocktail for her, she took it with a smile, "Think everyone's heading to Lux' and Freezy's apartment after this" Harry shouted over the loud music.

"Oh yeah?" Angelica replied, taking a sip of the fruity cocktail.

"Apparently Logan's lot are coming down here, trying to start shit with JJ" Harry shook his head, reaching out to pull Angelica closer to him, out of the way of someone passing by.

"Kinda tempted to stay then, would love to finally have the chance to hit Tana" She chuckled, her hand resting on Harry's upper arm.

Harry rolled his eyes, "Nah, I'm not having to separate a bitch fight" He joked, pulling the brunette closer to him, she laughed as she leaned against Harry.

"You won't have to separate it, just gotta' cheer me on whilst I beat the shit out of her" Angelica smirked, finishing the last of her cocktail.

Angelica placed her glass back on the table, looking up at Harry through a drunken gaze, "You alright, darling?" He teased, his arms looping around her waist.

"If I'm truly honest, Mr WroetoHoe, I think I might be a little bit waved" She chuckled, leaning her head against his chest.

Harry leant down to capture Angelica's lips in his own, the two more to the rhythm of the music playing, Harry's grip on her waist tight whilst Angelica's hands dived through his hair, "I'll never get tired of kissing you" Harry murmured against her lips.

Angelica giggled, pulling away from the blonde, staring up at him with flushed cheeks, "Never? That's a strong word, sweetheart" She laughed, pressing another peck against his lips.

"Strong word, the right word, same difference" Harry grins, leaning down to place a sweet kiss on her forehead.

"Oi! Angel, Boggo!"