❝Kid, don't do that!❞ It was as if I could almost feel him smile-Hear it in his voice, let the warmth of it deluge my heart.
❝Why not?❞
❝It tickles, Allan.❞ I looked into his eyes as he chuckled. Just then i noticed a strange spark of uncertainty a...
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Something happened. Something definitely happened last night.
I had no clue what happened after my second bottle. I got high on beer. I am actually the lightest drinker I know.
I have a headache. A massive headache. The lights were too bright, people were all of a sudden too loud and.... FUCK! I am having a hangover. definitely.
"Lemons will help." I saw him walking around the room wearing my yellow sweater. It looked good on him.
"Did Ashton.....give back my charger?" I asked, voice cranky.
"Bruh! That's the least of your concerns right now." I am sure Jace woke up way before than I did. He slid the curtains open. Low sunlight hit bright on my face.
"SHUT THE CURTAINS WHAT THE FUCKKKK!" I groaned in anger and frustration and pain.
"Nope. Your phone's already charged. I charged it with my charger."
"Get my charger from that bastard." I ordered. "Get me my phone please!" and then I requested.
I unlocked my phone. My notifications were flooding. I tapped on Instagram. I was tagged in a lot of posts. Just as when i was tapping on one of them, someone texted me. I opened the DM sections and they were flooded with people gushing about something.
"WHAT. THE. FUCK. DID. I DO?" I cried out nervously. Jace didn't respond.
I opened the top text and saw a post was shared. I tapped on the post feeling nervous as hell. My stomach groaned and my head was aching even more now. I could feel my pulse rushing.
The video started playing. At first I was just drinking beer. (more like chugging it) This was fine. I was just drinking. How bad could that get?
Suddenly I was looking at Ashley. She was standing in front of me in the video as Jace stood behind me. WAIT!
NO!!!!!!!!!!
NO! NONONONONONNONONONONONNONONO!!!!!!!!!
I THREW BEER AT ASHLEY!!
"OH MY GOD!" I cried out even more louder when I saw that I threw the beer bottle on the ground. I ACTUALLY THREW THAT SHIT. AND IT BROKE.
Jace laughed at the side of my eye. HOW WAS HE LAUGHING AT THIS?!?
"This is not funny. JACE!" He laughed even harder then.
"You know everyone's secretly blessing you for doing that?" He kept giggling. "People are comparing this to the video of Ashley throwing juice at Cole's face. And just gonna say this—This one's funnier." He burst into laughter all over again.
He walked towards me and snatched the phone from my hand. And then jumped on the bed as he sat in front of me. "You don't have to look at these Allan!"
"But—" I trued fishing for my phone.
"No buts!" He was ordering. "We gotta get breakfast get your ass outa bed right now!"
"NO. I CAN'T GO AFTER WHAT I DID LAST NIGHT. NO. NO WAY!" I made myself clear with the unbearable amount of nos.
"I know you are kinda proud of what you did last night even though you were drunk and so we are going." He threw his blue hoodie on my face. I was indeed proud. She kinda deserved that. I guess.
"Alright, that's true but what about the teachers?!" I wish I was still asleep.
"Whatever is gonna happen is gonna happen with you and everyone else because you weren't the only one drinking."
"But I was the only one drinking in the video Jace!" I tried making an excuse only to realise that it was much bigger of a deal.
The doorbell rang just as Jace opened his mouth to say something.
"NO." I ordered but also whispered. "THAT DOOR IS NOT TO BE OPENED!"
Jace gave me a look. The seriously-Allan? look and walked towards the door. My nerves were blasting with pain and the room was too bright and now my anxiety was shooting up like hell. I CAN'T FACE PEOPLE AFTER THE BLUNDER I DID LAST NIGHT. So I hid my face under the covers hoping to disappear from the face of earth by doing so.
"Where is he?" It was Nishi. Obviously. I am damn sure she was happy with what I did last night. I could clearly imagine her jumping up and down the way she did when she was telling me about kissing Cole.
"Get up!" She sounded bossy. Very bossy. "Get the fuck up of you're gonna regret it."
"REGRET. WHAT? I REGRET ENOUGH ALREADY." I groaned from under the blanket.
"Great." She said. Now they were pulling the blanket. "Cole! What are you standing and laughing at? HELP!" She was in mood.
After almost five minutes of a tug-of-war with the blanket, I had to give up. I had to agree to go outside the room.
Everyone around me was staring and whispering right after staring. But that wasn't the worst part. And then..... she was standing there—looking at me.
She wanted me dead. I could see that in Ashley's eyes.
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We've crossed 1.1k for this book. It's getting noticed andI really am happy about this.
Also I started reading Game Of Thrones even though I've watched the entire show almost thrice by now.
