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035; what a bitch

nicole🌷
hi corbynnnn

nicole🌷
can you do me a favourrrr

corbyn🔥
i guess so nicoleeee

nicole🌷
greatttt your girlfriend is blackout drunk
at a party can you come pick her up

corbyn🔥
not the favour i was expecting

corbyn🔥
but yes are you with her??

nicole🌷
yeah jack just punched some guy bc they
were trying to convince her to go upstairs

nicole🌷
i think her drink got spiked

corbyn🔥
wtaf ok i'm coming

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third person.

walking into the party that his girlfriend and her best friend were at that night, corbyn made his way around the house while trying to find the couple that was sat with mollie, and in the corner of the living room he had seen them with a bowl beside the girl.

"she threw up," jack shrugged, "so a lot of it is out of her system but she's still a mess."

"did she come here with you guys?"

"yeah," nicole nodded, helping corbyn pick the girl up off of the chair she was sat on, "someone definitely spiked her drink."

"who?"

"we don't know his name we-"

"well what does he look like?" corbyn interrupted jack, glancing around the crowded room they were currently in, "point him out for me."

"he walked off, i punched him." jack laughed, "but she needs to go to bed."

"i'm hot," mollie nodded, throwing her arms around corbyn as he gave her a smile, "and you're hot."

"thank you baby," corbyn said, guiding her through the house and down the driveway towards where he had parked his car, "you could've invited me to come here tonight."

"you didn't," she shook her head, the boy helping her into his car as he let out a small laugh, "but it's fine."

as the boy got into the drivers side of the car and pulled away from the location of the party, he begun the ten minute or so drive to mollie's house, with the girls hands grabbing onto his arm.

"you smell like vomit," corbyn frowned before glancing over at her, the girl rolling her eyes, "it's not my fault you threw up."

"you're irrelevant," she looked away from him, "i'm joking, you're pretty."

"and you're drunk," he said, arriving outside of her house before getting out of the car himself and walking round to her side, soon helping her out of it, "but thank you for the compliments."

"do you know how much i love you?" mollie asked the boy, her arms loosely wrapped around his neck while they slowly made their way up her driveway, "i could listen to you speak all day."

"step up," corbyn told her, keeping ahold of her waist as mollie finished the final few steps leading up to her porch, the boy opening her front door as they both stumbled inside, "try not to push me over."

"you're so pretty," she replied, placing multiple kisses on his neck while he shut the front door, "let's take your shirt off."

"let's not princess," corbyn said, moving her hands off of her shirt before noticing monica stood by the stairs while watching the two of them, "hi monica."

"are you trying to sleep with her while she's drunk?" she folded her arms as corbyn immediately shook his head and furrowed his eyebrows.

"no, no not at all." he replied, "i was just making sure she made it home safe, i didn't want to leave her by herself."

"you're trying to take advantage of her aren't-"

"woahh," corbyn interrupted her, guiding his girlfriend over to the stairs as monica kept a close eye on him, "would you rather your daughter home safely or your daughter blackout drunk at a party?"

"that wasn't what i said," monica replied, watching him take mollie up the stairs as he shook his head and laughed slightly, turning the corner to take her into her bedroom.

walking into mollie's bedroom and placing her down on her bed, the boy turned her lights on before he glanced around her room, grabbing his hoodie and a pair of shorts from off the floor as monica followed shortly behind them.

"you can't stay over," monica told him, receiving no reply from him, "it's too dangerous."

"dangerous?" corbyn raised an eyebrow.

"unprotected sex," she shrugged.

"she's drunk?!" he argued, "i'm not doing anything except making sure she's safe and at home."

"you're about to undress her through," monica looked at him, the boy glancing down at the hoodie and shorts in his hand before bringing his palm to his forehead.

"so she doesn't have to sleep in a dress," corbyn replied, "that's going to be uncomfortable for her."

"make sure she's in bed and then go home." she told the boy, rolling her eyes before walking out of the room while corbyn shook his head and turned back towards his girlfriend.

"what a bitch," corbyn muttered under his breath before rolling his eyes, helping his girlfriend change into more comfier clothes while looking around for a glass of water.

"we should make out," mollie suggested, her words extremely slurred as the boy gave her a smile smile, handing her the glass of water she had sat in her room, "and have kids."

"no," he shook his head with a smile stuck on his face, "you are having some water and then going to sleep."

"one kiss," she looked up at him, a small frown on her face as corbyn let out a small sigh and placed a quick kiss on her forehead.

"go to sleep," corbyn told her, his arms being folded together as he made sure the girl was under her covers, "i love you."

"goodnight," mollie mumbled. corbyn turned off the lights to her room and slowly closed her bedroom door before he headed back down the stairs and over to the front of the house.

"i hope you're-"

"i'm leaving," corbyn interrupted monica, letting out a huff before slightly slamming the front door shut as he made his way back down the drive.

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a/n

1st chapter of the evening

next chapter is lowkey gonna break ur heart... uhm it'll be published in a few hours i'm sorry in advance ☹️