And They Were Roommates [COMPLETED]

Misunderstanding

You spent the next couple of hours dancing and drinking with your friends. You were pretty drunk by the end of it. Drunk enough that when you bumped into someone while you were dancing, and someone bumped into you, you stumbled into your friends. Luckily, they were as drunk as you, so you all just erupted in a loud cackle.

"Sorry! So sorry!" You squealed, turning to the person, and coming face to face with a tall, blonde, beautiful man. "Oh wow." You said, your eyes widening.

"Aren't you pretty?!" Amber pushed you aside to step in front of the guy. "I would love to take you home." She said, putting on her most charming smile and holding her hand out. The guy looked taken aback, for a split second, then he took her hand and shook it.

"Uhh, thank you. And you are?" He asked, his face still looking a little scared. You and the girls tried to hide your giggles behind them.

"Name's Amber. Why don't we get me a drink?" She smiled up at him, grabbing the front of his shirt and pulling him away to the bar.

"She is actually ridiculous!" Shay laughed as you all watched the scene unfolding.

"Don't understand how she can just drag them." You chuckled, reaching over to the table next to you to grab your drink.

"No, you just live with them until you fall on their dick." Naeve teased. You gasped dramatically and Shay almost wet herself laughing, holding onto the chair as she struggled to breathe.

"You're the worst!" You pushed her, making her stumble, but then she just wiggled her head and pushed you back.

"Bring it biiiiiiitcchhhhhhhh!" She sang, holding her fists up as if you were about to fight.

"Look, one hit, you'd be goooone asshole." You retorted, grabbing her drink and passing it over to her. She took a drink, and then you felt a presence behind you.

You turned to see Bucky. You scoffed.

"Can you stop creeping up on me?" You snapped at him, making him raise an eyebrow. He didn't look as shocked as last time, but he was still confused.

"I came over to say that I think your friend has stolen my friend." He said, his arms folding over his chest, and nodding his head to the bar. You span on the spot to see Amber frantically making out with the blonde man from earlier.

"Wow. Well good for your friend." You said bluntly, going to turn back to your friend before Bucky had grabbed your shoulder and turned you back to face him. "Hey!"

"Care to explain why you're so pissed off?"

"If you don't know now, I don't see why I should."

"That...that doesn't make any sense."

"Makes the best sense. Now excuuuuse me I need more of the alcohol." You tried to move past him, but his hand was still on your shoulder, and he held you in place. "Get off!"

"You don't need anymore." He said, before looking around briefly. "Let's go home."

"As if!" You squealed. backing into the safety of your girls, who immediately wrapped arms around you.

"You're drunk, and upset, at something I've done. I want to fix it." Then he looked at Shay and Naeve. "Do you mind?" He asked. You shook your head anyway, adamant that the girls wouldn't let you go.

But then they did. Their arms loosened from your shoulders and your waist. You looked between them, your mouth open in shock, and betrayal, as they just shrugged and started skulking away.

"Fucking traitors!" You yelled after them, gaining the attention of a few nearby pub goers, but the girls just scurried away. Bucky stepped forward, making you frown at him like a child.