Devoted To You

Chapter 3: Fallon

When Alex and Les told me about the party tonight I was all for it. Classes are starting tomorrow so getting trashed is not on the list for tonight but that doesn't mean I can't have a good time.

The girls and I had taken our pre game shots before calling an uber to bring us. Once we had gotten there, we used the buddy system, not leaving each other's side because you never know what can happen. The three of us spent the entire time on the dance floor laughing and drinking, shooing off the grabby hands that came our way. Tonight was for the girls.

Pitbull's 'International Love' blasts through the speakers as we sway our hips together. I go to take a sip of my vodka cranberry and frown when nothing comes out. Realizing my cup is empty, I tell the girls I'm going for a refill. They protest at first, not wanting me to go alone but I reassure them that it'll only take a second since I don't want to stop them when they're having such a fun time.

After filling a cup with about 60% vodka and 40% cranberry, I turn around to find the hot as fuck asshole from the arena unashamedly checking me out. A smirk touches my lips as his eyes meet mine. He struts towards me looking hella fine in his grey sweatpants and black t-shirt.

Telling him that I'm the wild type was a little bold, even for me. I don't even know where that came from. He also seemed surprised by my words seeing as though he had the face of shock. But then again, he doesn't know me well enough to know if I'm the 'say whatever is on my mind and don't give a shit what others think' type.

An unfamiliar feeling came over me when he stepped closer to me, making my breasts push against his chest. And when he whispered in my ear with that smexy voice of his, I hated myself for the reaction I had.

It's like I'd been in some kind of trance because one second were talking and the next our lips are skimming over each other. The sound of a guy yelling someone's name makes me jump back from him.

Saved by the drunk dude.

When the guy comes in our direction only to lean himself on 'Hot Asshole', I realize that he was calling for him.

Maxton.

Of course he has a hot name. *insert eye roll*

As Maxton levels a glare on his drunk friend, I use the opportunity to get back to the girls.

Once I reach them, I find them half grinding on each other while many male suitors watch from afar. The second they see me, their faces morph into matching concerned ones.

"Hey babe, you okay? You look all flustered." Lesley says as she searches my face for signs of something.

"If something happened, tell me now so I can turn my fight mode on." Alex says as she looks around for any signs of threats.

A small smile spreads across my face as I take in my best friends. How did I get so lucky?

"I'll tell you guys tomorrow. You ready to go?"

They both nod before we head home to crash.

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The annoying sound of my alarm wakes me up from my slumber. I groan and flip over my body so my head is smooshed into my pillow. My god I'm so tired. My body starts to drift back asleep when all of a sudden my door flies open. Before I know it, my sheets are being ripped off my body, a cold breeze making me shiver from the contact with my bare legs.

"Wake up Fall. We can't be late for first day of classes and you still gotta explain to us what happened yesterday." Les's voice rings through my ears, making me wish I had friends who weren't morning people. "Alex is in the kitchen making breakfast so hurry your ass okay? We gotta stop by a coffee shop before class or else you won't be able to function." With that she turns and exits the room leaving me to drag myself out of bed and into the shower.