⚠️16+ contains graphic language and sexual content. Mature readers only!⚠️
(Fan-fiction story)
In this story you are the main character! This story is about y/n going to LA for a week with your best friend Sasha to see Sasha's family for thanksgivin...
You and Sasha walk into the party and can't hear anything over the loud music Sasha see's her brother walk in and walks towards him. You weren't paying attention and loose Sasha while looking at the crowd dancing from up top on the balconies.
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You push through people looking for her but can't find her anywhere. You start to get nauseous forgetting you have bad anxiety, So then you walk over to a ping pong table we're a group of people we're playing beer pong, it was an area where there was little to no people and wasn't loud. You sit on the corner next to it and call Sasha. "Sasha where the hell did you go" you said while holding your phone up to your ear as holding your hand up to your other ear trying to hear. She responds and says "outside looking for you". You tell her your near the ping pong table and she says she's on her way there.
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A couple minutes go by and you start watching the people playing ping pong and then Sasha grabs your arm and pulls you. You tell her "maybe next time don't run away from me". She responds with "I'm sorry I was trying to find my brother". As we were talking a ping pong ball hits me in the head from the ping pong table. You turn around to yell at whoever was behind you grabbing it but then a tall guy with black hair stands up from grabbing it and says to you "i am so sorry I really didn't mean for that to hit you" as he threw it at his blonde haired friend laughing at him. You look up at him and say "it's fine it's a ping ping ball it didn't hurt". Sasha looks at him and starts saying "now if that wasn't a ping pong ball you could of hurt her seriously". You grab Sasha from yelling at the guy because you know she short of her temper. You tell her "it's fine it's fine". She looks at you and then the guy and stops talking.
