19: Drunken Mess

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***Natalia's POV***

"We're here," Jen announced, smiling at us.

I smiled back and we headed out of the car to Jason's house.

Once we are inside, the place was packed with many people. A lot of people were on the dance floor and some were wasted already.

I noticed Jen was always looking around. I guess she's looking for any sign of Jason.

"Go," I said to her.

She looked at me, raising her eyebrow.

"Go get your prince charming," I said, lightly pushing her back. She almost tripped and I laugh.

She glared at me and walked away, in search for Jason.

"Natalia, I need to look for Chad. Do you mind if I leave you here alone for awhile?" Sandra asked me.

"Umm...sure. Anything for love," I say to her.

"Oh thank you! I mean, I haven't seen him in awhile. I miss him," she says, looking down sadly. She then looks up and smiles. "Bye! Don't drink, okay?" she orders.

"I never drink, San. You know that," I tell her.

"Good. Bye!" she says walking away.

I sighed. I looked for a table that I could sit on. I guess this party is so gonna be boring than I thought.

I finally found a table that was empty with two chairs. I sat there and just looked around. People are drinking, making out and are dancing.

My eyes landed on two people at a table a few meters away. They were talking and drinking some champagnes.

I looked more closely and noticed that it was Niña and Kyle.

Hays....

Seeing them together kinda made me angry or something. Jealousy.

I headed to the bar. "One vodka please," I told the barrist.

"Are you sure, miss? Vodka is a very strong drink. You might do something you will regret," the barrist told me.

"How do you know that?" I asked him.

"I'm a barrist. For three years I've been working in this bar. I've noticed that with the people who drink vodka. So, are you sure?" he asked me again.

"Yes I am. Anyway, your not my bodyguard," I said to him.

He shrugged and poured me a drink. I took it and gulped it all until there was no more left.

"One more please," I told the barrist.

This time, he didn't hesitate. I think he knows what I'm going through that's why.

He gives me a drink and I gulp it down.

I feel dizzy. I hear footsteps coming to my direction. When I look at my side, it's him.

Kyle Gaston.

"Another champagne please," he ordered, sitting down on the seat next to me.

While the barrist fetched his order, he looked at me and his eyes widened.

"You?!" we both exclaimed.

"K-kyle? What are you doing here?" I ask in disbelief even if I am drunk.

"Natalia! I should be asking you the same question but....are you drunk?" he asks me.
"Oh no. God heavens, never! Anyway, I should be going now. Haha nice meetang youuuuu!!!" I sang kinda off-key.

"Natalia, you are drunk. Where's Sandra?" he asks me.

"Why do you care anyway? Your not my boyfriend!" I yelled at him without any hesitation.

He looked hurt for a few seconds before he grabbed my arm and lead me to somewhere I don't know.

"Hey! Let go of me! I'm gonna scream if you don't let go of me any second now!" I demanded, trying to get away from Kyle's strong grip.

"Then scream!" he exclaimed, letting go of me.

"As you wish, Kyle fucking Gaston!" I yelled back, turning away from him.

One...two...three...

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!"

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