𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐒ᵃʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ᵍʳᵃⁿᵈᵉ

twenty three

(it gets a little violent y'all, so tread lightly)

twenty three - #shotglasssmash

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i completely froze. i didn't know what the fuck to do.

y/n pulled away and unwrapped her arms from my waist, looking over at the directing the voice came from. she wiped her lips and borrowed her eyes at him as i stood still. "uh, can i help you?"

she straightened up and pushed her shoulders back. he smirked, crossing his lanky arms against his chest. "i was talking to ariana, not you, bro."

his tone made y/n squint and she stepped forward. i realized that she was quickly getting ticked off and i grabbed her arm to hold her back. "no y/n, it's okay. i-i know him."

y/n's jaw was tightly clenched as she looked down at me, her eyes instantly softening. she gave me a quick nod and stepped back a little, crossing her arms like he was.

speaking of, i looked up and him and smiled awkwardly. "um, hi pete."

pete smiled his weird smile, making me cringe. "hi gorgeous. whatchu been up to?"

i sighed, pushing my hair behind my ear. "i've been fine. how about you?"

"could've been better if you were with me, baby." pete chuckled, reaching forward and putting his hand on my waist. i tensed up but didn't push him away, knowing how he gets when he's rejected. i was just hoping, praying, that y/n would step in and help me.

"you're sweet, pete."

"no, no he's not fucking sweet!" y/n growled from behind me, wrapping her fingers around pete's skinny wrist and pulling his hand off of me.

thank god.

"watch where you're putting your hands, pete. back the fuck off my girl, got it?" she threw his hand down as she stared him down, her stance firm. people were paying attention by now, and i noticed that the music was slightly turned down.

pete laughed, his shoulders bouncing as he nearly pressed his chest against hers. "your girl? was she your girl when she had my dick down her throat?"

seriously, fuck!

y/n huffed out a large breath from her nose, her arm instantly reaching out to the side and snatching someones shot glass out of their hand. she splashed the liquor in his face before smashing the glass against his cheek.

"oh shit!" someone from the crowed yelled as pete screamed, holding his face. my jaw dropped as he tried to swing at y/n but she caught his fist, twisting it behind his back and pushing him on his knees.

she leaned down in his ear and was saying something to him, but everyone in the room was so loud i didn't hear her. the thing i did hear was pete crying out in pain and i saw him furiously nodding his head.

"fuck dude, yes i fucking understand!" he yelled, wincing as y/n pulled harder on his arm.

y/n mumbled something else before hoisting him up and pushing through the crowd. she swung open the front door and took him outside, and i was following close behind. she walked him all the way to the end of the grass before she left him there, whispering something else in his ear before making her way back to the house.