Indigo Adair and Levi Hendrix have been best friends since the first day of kindergarten when he accidentally spilled juice all over her. The two are practically inseparable except when it comes to one girl, Adeline Remington. Now, Indigo is super s...
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When I said this was gonna be a long night, I didn't actually think I would mean it.
As soon as we got to Wren's house, all of the guys except for Ambrose of course went to buy a shit ton of liquor and food while the rest of us just talked.
I fully expected Wren to call me out in front of everyone for Levi and I's kiss but she didn't.
She did however keep sending me looks and wiggling her eyebrows.
That only made my nerves worse!
Now the guys are back, most of us are drunk off our asses, and yet I still can't get over the nausea I'm feeling.
Levi hasn't drank one sip.
Neither have I.
I genuinely think alcohol will make me feel a lot worse.
"Oh! I love this song!" Adeline cheers as quickly stands up, drunkenly wobbling in the process.
"Say you won't let go" by James Arthur plays throughout the speakers.
We all laugh as she begins twirling around.
She walks up to her boyfriend and attempts to tug him off the couch.
"Go dance with your girlfriend, dumbass!" Emmy scolds her brother.
"I don't dance." He says defensively.
"Please!" She begs while pouting.
"I- fine." He groans.
He hesitantly stands up and Adeline immediately wraps his arms around her waist and hers around his neck.
They sway to the music and it's such a wholesome sight.
Even though they're both extremely drunk.
Ro suddenly gets up before facing Emmy and bowing.
"A dance, m'lady?" He smiles while holding out his hand.
"Hmm...I don't know." She teases.
"Fine, I was just being polite." He says before bending down and carrying her off the couch.
She lets out a mix of a squeal and a groan as Ro puts her down.
Ro begins twirling her until she loses her footing and almost slips.
"Ro!" She groans.
"Too fast?"
She rolls her eyes before wrapping her arms around his neck.
The four of them continue dancing and when I look to my left, I see Wren sitting on Ambrose's lap in his wheelchair.
His uninjured leg of course.
They both have their eyes closed as she lays her head on his shoulder and he has his arms around her.
