Y/n pov
"(Y/n)?"
"Hey." I nervously replied as I scratched the back of my neck with my hand and looked down.
"What are you doing here?" She asked.
"I just needed to talk to someone about this fucked up situation." Ariana moved away from the door so I could enter the house, and we walked to the couch to talk.
"Lauren told you, didn't she?"
"Yeah. H-how long have you known?" I asked not really wanting the answer.
"Not long before the interview where you sang Rolling Stone and I texted you after I found out." She admitted. I only nodded my head and stared at the ground. How could she do this? How could Scott do this? My head started spinning with all of the thoughts swirling in my head.
"I need a cigarette." I mumbled before stepping outside and pulling the pack out of my Jeep. I sat on the steps of her front porch and smoked a few cigarettes before I heard her front door open, followed by her sitting next to me. It was completely silent for a few minutes until she spoke up.
"I'm going to a party later. Do you want to come with?"
"I'm pretty sure getting fucked up in this mental state would probably be one of the stupidest things I could do, but I need to forget. Even if it's only for a little while." She nodded at my answer and told me that we were going to leave in two hours, before she got up and went to start getting ready.
I walked back into the house after finishing my last cigarette. I sat down on her couch and turned on the TV. The TV was some stupid like pop culture news channel. The people were talking about some random person's fashion choice until they cut themselves off and started talking about some pictures they just got in.
"This just in, we received pictures from our photographers who were in front of the singer (Y/n) (Y/ln)'s house. (Y/n) was photographed rushing out the house looking angry and sad amd speeding off in her Jeep. Moments later there were pictures of Lauren Jauregui of Fifth Harmony, (Y/n)'s girlfriend, attempting to run after her and looking like she was crying. It seems there is some trouble in paradise and maybe even a breakup coming soon. (Y/n) -" The TV was turned off by Ariana.
"I was watching that." I said.
"Well, we have a party to go to. Some clothes of yours that you left are laid out on my bed, so you can go up and change so we can leave." I mumbled a quick fine and walked up to her room to find out what clothes I left here. I walked in and saw a pair of black jeans, a white t-shirt, and a black leather jacket. I walked into her closet to find a pair of my shoes and maybe even a beanie or some hat. I found a pair of my white and black vans, but no hat. I groaned when I couldn't find one of my hats I might have left here. Great, now I'm gonna feel naked without a hat.
I put on the clothes and shoes, and made my way downstairs to find Ariana. I saw her standing by the door waiting for me dressed in a short white dress and some heels.
"Are you ready?" She asked.
"Yeah. Can I drive?"
"Thank god. I did not want to drive in these heels." I laughed and swiped the keys from her hand. I opened the door for her and got in after. I noticed some paparazzi down the street, but I honestly couldn't care less. Let them think what they want to. I followed the directions Ari gave me, and after twenty minutes we arrived. As soon as we stepped out the car and onto the property, music filled our ears and the the smell of smoke invaded our noses. Ariana grabbed my hand and led me into the house and to the kitchen, where drinks were set up. Ariana immediately started making me a drink as I watched her mix liquors and soft drinks. She handed me the drink when it was done, and I thanked her and sipped it before I looked around, seeing if I knew anyone here. I noticed a girl was looking at me and we kept eye contact before Ariana spoke.
"You know, she hasn't stopped looking at you since we arrived and she keeps glaring at me." Ari pointed out. I nodded and kept looking at her befire Ariana was asking what I wanted to do first.
"I really wanna find some weed." She nodded before leading me to the backyard and over to a group of people.
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I don't even know what time it was anymore. I know it had been a while since we arrived and since I smoked, but I was majorly stoned and drunk yet still going back inside to get another drink. Lauren hasn't left my mind all day. I still felt the pain from Lauren. I'm pretty sure I have texted Lauren about twenty times and they most likely don't make sense. All of the texts had to do with me apologizing for not being good enough for her to actually love me or they either just said how much I love her. The alcohol and the weed weren't helping like I thought they would, but I'm still going to try. I opened the back door and bumped into someone, causing their drink to spill all over my shirt.
"Shit. I'm so sorry. I didn't-"
"It's fine. Honestly." I laughed. I looked up from my alcohol coated shirt and saw the girl that was looking at me earlier. I'm not gonna deny that she was beautiful. She had brown hair and icy blue eyes. "I'm (Y/n)."
"I'm Caci." She shook my hand, but didn't let go. "Do you want another shirt?"
"Um yeah that would be nice." She held my hand and led me to a room and opened the door. She walked into the closet and found a plain shirt.
"Here. You can just keep this."
"I don't think I take whoever's shirt this is."
"Well, it is my house." She giggled.
"Oh well shit. My bad." She just laughed at me and closed the closet. I took off my jacket and removed my ruined shirt to replace with the other one.
"You have a lot of tattoos." She commented. "I like them."
"Thanks." She walked over to me and traced one of the tattoos on my side. My breath hitched at her contact. The alcohol and drugs in my system were making it very hard to think straight and this beautiful girl running her hands along my abs was definitely not helping. When she looked away from the tattoos and up at me, I noticed how close we were. Her eyes flickered from my eyes to my lips. I closed the gap and kissed her, nedding to feel something, anything other than my heart ache. I moved my lips with hers and pulled her closer by her waist. She wrapped her hands around my neck. I pulled away when air was necessary and the door opened when I did. I turned around to see Ariana looking worried. I quickly threw on the shirt I was going to put on earlier.
"Jesus (Y/n), you scared the crap out of me when I couldn't find you. Oh- um. We need to go. Now." She looked a little angry.
"Can I have your number?" I asked. She nodded and put her contact in my phone. I made my way back downstairs after saying bye to Caci. On the way out I quickly took a shot, or two before walking out to the car.
"Did you drink more? You wreak of alcohol more than before." I attempted to deny it but my words didn't make any sense anymore. She stopped being angry about me kissing Caci and started to help me. I could definitely the alcohol now. She helped me into the car and started the drive back to her house.
"You like me." I blurted out. She looked over at me a little nervously.
"What are you talking about?" She tried to play it off.
"You want to date me. I can tell." I slurred out. "So why don't you?"
"Because as much of a bitch as I may be, I wouldn't do that the day of the breakup." She explained as she pulled into her driveway.
"Why are you confirming it now though?"
"Because you won't remember this tomorrow." She said as we got out the car and walked into the house. She helped me into a guest room and let me sleep in there.
A/N I might not be able to update from Sunday to Wednesday because I'm going to a basketball camp with my team and I doubt I will have service there, if I even the time to update. But if I can I will update. Comment and vote.
