Chaennie one shots

Hits different

English.

Story inspired by Taylor Swift's song, hits different, of course.

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Loud music blasting throughout the cramped-up room, coupled with the scent of smoke and liquor almost made my headache. But it was what I chose to do in this Friday night, instead of my usual nights in pj's, eating ice cream and watching movies.

Those nights were over.

This is what my Friday nights look like for a couple of weeks now.

It's me washing up my hands in the club after you made a mess of me.

This is me in an attempt of getting rid of you, and of the memories you've imprinted in my memory.

The clock strikes twelve o'clock and I started to chug some more beers, earning loud cheers of encouragement from my friends.

Then it strikes one o'clock and I found every silly little thing funny as hell— the alcohol undoubtedly making its presence known in my body.

Two o'clock and I found myself looking around, trying so hard to search for a familiar silhouette that I'm sure will never find.

It's three o'clock and I know I say I never don't cry at the bar, but it seems like each bar I go to, they play our song. So, here I am thinking about how nothing has ever felt so wrong than us breaking up. Inevitably crying my heart out.

All my friends eventually fell silent and later started crying along too.

Evidence that my sadness is contagious.

Four o'clock came and my friends and I had to leave. I know I say I'm fine, and I can walk properly but after a few steps, I fell down.

A sudden and certainly not welcome thought came into mind. I pictured you with other girls, in love and happy and found myself throwing my intestines out on the side of the street.

I think you've moved on, but would it be selfish to wish you hadn't?

"It's fine, Jennie..." One of my friends sat next to me, said. Rubbing my back soothingly. I must have looked pathetic right now.

"You'll eventually get over her. There's plenty of fish in the sea." Jisoo said in a comforting manner, making me bitterly smile.

"Love is overrated anyway!" Lisa chimes.

"Yeah, no shit. Love is a lie!" My equally heartbroken friend, Irene, chorused.

Oh, the shit my friends say to get me by.

"Appreciate you lot. Love you girls." I say, leaning close in an attempt to give my friends a kiss on the cheek.

"Hey, come on, just one kiss."

"Eww, Jennie you smell like puke, please." Jisoo says, avoiding me like a plague.

"Come here, Lisa, kiss." I groggily sat up, trying to kiss my tallest friend.

"Alright, that's enough." She places her palm to cover my mouth and proceeds to carry me like a sack of rice.

"Oh! I didn't know you were so strong." I marvel, squishing her butt cheek.

"Shut up!"

"You know what, you guys are right. There are plenty of fish in the sea, and I certainly don't need a fucking blonde!" I spat, yelling loudly.