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𝐗𝐈𝐕

          I LOOKED AROUND IN WORRY. I knew I was going to be a total mess when I get home after this night, especially with how I'm feeling. I fixed my jacket, the jacket that slightly went past my leather skirt. I heard the loud music of the club pounding into my ears, the song choice perfect for a club.

Nia's arm snaked around my shoulder, "What you wanna do first, Get drunk then dance or dance then get drunk?" She asked as a smirk was painted on her face.

I grinned back as I looked at the bar, "Get drunk,"

We both walked past the boys, them not caring as they were trying to find a booth to sit at.
Once we sat down I was greeted with the bartender, asking for our drinks as he was getting someone else's.

As we ordered Nia and I started talking.

"I'm bored so I'm going to ask you dumb questions," She told me as she sat up, getting ready to ask me whatever she's gonna ask me, "Was there any teen regrets?"

"Teen regrets?" I repeated,

"You know, sex, kissing, dating, all that stuff," She told me as she grabbed the shot that was given to us by the bartender.
We both had ordered twenty, ten for me, ten for her.
She handed me one, both of us drinking it together. A slight reaction on our faces as we did.

"Well," I sighed loudly as I thought about what I was going to say to her, smiling as I did as I didn't know what to say. "Maybe kissing someone," I slowly nodded as I thought about it, "Yeah, I regret kissing someone."

"Really? Was it bad? Was it forced?" She asked, sitting back into the horrible support of the chair.

"Well, he was someone I sort of had feelings for but wasn't so big to where I could tell him, you know?" I grabbed another shot, downing the horrible thoughts of that day.

"What was his name? Anything special about him?" She smiled, syncing my actions as she grabbed a small glass.

"His name was...," I paused, I didn't know if I wanted to tell her, tell her about the relationship about me and him and ruin the mood.

But, I'll just keep it short and not explain much about him. "Tom," I told her, "Nothing special about him, it was just at a very wrong time when we kissed," I said as my eyes dropped to hands and back up.

"Okay, guess he wasn't important," She joked, drinking afterwards. I did the same as I looked somewhere else, thoughts coming.

Except, he was important. He was important to me in so many ways I can't explain why. His presence, his grasps, his voice, it was something I craved for so long. Again, I didn't want to be all about him.

We've been talking for a bit, the drinks we had were just empty glasses as there were no more.

Nia tapped my shoulder, making me turn to her. "Yeah?" I asked, all she did was look at something behind me, making me curious to what she was looking at.