"are you pregnant?" I asked leaning over the table very invested in my bestfriends love life.
"how would I know? I haven't taken a test, it's been 10 minutes prim!" Livvy rolled her eyes with a smile on her face and leaned forward on the table also so we were very close together.
"but it was hella good," she said after a moment of silence, leaning back against the booths soft leather cushioning with a smirk on her face, waiting for my reaction.
A slapped a hand over my both and began to sink from the booth down off the seating and onto the floor.
"i'm dead," I said from under the table before crawling back up and sitting back down but instead this time i was next to her.
"i died dead!" she said, squeezing in a taylor swift reference whenever she could was livvy's speciality.
"what about you and george, can you fuck already," She said and I shook my head, "first we're not dating, second i'm super drunk right now and 3 it's your birthday so we're gonna talk about you,"
"what did being drunk have to with any of that," Livvy asked and I shrugged, "Just incase i do something stupid, you can blame it on the drinks and not me."
"right."
Will walked over with the other three, hotdogs in there arms and they sat down. Will passed Livvy a hotodog and george passed me one.
"I love hotdogs," I said before picking it up and taking a bite.
Will kept throwing quick glances at Livvy and my eyes darted between them both with a giddy smile on my face.
Livvy kicked me under the table so I would stop giving things away.
I finished my hotdog moments later and then continued to chat with my friends.
"favourite singer, go!" I pointed a finger at george, "harry styles," He slurred before putting his head down on the table.
"okay you go," I pointed to Nick and he shrugged, "not to sure, i like arctic monkeys. sort of"
"alright then," I then excused myself from the table and bounded off to the toilet.
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I watched as Prim walked off towards the bathroom and then I got up taking my drink with me, taking a sip every minute or so.
Stop drinking George, you'll get really sick.
My brain was being smart but I still just kept drinking the alcohol.
"Hey, you wanna dance?" a brunette girl asked. She was pretty, not primrose pretty, but she was pretty none the less.
He eyes were some muddy brown colour but they looked pretty and deep, like you get lost in them. Her hair was speckled with darker brown highlights and i couldn't form words so i just nodded to her.
