Chapter 18

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(Jessie's Girl By Rick Springfield)











Sapnap's Pov














I was feeling the liquor start to affect me. I was drunk. There was no denying it. I was in my living room, drunk off my ass, with Punz.

Emerald sat back watching this unfold. Quackity was laughing at us, Rhea had her phone out and was recording the whole thing.

Daytona was making sure we were being as safe as we possibly could. Selina and Tommy were provoking us.

"Sing it!" Punz turned up the music on the TV, holding the remote and using it as a fake microphone. He got me through everything with Harley. I'm so thankful for him.

The beat came in through the speakers, as the door to the house opened, Punz and i got up and stood on the coffee table in the center of the living room.

"Jessie is not my friend!" I changed the lyrics, looking over at Punz, who threw his head back and laughed.

"Yeah I know, he's not a good friend of mine." Punz laughed, throwing his arm around me, and holding up his beer.

I love my friends with all my heart. They've pushed me to be the best version of myself. They are my rocks. This group of people, plus countless others, made me happy. They put my back together when I was falling apart. They held me from falling off of the cliff.

"But lately something's changed that ain't hard to define" Punz faced me with a smile growing on his face.

"Jessie's got himself a girl and I want to make her mine!" I sang, Rhea laughed as she held up her phone recording us, while everyone laughed. The front door closed, and there was rustling around.

"And she's watching him with those eyes, And she's loving him with that body, I just know it." I sang loudly causing Punz to laugh, as his arm was still around me.

I heard all of my friends laugh, as Quackity got up, and joined us on the table, throwing his arm around me, and only provoking me even more.

"You know, I wish that I had, Jessie's girl!" I pointed at the camera, and Rhea laughed even more.

"You're killing it mate!" Wilbur yelled, as the music blared through the speakers.

"Just how that car almost killed me!" Daytona screamed, and Quackity laughed. Wilbur's smile dropped and he just shook his head. The smile threatening his face, still.

"Don't worry, I was in therapy." She smiled, looking at Tommy who just cackled next to her.

My phone started ringing from across the room, the flashes popping up on the ceiling. I got off of the table, leaving everyone to fend for themselves, and I walked into my bedroom.


Harley Armstrong <e...


I looked at the time. Her concert should just be ending. She's probably exhausted.

"Harley." I let out a breath that I feel like I have been holding for entities whilst waiting for her to call back. There was silence that took over the phone.

"Hello?" I asked again and I felt my heart pick up.

"Hello, Nicholas." A deep voice was heard through the phone, and suddenly, all of the fun I was having was crushed.

"Who is this? Why do you have-" The questions fell from my mouth as I heard the person laugh. I had a gut feeling I knew exactly who this was.

"My girlfriend's phone? I think you know who I am." Jessie's voice sounded out the phone, and I felt my blood run cold.

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