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Chapter 25 Bianca's POV

Thanks to Mr. Crane, the five of us were able to get front row seats. Well spots that is.
A lot of the artist were up and coming and most of the songs were covers. Which wasn't bad, I just felt like a lot of the songs were repetitive.
Everyone was singing along and dancing. Well actually Jake was trying to twerk but due to the alcohol flowing through his system, kept almost falling over.
Max had his hands on my hips as we swayed back and forth during songs. He'd lean in and whisper naughty phrases in my ear before nibbling on my skin. My face was stained red for a majority of the night. I was so bashful when I was around Max when we were out in public. But behind closed doors and shut off cameras, I was completely different. It was like something inside me had been awoken.
We've been on a couple of private dates since the world found out about us and they were some of the perfect times of my life. Even if it was just us doing our things like me reading a book while Max gentle strummed his guitar.
"Hmm, Inca you look so cute." Max mumbled kissing a sweet spot on my neck. I blushed and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"You look handsome yourself love." I muttered taking a nip from his lips.
"Guys! Enough of the lovey dovey shit! We're at a concert! We should be having fun!" Kim squealed while swinging her hips around. She had whine about her feet hurting had thrown her shoes off long ago and was so intoxicated she couldn't even stand straight. There were a lot guys there staring at her which gave me some bad vibes. Those guys stared at Kim like she was prey.

After the concert, I went into my bathroom and started to shower. The alcohol was really hitting me. I felt dizzy and a little nauseous, I was sure a nice warm shower would help.
A knock on my door called for me and when I opened it, there was Kim.
"Hey girl! I was wondering, if you wanted to keep this party going!" She squealed while having trouble standing she had a bottle of vodka in one hand and a cigarette in the other.
"Uhh...Kim, it's late and you've had too much to drink." I tried to explained before Kim pushed past me and flopped on my bed, the cigarette still going and the bottle of vodka breaking against my floor.
"Oh come on Bianca! You and I don't get to spend time together!" Kim whined while rolling around in my bed.
I wanted to vomit at the scene in front of me. There was Kim, a grown person acting like a child, making a mess in my room and smoking a cigarette like it was her last one. I didn't mind someone smoking but doing recklessly in my room made me feel weird.
"You know Bianca, I'm impressed that you even managed to bag Max. He's usually the type that goes had already lost their virginity. I mean that's not why Max and I dated of course." Kim babbled. I gasped and looked over her. Hoping that wasn't true at all.
"You know, I envy you Bianca. I really do. I mean, Max and I were number one after all. We were perfect and then you had to come along and ruin what chance I had at getting him back. It makes me wonder just who you really- HEY!" Kim squealed before I pushed her out my room.
Tears were pooling in my eyes.
Kim was right. She was perfect. She had perfect hair, make up, clothes, body, perfect everything and I was too timid to even say a swear word like damn and can't handle more than one glass of alcohol without becoming tipsy and nauseous.
Maybe Max was better off with Kim...