Redamancy

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🎶 [The Hills-The weeknd]

noah's pov
11:12pm

i walked through the front door of the party, in which i was greeted by many familiar faces. i went around greeting a few people but mainly staying with my close friends, trying to enjoy the atmosphere. i walk over to the drinks table and take a shot of vodka, followed by another. and another.

just as i'm about to take another i turn around and spot a familiar face. my jaw clenches. i tap alfie on the shoulder, my best friend who was stood next to me.

"why is ben here"

i ask, frustrated at the sight of him.

"idk man. pretty sure he's like the most popular guy i know"

i roll my eyes as i pour myself another shot. i can't help but think about the fact that evie asked if i had his number. i watch as all of his friends started whooing him, interrogating him on his "relationships". disgust filled my eyes.

i wasn't part of the conversation but i managed to hear the words "virgin", "freaky" and "tied up" all in a 2 minute time span.
weirdos. all they talk about is sex. it's disgusting.

"why are you so angry? you need to get over it"

i turn suddenly. starting at alfie.

"i agree" charlie states.

"get over it? absolutely not."

"you need to stop holding grudges man. it happened several years ago. stop being a pussy."

i hear charlie spit his drink out and laugh at alfie's comment.

i turn to charlie,

"what are you laughing at?"

"nothing. well, he's right"

"whatever."

i hated him. i don't care how long ago it happened.

"come on, let's dance m'lady" alfie teases, linking his arm with mine as he drags me onto the main dancing area.

"The Hills" by The Weeknd was playing, a personal favourite of mine, so it was easy to forget where i was. i was also slightly drunk, so i wasn't exactly looking where i was going.

the room becomes compacted, everyone pushing up against each other. i start to get overheated, my hair sticking to my forehead and my hands sweating.

"i'm gonna get another drink" i whisper in charlie's ear

"huh?"

"im getting another drink" i shout.

"what?"

"im." i rub my eyebrows in frustration.
"i'll be back!" i shout loudly at him.

"sure! whatever you said"

i roll my eyes at him as i violently turn around.
just as i turn around, i manage to collide with a girl who happened to be holding at least 4 drinks as if she was a waitress. she had 2 glasses, full to the very top of a clear liquid, and two opened bottles of alcohol in her other hand, each with a vibrant and extremely unnatural colour.

my violent turning caused us to collide, her hands brushing aggressively against my chest causing her to drop them, just after the liquid splashed onto my shirt, in shock of the dropped glasses, she stood still, staring at the floor with her mouth open.
this allowed another person to bump into her from behind, causing her to loose control of the alcohol bottles in her other hand, meaning i was splashed with both bottles at the same time, the colours mixing onto my shirt.