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Summary: after your boyfriend breaks up with you, your best friend decides to drag you to a bar to let loose and have some fun. At the bar, though, the person you absolutely did not want to see ever again was also there and witnesses you getting wasted and has no other option but to involve himself.
Warning: angst, reader is drunk, mentions of throwing up, slight mentions of being taken advantage of
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"Kaitlynn what if he's at the bar today." I told my best friend as we all- me, her, and her boyfriend-climbed into her beat up car she refuses to get rid of even though she has the money to get a new one. According to her it carries too many memories, including her first kiss. "Girl I can promise you that he won't be here. When has he ever gone out on a weekday? Or at all for that matter." She asked me. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. I mean she was right. All joe did after practice was stay at home. "Exactly." She said with a 'hmph' and started to pull out of my driveway. "Guaranteed, he's in his huge fucking house that he lives in all alone building legos or some shit." Derek said in the passenger seat. The deal tonight was that if Derek has to be the designated driver, Kaitlynn had to drive us all there in her car. "What a loser." She said. With a small and slightly unsure laugh, I gave her a small, "yeah, you're probably right."
Why am I so nervous to go to the bar tonight and see Joe? Well, Two weeks ago me and my boyfriend broke up, who just so happened to be Joe burrow. We had been together for five years until one little stupid fight turned into us breaking up. Don't ask me how it happened, because I really have no idea. All I know was that one day we were perfectly fine and the next it was like we hated each other all because I tried to get him to open up to me after he had a rough start of the season and wasn't right mentally. In his defense, I know that he gets into rough patches when he isn't doing too well and people start to doubt him and that I should've waited for him to come to me, but he didn't have to turn it into a screaming match like he did.
After about 15 minutes, we pulled into the parking lot of our favorite bar that we always come to when we want to have some fun and watch the bengals game; at least we used to come to watch the bengals games, now I have to force myself to watch my favorite NFL team because I grew up watching them and won't let a breakup stop me from continuing to watch them. I mean how can you be in love with someone one minute and then break up with them the next? Luckily we weren't fully living with each other and I had my own apartment so I wasn't stuck with trying to find a place to stay, although I knew Kaitlynn would've let me stay for as long as I needed to.
"This is going to be fun, okay? Forget about that douche bag and let's go get drunk." Kaitlynn said and wrapped an arm around me when I met her in front of the car. We started walking towards the door, following Derek who led the way. "You know what? Fuck him. Fuck him and his stupid little..." I tried to come up with something I hated about him but my brain went blank. Shit. "Dick." Kaitlynn said, trying to help me out and come up with something. I looked at her with a disappointed look on my face and said, "I would say that, but it wasn't small...like at all." The both of us began to laugh while walking inside of the bar, Derek holding the door open for us while trying to forget what I just said.
