Alley Rose | Billie Eilish

jealousy?

madeline's pov:

    as i calm down from my panic attack, finally being able to take clear, deep breaths, i wipe my tears, letting out a sigh.

    "thank you, madison." i say, looking up at her.

    "of course. if you don't mind me asking, what happened?" she asks, careful with her words.

    "no, it's fine. i uh... i saw billie again. it kinda just brought back a lot of emotions that i've spent so long bottling up. lots of unwanted memories." i explain softly.

    "i get that. do you want to leave?" she asks.
  
    "not really... i think i'll be fine if i have a few drinks." i say, standing up slowly.

    "yeah. just tell me if you need to leave, okay?" she says.

    "okay." i say, slowly opening the bathroom door. "you ready to get fucked up ms. bailey?"

    "oh, you have no idea." she says with a small chuckle, grabbing my wrist and leading me to the kitchen to get a drink.

    madison and i fill our cups with a variety of random liquors, eager to get some alcohol in our systems.

    "ready? 3,2,1." she says, bringing the cup up to her lips. we drink the strange mixture at the same time, feeling the immediate burn in our throats, face contorting.

    "shit." i mumble out, voice horse from the drink.

    "fuck, that was stronnnggg." she says, placing the cup down.

    "i want some more." i say, grabbing the previous bottle that we had lined up. we each pour some more.

    we drink that cup and agree to start walking around. we go into the circle of people and start dancing along to 'baby' by justin bieber. madison and i sing the lyrics to each other, laughing in between lyrics.

    "you know what? i need me some grinding action." i tell madison, looking around the room for my target.

    "bitcchhh, im drunk as fuck right now." quen says, grabbing onto my shoulder for support. i chuckle helping hold her up. she starts to dance and sing along with me, starting to feel up in each other. in a friend way.

    larry walks up to us and starts hyping us up. quen starts shaking ass. larry and i laugh at her drunk state, continuing to hype her up.

    out of nowhere, nick sturniolo joins in, hyping her up with us. she walks up to larry and daps him up, spinning around and grinding on his front. he laughs, hyping her up, smacking her ass softly.

    "i need me some more drinks." i say, going back to the kitchen and grabbing a fresh cup, pouring random liquids and downing it, refilling it once again before repeating my actions.

    i am officially drunk.

    i go back to the dance circle, finding quen rapping some lyrics to larry, larry joining in with her.

    "madeline, you should really hook me up with that guy in your cast, what's his name, drew starry or something?" nick says, talking over the music.

    i laugh before responding, "drew starkey? sorry to burst your bubble but, im pretty sure he's seeing someone right now." i say, laughing again.

    "let's find you someone to grind on." he says, wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

    "i wish." i say, shaking my head. "nobody here's hot." i say, mind wandering to the fact that billie's here. she's the only one i can really think of. i haven't seen her in a hot second tho.