Changed {Martin Garrix Fanfiction}

Chapter 46

Chapter Forty Six - Alcohol 

- Martin's POV - 

For the past four days, I have kept under the radar as some people call it. Rumors and suspicions have begun to arise again around the damn place, about Mads and I. I should have known Haley would have ran her mouth to a couple of people. I just hope to whoever that Karlie doesn't here any of these things. Not like I care about her, but I care about Mads and Karlie is nuts. 

Which is why I have been tolerating and 'helping' her as she calls it. For these past four days, we've been hanging out for a couple of hours each day. I still have my own suspicions about her because frankly, she is a master manipulator. 

Of course, I haven't told Mads that I've been doing this because who knows how she would react. I feel bad for lying to her, but what other choice do I have? Besides, I'm sure she wouldn't want to hear Karlie's sad, depressing drug tales. Honestly, she would probably laugh and say she deserves it. But, Mads obviously wouldn't understand drugs. The only thing she knows about drugs, is that one time she smoked weed - which I don't even consider it a drug. 

"So," Karlie's voice intrudes my thoughts and I look at her with an unamused glance. She leans forward onto the table with her elbows, "Are you going to the party tonight?" she asks. 

I furrow my eyebrows at her, trying to figure out what she's talking about. Party? What party? Suddenly, it hits me like a brick. It must be the party Mads asked me to go with her. But it's Wednesday; the fuck? 

"That's tonight?" I spit out without even thinking about my words. She gives me a devious smirk and her green eyes light up. 

"So.. you are going?" she asks in a persistent and suggestive tone. 

"I never said that," I protest with a groan as I glance away from her, trying to find a clock to figure out the time. I really need to get a watch one of these days. 

"But you knew about it," she says, letting out a sigh which causes me to look back to her. She's just looking at me from the corners of her eyes, which makes me think that she is up to something. 

"You're point?" I ask her with a pointed look and tone. I swear, she makes hardly any sense most of the time. 

"No point, I was just wondering," she rolls her eyes, her voice bitter. She sounds tired and exhausted but I'm not going to mention or ask anything. 

"Look, just because we went to that other party together, doesn't mean shit," I try to sound as polite as possible, but I'm not sure that happened for my choice of words. The only reason I took her was to make Mads jealous and well, eventually... that lead to other things. 

"Whatever," she mumbles underneath her breath and I begin to ask myself why am I still here? I've been with her for almost two hours now and she's been acting strange. She's up to something, I know she is.