Cat Vinski has my Heart.

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Cats party outfit and makeup are in picture box above :)

Cats POV:

It was two ours before the party and I couldn't find anything to wear.

The stress was killing me so I called Mia and asked her to come over as she loved fashion and was amazing at makeup.

She arrived with her makeup bag in tow and we immediately headed up to my room. I had already showered and blow dried my hair, and Mia pulled an outfit together from my wardrobe.

She picked out a navy and white striped bandeau top, a pair of ripped high waisted black shorts, and a geometric kimono. She also threw me a strapless push up bra to 'give those bad boys some support. '

I pulled the outfit on and added some delicate gold jewellery. Then Mia I bed on to do my makeup and hair.

She curled the ends of my hair into medium sized ringlets, and then tousled it up and moved onto my makeup.

First she put foundation onto my face and then went in with bronzer and blusher. Then she slicked on my eyeliner and my mascara, and finally moved onto a matte berry shade for my lips. I pulled on my black suede ankle boots and I was done.

Mia kissed me on the cheek and then went home to get ready herself.

I checked the clock. It was 6:55pm. Jason was going to arrive in five minutes!

I headed downstairs, grabbed my phone, a twenty pound note just in case, and my house key and shoved them all into my short pockets.

Then then the doorbell rang.

My heart was beating quite fast, and my palms had begun to sweat. I unlocked the latch and opened the door. To see Jason in all his handsome glory.

He looked hot. He had a plain white tshirt on the clung to his defined muscles and he was wearing black skinny jeans and black converses.

His hair was gelled back messily and his blue eyes seemed to stare into my soul.

"Hey." He said quietly.
"You look beautiful."

My heart hammered in my chest.
Play it cool Cat. You can do this.
My cheeks flushed, I leant against the door frame and smirked.

"You don't look so bad yourself."

Jason grinned and grabbed my hand and we got into his car.

We had pulled up at Chads mansion. The party was raving, and people were already making out, throwing up on each other, and dancing around like lunatics.

"This is awesome!" I yelled over the pumping music.

"I know right! Chads parties are legendary!" He yelled back.

Suddenly he had gone and I sighed. So much for our date. I headed to the kitchen to grab a drink as already my head was pounding from the music.  Suddenly Jason reappeared with two drinks and he passed one to me. I knocked it back, licked my lips and dragged Jason onto the dance floor. The music began to flow through me and I immediately broke out in a sway, my hips swinging around. Jason pulled me close, my heart hammering, and began to dance with me, moving whenever I moved, and resting his hands on my hips.

He looked into my eyes. His pupils were sparkling in the flashing lights and the whole world seemed to slow down, as his lips drew so close to mine. He seemed to be going so slowly, I couldn't take it. I grabbed his shoulders and slammed my lips onto his.

The whole world exploded into stars as we kissed. Whet was seconds felt like hours. I felt nothing except his lips on mine and his hands running through my hair.

I pulled away gently, my heart hammering but my cheeks flushed bright pink. I was still swaying, but I hadn't even noticed. I was too busy staring into his eyes. He had said nothing, and was frozen still. Was I a bad kisser? Did he not like me? Oh god...

"I'll get us drinks." I said hurriedly, just wanting to get out of there.

I hurried off, and found the kitchen, where I saw the vodka, which I poured into a large glass generously. I needed to get drunk and get him off my mind. I just knocked it all back, my throat stinging painfully. I wandered slowly back to where I left Jason, and then I saw something I knew that would snap my heart in half.

He was kissing another girl. Her arms were wrapped tight around him, and he had his eyes closed, obviously enjoying it. A strangled cry escaped my lips. His eyes flew open. My heart wrenched painfully, and I felt like collapsing into a crying heap onto the floor.

Many emotions ran through me, my eyes filling with tears. Suddenly rage flew through me. How dare he.

How dare he kiss me like he did and then go and kiss someone else, and shatter what ever we had. How dare he. 

I grabbed the nearest guy to me and began to heatedly make out with him, sliding my tongue into his mouth, tasting the vodka on his breath. I tried not to wretch as he moaned and ran his hands through my hair.

I wanted to make Jason feel the pain he caused me.

Suddenly a strong arm wrenched me and the boy apart.

"How fucking dare you!" He yelled at the guy.

It was Jason. My heart wrenched again, and a tear fell down my cheek as he yelled at the guy opposite me.

"It was her mate, not me." The guy said defensively.

Jason, fuming heavily, turned to face me, his furious eyes softening slightly as he saw the tears running down my cheeks.

But I was still furious, and in heart wrenching pain.

"WHY?" I screamed at him, my throat hoarse.

I searched his eyes for any hint of regret, but saw none.

I turned and ran. Through the crowds, and the flashing lights, back out onto the street, sobbing as my heart twisted into knots. I was supposed to be the player. What happened when the player got played?

What happened if I liked Jason more than I realised?