anniversary and mistakes part 2(chapter 16)

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--The legal age for drinking in the UK is 18 so dont say they are doing it illegally. I don't know why I know that because I live in the US. Most likely the internet.--

*Abby's POV*

*at the party. 8:20 pm*

I'm at the party now and have had like 3 beers and 1 wine. I am dancing around while Wrapped Around Your Finger plays and I sing to it.

Why wouldn't I, I have been listing to 5sos since the begging. Plus my boyfriend is 1/4 of 5sos!

Malory said not to get too drunk because she doesn't like to take care of drunks, also she doesn't want me to have a massive hangover in the morning.

The Zalfie kids are at Alfie's mum's.

Six year old Faith, Three year old Sam, three year old Kay, and tree year old Dylan. All are Zoe and Alfie's kids.

Alfie told everybody to leave their phones and such in their room and the door is locked. So I have no way to contact anyone. What if Michael tries to call me. Well, I did tweet that I was going to go to a party so.

*1 hour or so later* *9:25pm*

I have had 5 beers now. It was getting loud inside so I came to the garden and looking at the river.

"Hey Abbs, what's your reason to be our here." I hear a male voice from behind.

"Hi James. It was getting loud in there and I already have had like five beers. Or more I didn't keep count." I said as he sat down beside me. Handing me one of his drinks.

I take a sip. "So good."

"Look at the size of the moon." He whispered.

My eyes widen at the sound of his whisper and sends a shiver down my spine.

I know weird. I shouldn't be felling this way. I mean yeah James is a cute guy and all, but I'm with Michael.

The Michael Clifford. The most immature out of his band. Michael Clifford, the one so many teen girls would kill somebody to date him. An most importantly, the most adorable kitten in the world. Even though he is a human.

"Today, 13 years ago, we meet. And became best friends." James said after a short silence as we walked back inside.

"Yeah I know. And those have been the best thirteen years of my life. Even if two of them where spent with me in America and you here." I said getting another drank.

*James's point of view*

I have been hanging with Abby for a while now. We walk back into the house and go to the drank table. I have had enough drinks. Three to be exact.

"How many drinks have you had?" I asked here has she grabs one.

"This is my seventh beer and I have had one wine" she said. Now you can hear her starting to get drunk.

We talk a bit more. I know I should be with Beth, my girlfriend, but I really like talking to Abby. Much more easier to talk to.

I like her a lot. An right now she is beautiful in her black dress. I know Malory had to help her with her hair and make-up.

We have been best friends for 13 years and even though her sister is a beauty artist, she can't do it herself. Like apply it.

Form the window we where sitting by, her eyes glimpsed in the moon light.

God I think I like her more than a friend. I mean she is the most gorgeous thing I have ever seen on the planet.

But she is not mine, and may never be mine. She is with Michael. An I know him good enough that he doesn't like it when people flirt with her.

He is very lucky. An Jason either has Mal over or he is over at the girl's flat.

But I can't. I have a girlfriend. Beth Hamsworth. Weird surname I know.

Why do I have to be such a fuck up.

"JAMES SNAP OUT OF IT" I was snapped out of my thoughts as Abby yelled as much as she could with the loud music.

"Sorry, just in my head" I laughed.

"As I was asking, how is it going with her?"

"Oh Beth, yeah we are having little fights here and there. But other than that we are great." I said.

"Oh, OK." She sounded disappointed.

All of a sudden I scooted over towards her. Our faces inches apart now.

We landed in and our lips meet. Nice, soft lips.

She bits my lip, making me push her gently down on the sofa/dining chair booth.

Next thing you know we are full on making out. I felt so wrong but at the same time it was so right.

I was hovering above Abby, not ever wanting to let go, and neither did she. It has been about 15 minutes and only time we would stop was for a quick breath.

"James?!" I hear I high pitched voice room behind us. An that is when we both stopped and turned around in shock.

Fuck. Shit. Its Beth. I have messed up now. We both have.

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