My bad boy

Party

Kate's POV
I wake up and I look around realizing I must have had to much to drink at this party. I feel around my body so sweaty, then realize all my clothes are drenched with water by the side of the bed under a couple that must of had sex than passed out. I felt a chill go up my spine I guess I must have gotten in some water somewhere. I closed the door to the room looking around I guess it was the girls room who was having the party. I quickly just said quietly under my breath "Fuck it, I'm cold... I'm wearing her clothes, and fixing my makeup in her bathroom."

I walk around this big ass house, everything is still blurry and moving so slowly. I kept looking for Ryan, at this point honestly all i wanted to do was go home. The music was blaring, then I saw a manikin so I went over to get my balance. I look up and it wasn't a manikin... It was Britney my best friend.

Me and Britney have been friends forever, but I can say every guy I have ever dated has fallen for her huge chest and face. Everyone except for Ryan he's the best guy a girl can date. But then my eyes focused a bit. She was up against my boyfriend... She was up against Ryan. Everything had just crushed down inside of me. His hands still holding her up against him. They both looked like ghosts.

I walked to a table grabbed some pills to trip on later then realized Lucas, Ryan's best friend was there. I felt a tug on my arm. Ryan's voice was almost a shout. "I'm so sorry Kate! I love you! I swear! It didn't mean anything. It always has been you the one I love. You're my princess." I then spoke quieter to not draw anymore attention" Ryan I never fall for someone with ought keeping one foot down. It's easy for me to walk away." I then grabbed his best friend Lucas. My left hand grabbing him by the elbow. My right hand ran from his chest to his belt buckle. I whispered in is ear "Wanna maybe go to my house? Ryan would be okay with it clearly, and your just sooooo hot." I looked back Ryan was speechless. A tear went down my eye from the pain.

I got into Lucas's new porch... I needed a ride home, but he was on drugs not clearly thinking. I could feel his hand move up my thigh while we were driving...