"America?" You shout. "How the hell did I get to America?!" You feel your blood pressure rise and your heart beat fast.
"Yeah!" Kittie says laughing a bit.
"Who else came last night?" You hold your head and sit down on the TPed chair.
"Oh Alex came! What a cutie! Loved the reception by the way!" She smiles.
You froze and dart your eyes towards her "Reception?!" You feel a tingle in your gut and not a good tingle, it rushes to your head sending all sorts of signals and warnings.
"Y'know, the wedding with you and Al!" She flips her long blonde hair.
"I cannot fucking believe this, where the fuck is Alex?!"
"He's in the master bedroom." Kitte flashes her white teeth and points me into the direction.
You take a deep breath and open the door
"What the fuck?!" You yell.
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Open Mic (Arctic Monkeys Fanfic)
RandomYou're out with your friend, Arielle and you both want to have fun. You end up meeting a few other guys who compete against you for money, you end up actually falling for one. Will this change your thought of the competition?
