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'Come on then' I sigh, following the rest of the crowd into the compacted house. Thankfully I wasn't wearing heels to this party so I could actually stand up straight without the worry of flopping over like I had a tendency to do at every other social event to exist on the planet.

And to my surprise when i walked through the sleek white door, there wasn't DnB playing like everyone else in society deemed to be 'good music', instead one of Justin Bieber(?)'s new songs was playing, I'll Show You.

You know how there's those certain songs which are your complete guilty pleasure? well yeah 2015 Justin is my guilty pleasure, turn your nose up at me all you like but it won't stop me from sitting there swimming in Justin Bieber happiness.

'Isabella, holy shit' Macey swings around with a beer in her hand and runs up to me, quickly colliding into a hug. She squeals whilst shaking me and lets go moments later, with an undeniable smile wiped across her face. 'Youre back!'

I giggle and look down in attempt to hide the blush which seemed to creep onto my face at the mention of anything to do with my existence. Why face? Why do this?

'I guess I am' I agree. As i'm stood there, I can see her body swaying from side to side - most likely the alcohol taking effect - and I shake my head at her laughing.

'Woa-' She mumbles, falling slightly more than intended one way. I quickly grab both of her forearms, bringing her back upright and steadying her balance.

'Drunk as usual I see' A thick familiar australian voice calls from behind Macey. I peek around Macey to see Ashton smiling at Michael, his eyes then dart to me and he tilts his head to the side slightly smirking at me.

'Isabella mozzarella, you've returned' He exclaims, walking past Macey who was now interested in some hunk who walked through the door. The name 'Isabella Mozzarella' just reminds me of my manager at Frequencies, I miss that dude.

Ashton brings me in for a quick hug and then releases me. 'So how was the UK?'

'Not bad, I saw my cousins whilst I was over there so that was nice' I reply, fiddling with the sleeve of my checkered shirt.

I kind of forgot people dressed up for parties these days, and tonight I was just simply dressed in black Levi shorts, and a checkered shirt done up almost hanging over the shorts with black boot converse.

'Fair enough' He nods. 'Date any fit dudes?'

My smile fades as I look at the floor. 'No' I subtly laugh. 'No, I didnt'

I think Ash caught on to my change of mood as he awkwardly takes a sip of his beer before looking around the room, I assume to either look for someone or just to speak to anyone else but me.

'I take it you missed home then?'

I nod and smile. 'Yeah, I felt bad leaving Molly and you guys behind'

'Yeah, it some of us pretty hard' He replies, flickering his eyes from me to the ground. I pick at my fingers, trying to remove the growing awkwardness in the conversation. I quickly cough.

'Well i'm back now' I smile. 'And I need to find Molly' I laugh.

He suddenly becomes more alert, pulling out his phone from his pocket. 'Wait, she's here?'

'Of course she is' I reason. 'Why would she not be?'

'I dunno' He shrugs. 'Anyway, have a good night Is' He smiles before briefly hugging me again.

After Ashton departs from me, I look around the room to try and find Molly and finally see her stood next to another girl with her back to me with long dark hair.

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