Chapter 8: "Pick."

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Alaina's POV

After my crazy melt down Justin and I walked out of the women's bathroom. I spotted Karen dancing with someone as usual. She never stops I swear.

I walked up to her with Justin behind me.

"Hey have you been crying?" She stopped dancing with the guy and grabbed my face.

"Yeah just had a quick break down in the bathroom but I'm good. It's my birthday so let's celebrate!" I said happily.

"Hell yeah!" She screamed.

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Justin, Karen, and I were by the bar taking shots. I was a little tipsy but not drunk.

"Ok I've had enough to drink tonight. I'm gonna take a cab home. I have work tomorrow. So are you spending the night at my house or what?" She asked.

I leaned up against the bar contemplating. I mean it was still my birthday. And I wasn't ready to leave.

"I'll probably just get a ride home. But goodnight!" I hugged her.

"Nice to meet you again." She shook Justin's hand.

Karen walked out of the club dialing her phone for a taxi.

"So it's just me and you." Justin said.

"Yup."

"More shots?" He smirked.

"Fuck yeah."

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Justin's POV

About 15 minutes later I was pretty drunk. But I could control myself. Alaina on the other hand couldn't.

She was dancing with this one guy for a while. I was talking to a hot brunette with big tits.

"You come here a lot?" She flirted.

"Sometimes." I simply said.

I looked over at Alaina feeling a little jealous because she was dancing with this one guy all night.

"You're really hot. And your tattoos are sexy." She rubbed my arm.

"Thanks." I said and looked over at Alaina who was giving her number to the guy on his phone.

She stopped rubbing my arm and looked at me.

"Is she like your girlfriend or something? You're like staring at her. It's starting to creep me out." She rolled her eyes and walked away.

I didn't mind though. She was annoying anyways.

Alaina smiled coming up to me.

"He just asked for my number." She chuckled.

She was drunk.

She kept dancing around me like an idiot and I couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you doing?" I laughed.

"Dancing! Life is a party!" She spun around.

I couldn't help but laugh at her. She was so cute.

"You ready to go home?" I asked.

"I can't go home drunk." She frowned.

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