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drunken thoughts

You're at a party, and a guy starts hitting on you. And won't stop.

The smell of alcohol was getting stronger and stronger. The music was playing loudly and it was hurting my ears.

The whole partying thing wasn't really my scene, I'd rather go to a friends house and hang out. But, my friend of course wanted me to go.

As I was going to get another drink by myself, a guy stopped me in my way.

"Hi baby" He said, pointing right in my face and clearly struggling to stand up straight. His breath smelt like alcohol and he was clearly drunk as fuck.

"I don't even know you, don't call me baby." I said.

"Calm down baby girl," he said leaning on my shoulder. "You're so hot."

His voice was very slurred and he started kissing my neck. I pushed him off and told him to go away and to fuck off,  but he wouldn't

After a couple minutes, I was getting really uncomfortable, he kept touching my butt when i kept telling him to stop.

Soon after, I saw a guy stand right next to me. Nick Robinson. The most popular guy in school, or so I've been told.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Nick said to the guy.

The guy started grabbing my butt again, but I pushed him away, causing him to almost fall over.

"Chill dude, I'm just being nice." He said

"No, you're being a creep. And I'm pretty sure this girl told you to leave her alone." Nick said to him, sternly.

"So what dude? She's hot as fuck. Not like she's your girlfriend or anything." He said, sipping his drink.

"Actually, as a matter of fact she is" Nick said. I was shocked.

"What the fuck?" I said to Nick, fortunately the drunk guy didn't hear it.

"Just go with it" he whispered to me.

"Is this true, baby girl?" The guy said to me.

"Yes it is. Don't call me that." I said.

"Fine." He said as he stuck up both of his middle fingers at us. "Fuck both of you" he said as he walked away, almost falling over.

I turned to Nick. "Uh, thanks for that dude" I said.

"No problem. So, what's your name?" He asked me.

"I'm (y/n), you're Nick, right?" I asked.

"Yep." He confirmed. "You know, you're really hot" he said.

I rolled my eyes. "Thanks, but I'm sure you say that to all the girls you pretend to be dating, to get creeps to screw off."

He smirked. "Haha, thought you might say that."

Nick and I talked for the rest of the night. He was actually really cool and seemed like a really genuine guy. Plus, he was pretty fucking hot.

After Nick and I had taken a couple of shots together, Nick got pretty drunk.

"Cmon, I need to show you something." He said as he led me upstairs, into a bedroom.

He started kissing me and taking off my top.

"Woah Nick, I just met you." I said. "Plus, you haven't talked to me all year. And now suddenly you want to fuck me? No thanks."

"Oh, come on." He said.

"I actually thought you were different. You're just like any other jock at school." I said to him as I turned around.

Before I could say another word, he smashed his lips into mine. And God, it felt good.

After I pulled away, he looked me in the eyes.

"I'm sorry, It's the drinks. They get to me." He said. "I promise you, I'm not like other guys."

"How can I know that?" I asked.

He smirked and kissed me again. I pulled away again, and he handed me a note.

I read it. It had his phone number on it.

"Call me sometime." He said as he winked, and then walked away.