chapter 5 || One Drink Can't Do any Harm, Can It?
"Come on, Rach! Just one drink!" Quinn yells over the music while tugging on my arm. I gently bite my lip. What harm could one drink do?
Finally, i give in to her constant nagging. She squeals and begins yanking me over to the bartender.
As soon as the man finishes making my drink, we make our way over to our friends in the far corner of the club. I sit down in the booth next to Noah and, almost immediately, Quinn shoves the drink in my face and yells, "drink it!"
i scrunch my eyebrows at her and giggle, confused yet amused as to why she's getting so excited that I'm drinking.
i slowly take the glass from her and pull it to my lips, feeling a burning yet satisfying sensation as it slides down my throat.
After a few minutes, I finally finished my drink, already feeling the pounding in my head. However, Quinn insisted on getting me another drink, and once again, she shouted, "drink it!"
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It was now 2am, or at least i think that's what time it was. I couldn't tell because of how blurry my vision had become after all of that drinking.
I slowly staggered my way over to the booth, sitting on (who i think is) Noah's lap. i lay my head gently on his shoulder as he snakes his arms around me. i kiss his neck very softly, almost as if I'm afraid to, causing him to moan lightly.
"Want to take this to my house?" he whispers in my ear. i hum in response, signaling that i meant yes.
he picked me up bridal style and walked out of the club, making our way to his house.
A/N: I haven't posted in forever whoops...
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S L U T || finchel
FanfictionRachel Berry had it all. She was popular, had a hot boyfriend, and was the star of the glee club. That is, until one mistake, changed her whole life.
