Lovable (Zane x Travis fanfic)

The Party (Side Chapter)

Jason's POV (DON'T PLAY THE SONG YET!)

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Text Conversation. J= Jason, V= Vylad

V: Hey! Is this Jason?

J: Um, yes. Who is this?

V: Oh, sorry! It's Vylad.

J: Oh, hey Vylad. Do you need something?

V: Well, I was actually having this party tonight, and I was wanting to see if you wanted to come.

J: Well, I usually don't do parties, but sure, I'll be there.

V: Great! I'll see you tonight! :) TTYL!

J: Yeah, ttyl.

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Oh my Irene, why did I tell him I would go? I don't go to parties! Well, maybe it won't be that bad. I'll just try and find him. It'll be okay.

I walked over to my closet and grabbed my party outfit; black leggings, pink short shorts, a long-sleeve red fishnet shirt, a purple shirt, and a choker that had a stone that looked like a galaxy. I slipped on my black shoes, and went to walk to Vylad's.

~Time skip to arriving at Vylad's party.~

I stood outside of the door and listened in for a minute. There were a lot of people here, because it was loud. The music playing is music I only listen to whenever it's on the radio, so I'm not too upset about it. I never knew Vylad would be a party guy. Maybe he just invited me to be nice. Maybe he actually doesn't like me.

I opened the door and walked inside. Nobody looked at me, because they were all immersed into their own little worlds. I walked over into a corner and just stood there, trying to scout out Vylad. At that time, some idiot lit a joint and stunk up the entire room. I coughed, and immediately left, afraid of getting the smell of it on my clothes. I'm going to talk with  Vylad after this.

I walked into another room, where there were a few people, but not too many. Maybe about 30. I went over into another corner to think about where Vylad would be.

"Hey, sweetness. Is this seat taken?" Some random guy said, walking up to me.

"Um, no, it isn't." I said, examining him. He had brown eyes, tan skin, and was taller than me by about 4 inches. He was decent looking, but I got a bad vibe from him.

"Well, that's good. I'm Carter, and you are?" He said, extending his hand.

"Um.... I'm Jason." I said, shaking his hand lightly. 

"Jason. I like that name." He said, smirking.

"T-thanks, my mom and dad gave it to me...." I said, trying to get him to take a hint. He didn't take the hint, but he stopped smirking.

"Hey, can you go get us some drinks?" I asked him.

"Sure." He said getting up and walking to the other side of the room. I took that as my chance to get out of there and look for Vylad.

As I closed the door to the room, a guy next to me threw up. That's it, I'm leaving. I'll talk to Vylad tomorrow.

(Play the song now)

 I'm sorry if I seem uninterested
Or I'm not listenin' or I'm indifferent
Truly, I ain't got no business here
But since my friends are here
I just came to kick it but really
I would rather be at home all by myself not in this room
With people who don't even care about my well-being
I don't dance, don't ask, I don't need a boyfriend
So you can go back, please enjoy your party
I'll be here, somewhere in the corner under clouds of marijuana
With this boy who's hollering I can hardly hear
Over this music I don't listen to and I don't wanna get with you
So tell my friends that I'll be over here

Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh
I ask myself what am I doing here?
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here
And I can't wait till we can break up outta here

Excuse me if I seem a little unimpressed with this
An anti-social pessimist but usually I don't mess with this
And I know you mean only the best and
Your intentions aren't to bother me
But honestly I'd rather be
Somewhere with my people we can kick it and just listen
To some music with the message (like we usually do)
And we'll discuss our big dreams
How we plan to take over the planet
So pardon my manners, I hope you'll understand
That I'll be here
Not there in the kitchen with the girl
Who's always gossiping about her friends
So tell them I'll be here
Right next to the boy who's throwing up 'cause
He can't take what's in his cup no more
Oh God why am I here?

Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh
I ask myself what am I doing here?
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here
And I can't wait till we can break up outta here

Hours later congregating next to the refrigerator
Some girl's talking 'bout her haters
She ain't got none
How did it ever come to this
I shoulda never come to this
So holla at me I'll be in the car when you're done
I'm standoffish, don't want what you're offering
And I'm done talking
Awfully sad it had to be that way
So tell my people when they're ready that I'm ready
And I'm standing by the TV with my beanie low
Yo I'll be over here

Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh
I ask myself what am I doing here?
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here
And I can't wait till we can break up outta here