Tomorrow will Be Better (Mike Fuentes Fanfic)

Part 5

Kate's POV

It's been about a week since I've last seen Mike.. we've been texting a little but not very much. He's been short texting me a lot actually. But I've been texting Vic a lot.

Vic: hey wanna come over this weekend? Were throwing a party.

Me: yea sure, I can bring weed and some Bacardi 151

Vic: how did you get alcohol your only 18

Me: shhh some things are meant to be secrets.

Vic: lol k. I'll see you Saturday

Me: see ya then.

I set my phone down and jumped up to get ready for work.

I put on a black sweater that says "hungover, last night was my bitch", some black skinny jeans, a beanie, and a spiked bracelet. I put on a thin layer of eyeliner and some mascara.

"Britt" I said while shaking her. Trying to wake her up.

"What?" She groaned as she opened her eyes.

"Wanna smoke a joint or two?" I asked and she jumped up.

"Two should do fine" she smiled. I grabbed the baggie and went out to the sunporch. We rolled 2 joints each. I smoked one with her before I had to get to work. I jumped in my truck and started it up. About 2 minutes after I left I litup my 2nd joint. After I finished that I was feeling buzzed.

I parked and walked into the mall. Once I made it inside I said hi to my co-workers and started stocking the shelves.

A couple hours later

Someone tapped on my shoulder and i turned around. I smiled the biggest smile ever when I seen who it was.

"MIKE!" I yelled and attacked him with a hug. "I missed you buddy!!"

"I missed you too! I'm so sorry I've been ignoring you it's just a lot has been going on, Vic told me he invited you to our party tomorrow?"

"Yea he did, I'm bringing weed and Bacardi 151" I said and smiled.

"Good, I can't wait, I'll pick you up around 8?"

"Sure thing bud, I've gotta get back to work though, text me later ok?" I said.

"Ok, see ya later" he said and walked out.

The next day

It's 7 and Mike is picking me up in an hour. Im still not dressed and I have no makeup on... oh my God I have a lot of work to do.

I put on right black high waisted skinny jeans, red crop top and 6 inch heels. I curled my long blonde hair and put on some dark red lipstick.

Knock knock knock

I jumped up and opened the door. Mike was standing there looking pretty damn good if I do say so myself. His eyes went wide as he looked at me.

"Just let me get my jacket and the stuff, come on in" I said. He walked in and i shut the door behind him. I grabbed 2 bottles of Bacardi 151 and grabbed the baggie of weed out of my room.

I walked back out to see Mike sitting on the couch looking and pictures of Brittany and Dylan.

"Joints or do you wanna use my bowl?" I asked. His face lit up like a Christmas tree.

"I forgot you smoke, and how about we don't share with anyone and we use your bowl"

"Oh so you wanna smoke before we leave?"

"Yes let's do it" he said. "What strein?" He asked.

"It's grape, you wanna pack the bowl?" I asked.

"Sure, where are you going?"

"Nowhere I just don't want to" I smiled.

"Oh ok then" he said and rolls his eyes. After he packed the bowl I grabbed my lighter and took the first hit. I held it in for a few seconds then I let it out before passing the bowl to him. We pashed it back and forth until it was gone. Then we did it again.

It's safe to say that we were stoned. So driving wasmt the best idea but ehhh. Whatever.

We both made it to his car and got in. He drove to his house where the party was.

As soon as you stepped in the door the smell of alcohol was intense and it was packed. I gave one bottle of Bacardi to Mike and i had one for me.

"Holy shit this is 75 percent alcohol?!" He yelled over the loud music. I nodded. And opened mine and took about 4 gulps. It took about 30 seconds to feel it. He opened his too. I was already tripping from the weed and now I'm drunk as fuck.

I stumbled into someones room and Mike followed me. We both kept drinking and I was so drunk. Mike was hammered too.

He looked at me and pinned me against a wall. Before kissing me. It got really heated really fast. We were making out when someone opened the door. Mike jumped so fast that he fell on the ground. He laughed as he hit the ground. I started laughing too and he pulled me down too and started to tickling me.

The next day

I was woken up by Mike. My hes d was pounding and I was sure I was about to be sick.

"Hey princess how are you feeling?" He asked. I shook my head.

"I think I'm gonna puke" I said he nodded and handed me the garbage can that was right there, i guess he went and got it for me. I grabbed it and started throwing up in it. Mike held my hair back until i was done.

"I woke up a few hours ago so my hangover is prettyuch gone, here" he said handing me a water and some ibuprofen.

"Thanks, do you think you could give me a ride home?" I asked.

"Of course, do you wanna go now?" He asked. I nodded and he helped me up. We walked out to his car and I climbed in. He started it and drove off towards my house.

"What happened last night?" I asked.

"I don't remember honestly" he said. I nodded. Once we got to my house I hopped out of the car.

"I'll call you tomorrow" I said. And He nodded