Alexis held the tequila bottle firmly in her hands as her bad mood slipped away. She was currently on a table, her hips swaying to the music that was blasting in the crowded house. Chris and Mackie had disappeared after two shots.
The trio had decided to go to a party in LA to get rid of Alexis's sour mood.
While it had worked, it was probably not the best idea.
Alexis was now wasted and ready to pounce the first guy to near her.
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Chris and Mackie had been searching for Alexis for about an hour now and they were currently panicking.
"God, this is a big house." Mackie grumbled as he pushed by multiple sweaty bodies with Chris following.
"Sebastian is going to kill me." Chris muttered. His eyes widened as he saw Alexis's lip locked with a stranger.
Chris rushed towards them and quickly pushed the guy off of her.
"She is wasted asshole!" Chris yelled at him as he got in his face.
"She kissed me. Not my fault she is a slut." The guy smirked.
Chris's face contorted to one of rage before he pulled by his right arm and smashed his fist into the strangers nose. The man fell to the ground clutching his nose.
The party went into chaos.
Alexis was passed out in Mackie's arms. Mackie was attempting to get Chris's attention but nothing was helping.
"Show some respect." Chris spat. His face softened as he laid eyes on Alex. He took her from Mackie and then carried her to the car with Mackie in tow.
"We are in so much trouble." Mackie muttered as he pulled out onto the street.
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Fanfiction"as long as we're together does it matter where we go?" in which two best friends are oblivious to one another's infatuation with each other *all media and manips are not mine! credit to the creators and tumblr! Except for cover!*
