Part 1

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The party was a bomb. I had such a wonderful time there with my friends dancing,laughing,drinking
.. a lot. Well my first time drinking and I was wasted. I just couldn't believe how my friends let me to go home by myself with my car. I don't blame them because they were as drunk as I was.
I was walking at the parking at the direction of my car and when i finally found it i couldn't find my car keys. WTF!!! Even though I was drunk af I was terrefied just thinking that my keys were lost and I had to call my parents to come pick me up... but I couldnt. I was so drunk and they just can't see me like this. They will ground me for the rest of my lifeee.
" SHITTT" i shouted loudly "Why is this happening to me whyyy?"
I was feeling so bad and tears were coming out when suddenly I heard a voice. A very familiar voice but in the state that I was I wasn't able to understand my own voice so I turn around in the direction where the voice was coming. I was shocked. My favourite singer Mic Diamondz was standing befor me.
"What is wrong" he said "Can I help you? You look terrible"
"Omg you're ....." i froze while lookong at him staring me with his beautiful brown eyes
"Mic Diamondz" he said and smiled at me "you're a fan?
I nodded still frozen,not knowing what to say
"I guess that's something wrong with your car. Can I help you,beautiful" he asked and i almost faint about the word beautiful coming from his mouth. Did he really say it or i am dreaming or.imaginig or worse halucinatingg?
I finally decide to talk. "Yeah,my keys are lost. I was in a party and maybeee i am kind of drunk and I forgot where i put them"
"Well that's too bad. You can come with me if you want" he suggested
If I was sober i was never gonna agree with going home with a stranger in the middle of the night but the drunk me agreed. Anyway he wasn't a stranger. I knew everything about him.
"Great. Follow me" Mic said with a smirk in his face
I did as he said and he opened the door of a beautifuuul black Audi. I jumped in and then I heard the driver's door open and he was in the car too.
"Well,you know my name but i didn't catch yours?" He ask with a curious look in his face
" I am hmmm ... mmm"
Whaaat the fuckk? You forgot you name now? It's the alchool effect or Mic's. Alchool effect doesen'compare to his. He is.so beautifulllllll. Come.on Randy concentrate. Oh yea my name is Randyy.
"So..." i saw Mic waiting for my answer
"Randy ... My name is Randy" I said quickly
He smiled "Okay Randy nice to meet yoou"
"Nice to meet you too" I smiled
"So Randy tell me where you live so I can take you there" he said starting the car
" Oh shiiit" I said almost crying
"Hmm what?"
"After the party I was supposed to sleep at my friends house but we were all drunk so we forgot. The worst part is that she told me she was going with her boyfriend at his house to have sex or something. Upppsss sorry I said it out loud." I put my hands around my mouth blushing a little.
"Its okay" Mic said laughing hard in my reaction. "But I can take you at your house?"
" Nooo than my parents are going to ask me why I am home and not with Stacey and they will say this to Stacey's parents and then everything will be a mess. I can't let this happen. Leave me in a hotel or something" I told almost bursting into tears
" I would never leave a girl in a hotel by her own. If you don't have any problem with it you can spend the night at my house. I'll take you home tomorrow" he stared at me waiting for my answer
"But what will you parents say?" I asked curiously
"That's the best part of being an adult and of course a singer. I live by myself. So what do you think. It is up to you" he smiled politely
Spending the night at Mic Dimondz's house. Wooow that's a goal.
"Yea sure. Thank you" I smiled at my hot lifesaver

Guyssss this is my first story and I am really excited. I hope you like the first part. Vote & comment what you think because i really wanna know what you really think of my storyyy. I am posting another chapter today i guess.. xoxo

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