"Bondy, what the FUCK is Evan doing here?" I spin on my heel, whirling around to face him.
He gives me a sheepish grin, and shrugs, lighting up a cigarette.
"Even though you two broke up, he's still my friend ya know, Abby" Bondy says, and Bob comes over and ruffles my hair.
"no reason to get upset if there's no feelings left right?" he asks me, and I shrug him off, rolling my eyes.
I stick out my tongue, and scan the room, the stink of weed, alcohol, and hormonal teens starting to fill up the room. Bondy's parrties are always crowded, he's pretty popular.
I find Van with Larry, both of them on the couch, playing what seems to be a lively game of FIFA.
There's quite a large crowd, composed of girls, gathered around them, most of them fawning over Van.
All of them are the slutty sophomores and juniors that somehow manage to weasel their way into Bondy's parties.
I study him, feeling a pang of jealousy as he'll look up at one of them and flash his lazy smile, and wink.
"Abby, jealousy does not look good on that pretty face of yours."
I whirl around, and grit my teeth, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Evan," I say sharply.
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Never Meant For It To Get This Good
FanfictionCatfish and the Bottlmen AU Note: there is drug use, drinking, sexual scenes, mild depictions of violence, and swearing "Are you sure this is safe?" I ask, hands gripping the cold ladder, continuing to climb. "Safe, yes. Legal, no" Abby says with a...
