Reunited - MAGCON 2017

Chapter 22 - Attacks and Blackouts

ALLY'S POV

The night is a blur. It's now almost 1am and I'm grinding upon Cam on the dance floor. Everyone else is gathered round having the time of their lives.

I throw my hands in the air and Cameron pulls me close into his chest and sways us back and forth. He kisses my forehead and I giggle loudly.

I look up at him and I laugh and laugh but I'm not white sure why.

Ok, so maybe it's because I'm wasted out of my mind.

But so what?!

I mean who cares.

The night is still young and so am I.

So are we all.

My mood seems to vary throughout the night. Johnson keeps trying to take my outside but it pisses me off every time. I'm trying to let loose and have fun for once and he's just ruining it.

I stop dancing look around and the room spins and I slip and I fall back into Shawn for what feels like the millionth time.

My face ends up buried in his chest, his cologne hitting my nose like a fresh summer breeze. My hair somehow gets stuck in his necklace and I stand up fully to find my face inches away from his. I laugh and he stares me right in the face, studying my features.

"Sorry baba," I giggle and his hands reach down and gently untangle my hair from his necklace with an S on it.

"It's okay A," he laughs, smiling at me.

I reach down and kiss it giggling.

He places his hands on either side of my face, gives me a smirk and whispers the same joke to me that he told me before.

It's about a million times funnier now that I'm wasted as hell.

I start crying laughing and throw myself to the floor.

Johnson rushes to pick me up but I laugh and throw him a look and pick myself up off the floor.

He stares at me worriedly as if he's about to speak and then holds himself back.

I stumble over to the bar, ignoring J and grab myself a couple more shots.

As I make my way back over to the guys, a man grabs my arm and I turn to see a familiar face.

"Hey sexy," he whispers in my ear, placing his hand on my stomach.

Dave.

My heart pace speeds up slightly.

I smile politely and try to pull away but he grabs a hold of my wrist.

I laugh nervously and try to pull way again but he doesn't allow em.

I struggle to free myself but he just tightens his grip around my wrist and I can feel the blood cutting off from my hand and the pain beginning to hit.

I try to pull his hand off of me but he stays still, grinning widely at me.

"Ow, stop it let go of me," I whine and pull myself as hard as I can but he's stronger than me.

He simply just smirks, his dark blue eyes staring into mine. I turn my gaze away.

"Why don't you come with me baby, we could really have a good time," he says roughly and grabs my ass hard with his other hand.