A/N : based on the song closer. I'm sorry I'm crap at uploading and also I SAW JACK WHITEHALL THIS WEEK IF YALL DONT KNOW WHO HE IS HES PERFECT 😂
Parties weren't her thing lately.
Especially not when it was the party of her ex.
She had to come though, she promised it.
Y/N and Patrick broke up four months ago. She couldn't even remember why, only knew that she missed him more than anything.
But that didn't mean she was ready to see him.
Tonight was his big party. The Album launch party. And she promised four months ago she would be there, no matter what.
Back then she didn't know what would happen, didn't know they would break up. She hoped he wouldn't invite her but he did, sent her a text with the details and said he was looking forward to seeing her.
And now she was sitting inside the bar where the party was at. She was so incredibly uncomfortable and feeling so out of place that she wanted to get up and leave as soon as possible but somehow she couldn't.
She was sitting there next to Meagan, sipping on a cocktail that didn't have enough alcohol to make her feel at peace. Meagan kept an eye on her the whole time, noticing the little changes in her. Her hair has gotten longer. Her body looked like she did sports on a regular basis. Her makeup was different, her plump lips painted in a shade of red and her eyes framed with long curled lashes that would make any man fall for her immediately.
She looked amazing.
Even though she didn't feel amazing at all.
She was only waiting for him to enter the party. Then she would say 'hi', congratulate him and then leave. That was her plan. But when he entered the bar her plans quickly changed.
God, he looked good. He was wearing a black suit which she assumed was Gucci, Yves Saint Laurent or any other expensive brand. He was wearing a white button down underneath which deserved the name 'button down' rather than 'button up' because only three buttons were done.
He wore one of those black silk scarfs that she loved to tug on while being on top of him and riding him so hard the headboard slammed agai-
"You okay?" Meagan asked quietly when she realized her brother (Im this Meagan and Patrick are siblings and that's how she met Pete) was there.
"Yes." Y/N replied.
No.
She wasn't okay.
God, how she missed him.
He came over when he saw her. Her brain was screaming at her to leave, to turn around and hide in the bathrooms until he was gone but she didn't. She stood up from where she was sitting when he reached her, a bit unsteady on her legs from all the alcohol she consumed.
"Easy, love." he said and held onto her arm to steady her.
Has his voice always been so sexy?
"Hi." she breathed.
"Hey." he whispered.
They stared at each other for a few moments before Y/N cleared her throat and shrugged his hand off.
"Congratulations on your album. You did really well."
She saw the sadness that flickered through his eyes when she pulled away from him but he caught himself quickly.
"Thank you, love."
That's when Meagan saved them both from the awkwardness.
"Hi, big brother." she greeted him and pulled him into a hug.
"I'm so proud of you."
Y/N excused herself to get another drink, downing it within a few seconds. She wasn't nearly feeling as drunk as she had to be in order to get through this party.
She watched from the bar how Patrick mingled with everyone, shaking hands and exchanging smiles.
She thought she was fine. Thought she would get through this without needing to get absolutely wasted but apparently she was wrong.
