"Cheer up (Y/F/N)! He wasn't good for you anyway" you tried to tell your friend, (Y/F/N). "You're right, but I still love him! I don't know why but I can't stop t-thinking about him.." she cried. As a friend, you wanted her to be happy, but you were fed up with her crying for the pass four days, even Colin was complaining about her crying and she was like a little sister to him. "How about me and you head out tonight for some partying? Just the two of us." She wiped her mascara. "That would be fun, b-but I have nothing to wear." You pulled her up by her hand. "We're the same size, just borrow one of my dresses" you suggested. "Thanks, Chelsea you're a true friend" she smiled. "You're like a sister to me (Y/N), you can always come to me for anything; now come on, you need a make over."
You were exiting the room when Colin walked in. "Colin, me and (Y/F/N) are going out tonight" you informed. He kissed your cheek. "Alright, have fun, I'm probably gonna had out with the guys tonight." "Okay" you replied. You went into your second walk closet. You had a lot of clothes probably more than you needed. "Let's get ready!" you squealed as you both ran into the closet.
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You and your friend stepped into the club, all eyes turned towards you. Both of you had on Saint Laurent dresses that you had just purchased, with matching heels. (Y/F/N), was enjoying the attention as you both got onto the dance floor, your eyes finally staring to adjust to the low lights in the dark California night club. You were excited to see your friend smiling after her bad breakup. You separated to go get a drink from the bar. "Margarita, please" you demanded. The bartender prepared your drink for you. A handsome, dirty blond hair man swirled his ice around in the cup, looking lonesome and in need of someone to talk to. The bartender slide the drink towards you. "Put it on my tab" blonde hair insisted. The bartender nodded, adding your drink to the tab of the unknown gentleman. Now you had to talk to him, or at least thank him. You walked over, your heels clicking on the floor. "Thanks for buying my drink." "No problem" he smiled. "I'm Chelsea."
You held out your hand for him to shake. "I'm Tyler" he smiled, taking your hand into his for a firm shake. You sat on the stool next to him. "So Tyler, what are you doing over here?" "It's a long story" he explained. You sipped on your drink. The sweet, tangy flavoring flowing over your taste buds. A small smile gracing your lips as you drank the delicious beverage. "Can you make a long story, short?" He grinned, then his face turned a little serious. "My girlfriend ran off somewhere with some guy.." he trailed off. "What didn't you stop her?" He shrugged. "I guess she's trying to get back at me for cheating on her." You were appalled, he seemed like such a sweet heart. "Why'd you cheat on her?" He stared at his hands. "I don't know, the girl was so tempting I-" "Chelsea!" your friend yelled, scurrying towards you. "What?" "You're not going to be happy." "What are you talking about?" She pulled you with her, through the crowd and upstairs to a small hallway.
"What-" She shushed you. Tyler had followed you guys. It was probably better than sitting at the bar all night. The door was cracked open and you could see Colin kissing some raven haired girl. His hands roaming her body. "Colin!" you snapped rushing into the room to pull the girl of him. "What the hell Colin!" you screamed, tears brimming at you eyes. Colin pushed the girl off of him. "Ashley, why?" Tyler asked looked at the raven haired girl, whom could easily pass for a Victoria Secret model. "Because you cheated on me!" she screamed, crossing her arms like a small child. "I made a mistake, Ash!" She broke down sobbing on the floor. "Why'd you do that to my Tyler? I loved you.." He lifted her up off the ground, carrying her out. You turned back to Colin. "Go to hell" you spat, turning on you heel to walk out. "Chelsea-" "I don't want to hear the bullshit, Colin. I'm done with your ass. You really don't care about anyone except yourself and your big ass ego." He held you by your arms as you punched him in his chest, trying not to break. "I hate you..so much" you said, barley audible. "Please, I didn't-" "Yes you did." "I don't know why I did it..I really don't.."
He let you cry in his arms. "Please baby, give me another chance. It wont happen again, it shouldn't have happened in the first place. Please.."
You know how you two felt about each other, it couldn't end here, not over this.
You nodded.
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