More Than A Skirt

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Loud music crashes through the speakers. I make my way around the room, passing well-wishers and drunkards. I spot Josh chatting with Simon on the other side of the room and I attempt to push my way to them. I cut across the impromptu dance floor and about make it through when an arm slips around my waist.

"Long time, no see, princess"

I spin around quickly, my arm raising as well. A loud crack sounds as my palm connects with the bastard's cheek. The music stops and everyone is dead silent, watching us.

From the corner of my eye, I watch as Josh starts walking this way.

"Ah, princess. That hurt."

"It should you fucker. How the hell did you get in here? Never mind. You have fifteen seconds to get he hell outta here, before I let my friends get to you and trust me, you won't be walking out of here if that happens. Stop fucking contacting me and get out of my life."

People awkwardly clap as I huff out the last word. Josh makes it to my side and removes Lachlan's arm and pulls me to him. He kisses my temple then nudges me behind him a bit.

"One last thing..."

Josh reels back and punches Lachlan right in the nose. The Australian bends over in pain, and that's when JJ comes up and grabs his shoulder. He proceeds to continuously push him towards the door and finally slams it in his face. The party-goers start cheering and Josh pulls me to him once again.

"My hand really fucking hurts now."