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"Alright Rose, Ross, you two get 7 minutes in the closet!" Megan squealed.

"I don't wanna!" I whined.

"Just c'mon. It will be fine," he told me. I flashed him a dirty look but got up anyways.

We got into the closet and I sat down in the corner while he just stood. It was a lot more on edge in here, cut off from the rest of the group, in silence and dark.

"What is your deal with me?" I asked with a rude tone finally.

"Nothing," he said with a smile that said other wise.

"Why are you the only sober one here? Why are you trying to get everyone else drunk except yourself?" I interrogated 

"Designated driver," he shrugged.

"Bullshit. This is your girlfriends house and she is home alone for the entire weekend. There is no way you are going to go home anytime soon."

"Well you guys need someone sober. Do you not remember what just happened five minutes ago when the bottle broke? you guys need someone who is right in the head."

"Why did you make me drink all my drink?"

"You looked like you needed a break. I mean look at you, it looks like you haven't slept in weeks."

The more time I spent with him, the creepier he was to me. He has a big obsession with me, and it's weird.

He took a step closer to me and I threw a shoe at him.

"I have a boyfriend!" I yelled.

"Relax, I don't want to do anything to you," He chuckled. I gave him another menacing look.

"Don't get any closer!" I warned. He just grinned.

"Times up!" We heard from outside.

"Finally," I mumbled to myself and got up and ran out. I squinted a little bit as my eyes adjusted to the lights.

"I'm going to go get a drink before I sit back down," I announced and headed upstairs.

"Wait I'm coming with you! We can bring drinks for everyone!" Cecilia called and stumbled after me.

When we made it to the kitchen, I scanned the options I had to drink. Cecilia got to work making the rest of the group's drinks as I dug in the cooler. I found a mellow yellow and poured half of it into a cup, filling the rest of the cup up with vodka and rum. Cecilia looked at me and raised her eyebrows.

"feeling rebellious?" She slurred and winked at me.

I nodded and took a sip of my creation. It was strong and gross, but I didn't really care.

"Just a btw Cece, I didn't do anything with Ross. I wouldn't do that to you,"

We sat and smiled goofily at each other for a long time. I knew she was too drunk to take in that information, but I had to tell her.

We went back downstairs and sat down in the circle.

Fuck it, I thought, and dumped a large amount of liquid into my mouth. I shook my head as it all went down, and raised my cup up in victory.

I'm definitely going to regret this.

A/n: Shortest chapter everrr sorry about that.
















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