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we get out of dan's car, and he leads the way to the party. we get there and it's dark, but we can still see and hear the copious amounts of people

dan takes my hand as we enter the house and find the alcohol stash

dan: what do you want?

joy: whatever is gonna get me the most fucked up

he gives me a smirk and begins mixing almost everything that he can find

dan: here you go

he hands me the solo cup as he cracks open a beer. i smell the drink

joy: this is gonna be great

20:30

dan's pov

i've made joy about 4 more drinks, not that i'm trying to get her drunk or anything like that. she just keeps asking for more. i keep her in my sight, the boys here sometimes can't control themselves

as we dance she gets in front of me and starts grinding. i laugh but she's serious about it, this doesn't mean anything though she's far too drunk to know what she's doing. i grab her hips and spin her around, she makes eye contact as she grabs my crotch i groan

fuck

i move her hand away

dan: hey, let's not do something you'll regret

joy: i know what i'm doing, you just need to relax and let it happen

dan: joy, this isn't the place to do this

she takes my hand and brings me to a corner

joy: what about here?

dan: no, you don't want to do this with me, you're wasted

joy: what about in the car earlier?

i blush

joy: it's like you were a different person

dan: sometimes that happens, but that's beside the point. you don't want to be fooling around with me, you'll regret it like everyone else does

joy: i don't think anyone regrets fooling around with you

she grabs the collar of my shirt and pushes her lips against mine. i push away

dan: this is the last time i'm gonna tell you, stop. now. you'll. regret. it

20:50

i stay in the corner, watching her from afar. she's so beautiful, even if she is terribly dancing. but who am i to talk? i can't dance for shit

she's with kyle's boyfriend and a few of his friends, i continue to sip my beer. i see a familiar body get closer to joy, i tense up, gripping the bottle

patrick

he's the one that rebecca, my ex, cheated on me with

he gets closer to joy, his crotch now pressed up against her arse. she turns around and....

kisses him

she kisses him

not again

*flash back

rebeccaa: dan, you can't give me what i want

dan: i've given you everything, please don't leave me

patrick: she wants me, snap back into reality and realize that you can't just be the 'cute nerdy guy'. no one wants that

*end of flashback

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