Song for this chapter: Aftertaste by Shawn Mendes
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"Axel! What the hell?!" Axel is standing in front of me, bottle in hand. His hair is a mess and his eyes are bloodshot.
"What the hell are you doing?!" He screams at me.
"Uh.. having fun?" I whisper. He swings his arm up, causing him to stumble around. He's definitely drunk.
"By fucking making out with some guy you don't even know?!"
"I guess... but why do you care anyway? You broke up with me!" I retort, finding my confidence.
"But you lied to me! And that still doesn't give you the right to fucking suck faces with some random right in front of me!" I can't decipher this; jealousy? Anger? Just him being drunk?
"What? I didn't even know you were here, Axel. Please, what is this about?" I ask as I stand cautiously. He covers his face with has hands for a second then walks towards me. He takes my face in his hands. I, too confused to do anything, just stand there. He brings his lips to mine. I get lost in the moment, kissing back. I then realise what's going on and push him away.
"Axel! Stop, you're drunk!" I push him off me and stumble out of the door. I hear him smash a bottle behind me and my heart aches. Does he regret breaking up with me?
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I stumble back in the club, clutching my head. I see Alice against the wall, kissing a different guy from earlier. I rush over and clutch her arm.
"We need to go!" I hiss. She stops kissing the guy and looks at me.
"What! Why?" She glares at me.
"Axel! He- ugh never mind. I'm calling Mikey." I fold my arms and strut away.
"Hey Mikey."
"Aspen? It's like 2am!" I sigh.
"I know. Look Axel was at the club, he's drunk, he got angry and kissed me. Alice won't leave, she's too busy sucking the face of every guy in here. Please come get me!" I beg, so tired and drunk I'm almost falling over.
"Yeah. Ok. I'll be there soon." I hear movement on the other side.
"Thanks Mikey."
"Mhmmm." He says, half asleep.
He hangs up and I sit on the side of the road.
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A/N
Sorry this is really short, I'm barely even awake right now. I'm literally a zombie. I mean, I'm so tired I can't even make up something witty.
So sorry for this shitty chapter, please forgive me.
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