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Veronicas POV

By the time Friday rolled around I was a nervous wreck. Should I go to the party? " Come on V lets just go to the party and if you don't wanna stay we can leave!" I groaned. "Fine. I'll pick you up at 7:30." "Squeee thanks,Veronica !" Alexa hung up the phone and I was forced to get ready for the dumb party. I put on ripped jean shorts and a black shirt with the words "Leave" across the middle. I looked at myself in the mirror and shrugged as I pulled on my Jordan Space Jam 11s. I ran down the stairs and ran into my dad. " Hey, dad can I go to a party? I'll be back by 10:30." My dad ruffled my hair. "Sure honey just keep in touch with me okay?" "Alright, thanks, dad love you bye!" I walked out to my car and drove to Alexa's house.

At the party:

Alexa and I walked into the Dolan household .There were people already wasted and dancing everywhere. I took a deep breath as I walked into the crazy scene. Suddenly I felt someone's hands on my hips. I whirled around and there was none other than Ethan Fucking Dolan. "Hey, baby. Glad you decided to show up. " Ugh. "First of all get your hands off of me and second, don't you ever call me baby. Ever." He held up his hands in surrender. " Alright princess you're the boss." I glared at him and walked away. I went over to the bar and grabbed a drink. I gulped it down and wiped my mouth off. Then I had another shot. And another. I stumbled onto the dance floor just as "Dirty Laundry" by. Blackbear came on. I cheered and started to dance.

Ethan's POV

As I was sitting on the couch Gray came up to me. " Dude look at Veronica Andrews over there." I looked over at the direction he was pointing at. There she was. She was dancing around with such pleasure. Her beautiful brown curls were flying everywhere. Her hips were moving perfectly to the beat of the song. Damn. I need her, like right now. I got up from my spot and made my way over to her. She looked at me and smiled. "Hey, handsome." she slurred. Yep, she was definitely drunk. She wrapped my hands around her waist. "Come on dance with me." I started moving with her as she started to grind on me. Wow. This is too much for me to handle. All I know is one thing. I want her. No, I need her.

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