– rule number 1, is that you gotta have fun.
her black tight dress fits her body perfectly. 'Tongue Tied' by Grouplove is blasting and she's alone, dancing her heart out, not knowing where her friends have gone.
most people are busy playing some drinking games, some people are making the hell out.
most people don't know the song, but he does.
'don't leave me tongue tied, let's stay up all night, i'll get real high, slumber party, pillow fight,'
she catches his eyes as they sing along to the next verse, smiling at each other.
'my eyes and your eyes, like peter pan up in the sky. my best friend's house tonight, let's bump the beats till beddy-bye,'
"you know the song!" he exclaims, practically shouting at her ear.
"i, know the song. my favorite, actually." she laughs.
"Uh, Noah. Noah Thompson."
"I'm Natasha. Natasha Brooks."
"I know." he smiles, running his fingers through his oh-so-awesome hair.
"i think you might want a drink.. or two?"
"or three?"
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how to be a heartbreaker
Short Storyshe doesn't believe in love. the concept of falling for someone just to get her heart broken doesn't seem to intrigue her anymore. she doesn't risk losing again, and thinking that love is a mere addiction she doesn't want to participate in, atleast...
