Falling For The Playboy... Again. {COMPLETED}[SAMPLE](READ ON DREAME)

Chapter 6.

The party was in full swing, as we parked my baby on the driveway. The loud thumping of bass from the stereo could be heard... god, where are the neighbors? Aren't they getting disturbed by all this? We walk to the main entrance of the gigantic mansion, somehow, maneuvering ourselves from making-out or gnawing each other's faces couples and a few drunkards, here and there.

"It's amazing!" Alyssa sighs, dreamily. I glare at her, as she walks inside... into the hellhole. That stupid, blonde bitch of a best friend.... I am so gonna kill her... As I walked inside, the number of people steadily increased. I gingerly stepped over and around the people either already passed out or people doing smoke and weed. I couldn't help but cough, glaring at the insensitive beings, killing themselves as well as killing the innocents.

I walk deep inside, only to come in a room with cabinets and dining table... the kitchen. All messed up and dirty. Literally. A couple eating each other on that table... god, I pity Destiny and her family who eat on that table. I walk to the shelf, bringing a red cup of orange juice when I feel a hand on my waist and a familiar smell on my neck. I smile. Turning around to see my awesome boyfriend. Drunk as fuck. I sigh, smile fading. He promised me not to drink anymore! He broke his promise.

"Lebby!" I grit.

"Taaammmmmmyyyyyy.....IIIIIIIIIIIII llllllloooooooouvvvvvvvvvveeee yyyyyyyyuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!!!" He slurs, as I couldn't help but chuckle, helping him to stand properly.

"Why did you drink, Lebby?" I say, making him laying on the couch nearby. He just chuckles, murmuring something about force, Winterbottoms.... I frown.

"Look who's here?" I turn around, after hearing a familiar voice. I had an urge to grain, after seeing his smirking face.

"Patterson!" I sneer.

"Lockwood!" he winks, and this time I think I groan.

"leave me alone, Patterson!" I say, irritatingly.

"Not can do, love!" he smirks.

I frown. "I'm not love. Call someone else----"

"... Love." he comes closer, pressing me on the wall, as there is a little bit distance left between us. My breath hitches, as he leans over, his hot minty smell on my bare neck. "You look gorgeous as always, Amara!" he leans back, winks and just looks at me.
I am about to say when Lebby groans. I look at my passed-out boyfriend, sighing. "he is in a very bad stage..." Talon states the obvious, to which I roll my eyes. Duh.

"I am gonna take him back home... Can you please tell Alyssa about it.." I try to lift my heavy boyfriend from his shoulders. Keyword.. Try.

"Amara." I look at him. His expression is no longer amusing and smirking. He looked serious. "You don't deserve this." My eyebrows raise, "You don't deserve to be a servant for him. You are his girlfriend, not a servant. You always do work for him whether you like it or not. You always try to make him happy.. But he never does that."

"Talon. Stop. You don't know anything."

"What kind of a boyfriend would say no when his girlfriend asked him to come and meet her parents?.. But he did. He never makes you hap---" And I slapped him. He just glares at me.

"You don't know anything...
What would you know about how it feels to be in a relationship? All you do is sleep with girls, use them and throw them away like used tissues..." I say. And I continue. "Caleb makes me feel like I am the best person in the world. He makes me laugh and smile... Ya, I know we fight.. But that's the beauty of every relationship.. He is a part of me and I am his... Don't judge our relationship with your fucking stupid brain... You don't know anything.. Anything about him... Anything about me.! "