Kabby One Shots!!

"BITCH!" "ASSHOLE!"

AU of Kabby as seniors in Arcadia University. Abby is convinced to go to a party by her best friend Callie and meets the most annoying, most dreadful, most gorgeous man. But how does her ex-boyfriend Jake react to this new hate-love relationship? You'll have to read to find out! Enjoy.

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Abby's POV

"Callie I don't know if-"

"Please Abs pleeeaaasseee!" Callie begs. 

"I just don't think it's a good idead!" I finally got the chance to complete one of my sentences. 

I am a senior in Arcadia University, majoring in biology, and graduating top of my class in 3 weeks. Not to brag or anything, it's just that it took me a lot of work and late nights to get where I am now. I love Callie but sometimes I feel like she doesn't even know me, I hate parties!

"What isn't a good idea? Letting loose for one night? Getting fucked by some stupid hot guy until you can't even breathe?" Callie says to me and I get the stange feeling that she's lived through this before. 

"Okay two things. Number one, I am too focused on work. Number two, the fact that you can't breathe is something you should get checked out." I squint my eyes at her.

"Abigail PLEASE! Get out of your perfect-student-future-doctor persona and come to the fucking party! You're gonna have sooo much fun! I can bet you 20 dollars right now you'll get hit on the second you walk in that room. Girl you are hiding a hot ass body under all those rags you borrowed from your grandmother." I chuckle a little at the fact that she's right about the clothes I am wearing today. However, I shake my head and stand up to the mini fridge my aunt gave me as a high school graduation gift. 

"No Callie I better stay here. I have so mu-" 

"So much work to do my ass!" She interrupts me. "Don't give me that bullshit! You told me 2 days ago that your last class was yesterday so get your sexy ass in the shower and do your make-up. I'll do your hair and pick out something provocative-"

"But not slutty!" I interrupt her this time.

"But not slutty, to wear to this party!" 

"Fine." I mutter. She's gotten through my thick layer of anti-socialism. It's the one right under daddy issues and perfectionism.

I get into the bathroom and take the shortest shower I possibly can. In 15 minutes I'm out by the bathroom and I am stunned by the dress that Callie picked out for me. It is blood red and had a plunging neckline, something I wouldn't normally wear but at least it is  decent length. I nod to her for approval of the dress and start getting ready. Have to wear a seamless thong and no bra to use a dress like this one. But, I have to admit that it fist me in all the right places. After the hurtful plucking of my eyebrows, the even more agonizing waxing of my upper lip, and the curling of my hair we are ready.

At the party Callie does what I dreaded she would do the moment I said yes. She leaves me alone and goes off with some italian hottie. Now, I am currently sipping on a soda because I don't do beer, vodka, or tequila. After 10 minutes of sitting all by myself absentmindedly scrolling through my tumblr I get tapped on the shoulder. I don't know if it is because the music is too loud but the words that come out of this gorgeous man's mouth are muted. All I see are his -seemingly delicious- lips moving but all I hear is a- definitely talentless- man singing incomprehensively. "I'M SORRY BUT I CAN'T HEAR YOU!!" I signal to my ear and he chuckles and I curse the bitch that is singing because I would've loved to hear that sound. The mystery man signals me to follow him and so I do. He leads me to the kitchen where I can hear him better and I regret it.