For a seventeen year old girl, who had been going through a lot, you were happy when your best friend decided to throw a house party, one where you were hoping to clear your mind.
"Y/N you're here!" She shouted from the kitchen while you walked through. You laughed at her when she threw her arms around you.
"You're looking sexy hot!" She screeched before running off back into the party.
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"I need a drink." You mumbled to yourself and went to grab one. Five boys stood just opposite to where you were and you couldn't help but double look at the one who was eyeing you up and down.
"Hey I'm Zach. What's your name?" He asked, walking over to you.
"I'm Y/N." You smiled, taking the alcoholic beverage in front of you.
"What's a beautiful name. Wanna talk properly somewhere a bit quiet?" He questioned, scratching the back of his neck while his friends whistled at him.
"Sure." You followed him to the backyard, where there were a lot less people and a lot less music.
"So what brings you to Y/F/N's party?" He asked, sipping on straight vodka, it made you cringe but you shrugged it off.
"She's my best friend. What about you?" You questioned, taking a seat by her pool on the sun lounger. He started laughing and it made you confused.
"I'm her cousin." Out of all the years you had known her, this beautiful cousin was never mentioned.
"How come I never heard about you?" You asked him.
"Because according to her, she didn't want me to get near or even flirt with her best friend. But I guess I broke the first rule." He grinned making you laugh.
"You look beautiful tonight by the way." Zach complicated you, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. Your cheeks slightly reddened at his movements.
"Strike one Zach." You joked, downing the rest of your drink.
"I grew up in Texas, what about you?" He asked you, scooting a little closer to you.
"You've got so many questions on your mind." You giggled.
"I've gotta get to know you. After all, I'm not leaving here without your number Y/N. And even if you don't give me it, I'll get it from Y/F/N." He laughed.
"Stalker much? Anyway, Corona California, born and raised." You answered his previous question.
"Well Miss Y/N from Corona California, I would love to speak again sometime." He smiled. Who would've thought that night ended up in a happy and loving relationship?
