Everything »mfz and jvo (discontinued)

chapter 27

•after party•
mack's pov

"what? are you both mute now?" he laughs grinning massively making the audiences' mutter louder. i thought he could just leave me alone, i thought he was easy to erase but i guess i was wrong. really wrong. "come on! show us how much of a good couple you both are" he yells louder and by now, brandon was panicking.. he doesn't like being the center of attention and i could see why.

"it'll be fine, he's a dick, just breathe" i whisper to him and he smiles holding my hand. "wanna get out of here? i heard the after party is in full blast!" lauren tells me and i simply nod. johnny wasn't about to ruin this night, i won't let him. i grabbed all my things as quickly as i could and walked out of there with the gang leaving john to call after us on stage.

crazy? manipulative? disgusting?
yes all of the above.

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as we arrived, the party was indeed in full swing. most people were arriving from the dance just like us and some ditched it for this. if you looked around, it really looked like the cliché all american high school parties with red solo cups everywhere and people partying like the day will never end. there was punch that of course wasn't normal punch, there was brownies that weren't exactly just batter and chocolate and so much more.

"shots?" the blond yells out. "duh!" i reply as she lays out a couple of shot cups and dumps vodka in each. "mackenzie!" a familiar manly voice screeched and i turn back only to see the brunette standing behind me. "yes?" i say trying to hear him through the blasting music. "i'm going home, take care alright, my parents called.." i simple pout and give brandon a big hug leaving him to merge onto the overspilling crowd.

"okay, take three shots now and if you get a guy to ask you to dance, you come back and take four more" she says giggling. i took all three shots, one after another and immediately i felt woozy. "TIME TO PARTAY" i yelled and she laughs coming onto the dance floor too and holding onto some muscular guys. "wanna dance?" the black haired one whispers into my ear and i nod almost immediately making him laugh.

"what's your name beauty?" he whispers once more with his alcoholic breath stinging my eyes , his breathe stank. badly. "m-mackenzie" i say wrapping my arms around him. well after that, you know what happens, history. me and lauren returned to the shots and took four each and let's just say, we were dead drunk as the night progressed.

"LAUREN" i yell through the music trying to keep myself up, but it was no use, i collapsed on what seemed like a muscular body that was sat on the couch. my vision was blurry and all i could feel was his breath, he held onto me and dragged me up to a room upstairs where it was a little silent. i spread myself across the sheets and tried to picture the guy standing in front of me.

"w-who are y-ou?" i questioned, hiccuping along most of the words. "that doesn't matter right now" the voice called out and i'm pretty sure i've heard that voice before. but who could it be. "can you just like t-ell me?" i repeat but was interrupted by my sudden need to vomit. i sprint across the wooden floor, into the bathroom, letting out all the waste inside of me fall into the shiny white toilet. well not white anymore.

"oh god, how much did you even have to drink?!" the voice once again spoke while the figure's hands held my hair back. "l-ike 8 shots or someth-" i reply attempting to finish my sentence but was once again, interrupted by my stupid vomiting needs. "we need to get you home and as much as i dislike you, i'm not that heartless to leave you here." he says helping me back up.

"no no no no!m-y mom's going to kill me if i go home l-ike this! c-ould you text her from my phone saying i'm staying at the orlandos" i was desperate at this point and i was risking getting grounded for life but this guy has got to help me. "alright, give it to me" he snaps back and i rapidly take my phone out of my boobs and hand it to him, if only i could see his reaction.

after a few seconds, he hands me back the phone and picks me up. "where's lauren?" he asks placing me down on the bed once more. "i don't know, don't ask me" i answer shrugging my shoulders and the room goes silent, i rub my eyes slowly and my vision seemed to be clearing and i could see the blond-ish figure standing in front of me. its eyes followed my every move and i layed down again spreading myself across the sheets and shutting my eyes, ranting to the guy.

"you know, i have this guy at my school, and he really hates me because i didn't like him back when he liked me, so he's trying to make my own life miserable because of his, and i wouldn't be drunk right now if it wasn't for him but like i did like him back before and i don't know why he hates me right now but like i love his anger coz it makes my blood boil you know what i mean" i say taking a deep breath after ranting to a complete stranger. "i need to get lauren and we'll be on our way" he said after a short minute of silence.

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i don't remember the drive to the orlandos at all. i don't remember how i ended up waking up in this room right now, next to a male figure. i don't remember a single thing about last night. what's going on?