Best friends, best friend 💔 - Lil Xan

Chapter 1

Gabi's POV
"Ethan, stop, seriously, your being an ass. I just wanna go to my first LA party and fuck shit up and look good as hell. You can't stop me from wearing what I want to wear." I groan as my overprotective best friend tries to pull a hoodie over my head with me protesting cause I look super good right now.

"No, I don't need my friends staring at you." Ethan says still trying to put the hoodie on me.

"No, Ethan stop. I want your friends to look at me and go who's that baddie." I say with a smirk.

"Oh my fucking god Gabi! Just put the damn sweatshirt on!" He groans.

"No!" I challenge back.

"Ugh, I swear to god if you get with any of my fucking friends tonight." He says but I just keep the smirk on my face.

"Ohh you know who's hella hot, that Lil Xan guy, ohh I'd let him fuck me up." I say to piss him off.

"Okay, that's it your not coming anymore." Ethan says walking out of my room.

"Stop, Eth, you know I'm kidding. I wouldn't do that shit to you. Please let me come." I whine.

"Ugh, will you please change your damn shirt?" He asks.

"Ugh, fine." I whine walking back into my room and looking through my still unpacked suitcases.

I smirk and decided to just grab my shirt that's the same as the one I'm wearing except it's black and not white. I wait until I hear the door open and know Brielle is here so I know he isn't going to make me come back and change.

"Okay I'm ready." I say walking out of my room and into the living room area where Brielle and Ethan were standing.

"When I said change your shirt I didn't mean put the same shirt on in a different color." Ethan groans and Bri slaps his chest lightly.

"Shut up Ethan she looks fucking hot." Brielle says making me smirk.

"Exactly, I don't want my friends looking at her." Ethan says.

"Shut up Ethan. You should be proud you have such a hot best friend." Brielle says.

"And girlfriend." I add making Brielle look at me and smile.

"Your like my little sister. You don't understand how uncomfortable it makes me seeing you with your tits hanging out of your shirt." Ethan complains.

"You don't have to look." I snap back and he rolls his eyes.

"Whatever I don't have time to do this right now. Come on let's go." Ethan says grabbing Brielle's hand and smirk out in victory.

I follow the couple out of the apartment into the elevator, down to the garage and into Ethan's car. I sit in the back so Brielle can sit with Ethan.

"I don't know why it'd be so weird for you if I was with one of your friends. Your dating one of mine." I say rolling my eyes.

"It's different." He says.

"It's not but I'm not gonna argue with you right now." I say wanting to be in a good mood.

We pull up to some amazing looking house. It was gorgeous. I follow Ethan and Brielle out the car and into the house. Ethan grabs mine and Brielle's hand so we don't get lost in the crowd as he pulls us through everyone trying to find someone I guess. His grip on my wrist gets tighter as we walk through the make shift dance floor area and makes me whimper when I feel his nails slightly dig into my wrist. He couldn't hear it though the music was too loud.

"Ethan, you're hurting me." I say and his grip loosens and he sends me an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry I just didn't want to lose you." He says.