vertigo ; eden/jonathan ng fanfiction

one.

Aria's POV

I hear a knock on the door and instantly jump up in excitement. I twist the knob open and see Jon. My face falls when I realise what he's brought with him.

"You're not supposed to be bringing that." I say, pointing towards the bag he puts all his DJ-ing stuff in. "When I said we were going to a party, I meant having fun. Not doing a gig."

"If I'm not doing the music then how is everyone gonna get hyped up?" He asks, a panicked expression on his face.

I smirk at his cockiness. "Mikey will do perfectly fine without your help."

I walk back inside my walk-in closet, finishing off my make up for tonight as Jon places his bag safely on the couch and jumps in my bed, destroying the arrangement of my perfectly placed pillows. The first few times he did that, I got proper mad but now that he did that in a normal basis, I basically stopped trying to clean it and just waited for the maids to fix it.

"Remember the last time I trusted Mikey to take over? Everyone started leaving at 2AM. That's how dead his music is." He says, playing with one of my animal plushies.

I ignored his diss towards one of our friends and walk out of the closet and closing the door, finally done with everything. ***outfit attached***I jump in the bed with him and we talk about our plans for the summer. Our friend group was planning on our epic one month long road trip around America that we did every summer but Jon and I wanted to go backpacking in Europe instead. Usually, he'd talk about it with ecstasy but whenever I brought the topic up these past few days, he'd shoot it down and change the subject. We talked for a while about random stuff before getting interrupted by the Uber driver. We grab our jackets and head out.

"You know I could drive us to the house party right?" He says with an offended tone, as if I didn't trust him to drive us safely going there and coming home. The truth is, I really didn't. My plan was to make him have a good time and get absolutely smashed and if my plans come through, then he really wouldn't be able to drive.

"I told you, I'm planning to make everyone completely shitfaced. Its our last party as freshmen. This is like our right of passage towards sophomore year." I say as we get in the Uber.

He looks at me, a crazy look in his eyes and a smile spread across his face. He always looked at me that way whenever he thinks the words I say are too wild and obnoxious and my breath always gets taken away. I shrug it off as always. He's your best friend Aria, you can't like him. That's like incest.

And I should've listened to myself.