I Hate Clichès

First kisses and Broken Trust

Tyler's P.O.V

When I wake up, I take in my surroundings. I see a blonde girl laying next to me, a small red dress in the corner, liquor all over the floor and condom wrappers scattered around the room.

Oh, god.

Carefully, I get up and put my clothes back on; careful not to wake up the girl next to me. See, if I do wake her she'll ask for number, then ask to go out, then want a relationship with me. I definitely do not want that. I'm not a one-woman guy.

I feel my head pound and my throat is dry. This is why I need Natalia, normally she would help me.

But where is she!

As soon as I get my clothes on and gather my things, I almost scream I'm frustration. Natalia. I was supposed to take care of her and help her, After all it was her first party; we'll not really. Normally when she comes to a party she doesn't have fun, she just drives me home or helps me with my hangover. Sometimes I can't believe how lucky I am to have her as a friend, I mean I'm terrible friend.

I walk down the stairs and walk out the door. Luckily, Grace is there, waiting for me by my car. She has a worried and upset expression on her face.

"Hey, what's the matter Grace?" I ask. I pull my keys out of my pocket and open the door.

"I feel so terrible for leaving Nat, Tyler. And you know what the worst part is?" She asks.

I shake my head.

"She's not anywhere! I searched the whole house for her, and called her ten times; she didn't answer once." She says, frowning.

I sigh and shake my head. "She has to be here, I mean where else could she be?" I ask.

"I don't know, but if we tell her mom, a cop, that we left her daughter in a party, alone, and that we were drunk; she will kill us and arrest us!" She yells, pacing back and forth.

I sigh and walk over to her, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Listen, we won't tell her. We'll look for her and once we find her we can say that we slept over at my place, alright?"

She nods and gets in my car. "Okay." 

Natalia's P.O.V.

"It's too much! It won't fit, Avery!" I groan.

He smirks at me, then leans in close. "That's what she said."

"Shut up! Look these marshmallows are too big to play chubby-bunny." I point out.

Currently, Avery and I are trying to keep occupied while waiting for Noah and Charlie to come back. And so far we've done everything.

And no, not like that. Get your mind out of the gutter!

We played hide and seek, monopoly, Sorry, Lemonade; which he was really good at, and we watched four movies. So now, we decided to play Chubby-bunny, then do the cinnamon challenge.

"They're fine, Nat. Let's just play."

I sit down on my bed and he sits across from me. Carefully, I take a marshmallow and pop it in my mouth.

"Chubby-bunny." I say confidently, and to my surprise the marshmallow fits.

Avery smiles and takes one too. He puts it in his mouth and moans in delight."Chubby-bunny."

I take another one and put it in my left cheek, before smiling. "Chubby-bunny."

He smirks, then takes two marshmallows and puts them in his mouth. "Chubby-bunny." He says, but his voice sounds garbled; Like he's choking on something.