Playing Games (Nash Grier)

6. Wasted

Rosie had to give me the clothes she bought, because she was going to sleep in my house. So right now I was wearing a high-waisted short and a white stripped crop top. It wasn't the type of thing I would wear, but I looked pretty. My hair was almost dry, but the curls were gone, all that "hard" work for nothing.

I haven't seen Nash since the pool incident and honestly I didn't want to.

"THE ALCOHOL IS HERE MOTHERFUCKERRRRRSSSS" I heard someone yell but I couldn't care less about who was.

I went to the table where the alcohol was and picked a cup and filled it with vodka and sprite, I tasted it. Holy shit men; this was just how I liked, not too much vodka, not too much sprite, just the perfect amount of both of them.

I started drinking, one cup after another one, until I lost the count, I started feeling happy and dizzy, and with me that wasn't a good combination.

I started dancing like, I was the only one in the improvised dance floor, I felt free, I felt numb, like nothing could ever get to me. I felt someone grab me by the waist and spun me around. I had my eyes closed and didn't really cared at the moment so I just kept dancing and by the smell of the perfume and their hands I could tell it was a guy, and tall guy in front of my 5'8 height, so I guess he was 6'0 foot, also he had a really nice perfume.

He pulled me closer and I opened my eyes.

And that's how you kill a moment. It was the dumbass a.k.a Nash, I'm really pissed off about early and that smirk of him just makes me want to punch him in the face even more, but realizing that I was wasted, I just smiled at him. And then he laughed. And I realized that he was wasted too.

"You know, I felt sorry after I jumped in the pool with you, but it disappeared in the moment you got out of the pool" He said while pulling me closer to him.

Normally, if I was in my 5 senses I would've kick him in the throat, but me being drunk, actually liked being this close to him, so I pulled him closer.

He being the flirty motherfucker he is, put his hands on my thighs, me being fucking wasted liked it. And for once in my life, I just let loose.

I just enjoyed the moment, and I danced with Nash, and just closed my eyes and got closer to him.

Then out of nowhere, he tried to kiss me, I wasn't that drunk to let that happen, so I moved my face, and with the luck that I have, the kiss that was meant for my mouth ended up in my neck, don't ask me how, because I don't even know that happened.

You could of have guess that he would pull apart from me and ask me why I moved me face, but I wasn't surprised when he didn't.

To be clearer, he started kissing my neck.

I let out a gasp, because of the closeness, but it became a moan when I realized that I was actually enjoying the feeling that his lips on my neck were giving me. I my hand ended up tangled in his hair and now, I was pulling it tightly.

Then my back hit a wall. To be honest I didn't even realized when we started moving, but I couldn't have cared less at that moment. He stopped and I was ready to punch him from stopping, when his lips were just a few inches away from mine, he was breathless and was trying to recover.

For anyone who saw it from every angle possible would think we were kissing but we really weren't and I thought I was going to let that happen until I felt a flash on my side, I quickly took Nash by the hair and got his face away from mine but not so much, I realized that he was carrying me. I quickly blushed and heard him laugh. He gently put me down, and I didn't really knew what to do, so I just looked down at my feet then back a Nash, I ended up telling him I wanted to go home, and he said that we should go and look for Rosie and Shawn. And so we did.

Fuck this shit.

Why do I always have to interrupt her making out with Shawn?! Thanks God I wasn't the one who had to do it this time; Nash was the one who talked.

"Uhmmm guys, I think we should head home now, since it's 2 and the morning, so uhmm, yeah" Nash said scratching his neck.

Shawn and Rosie broke apart and looked at us with smiles, I don't know why, I'll ask Rosie tomorrow.

"Okay" they both said in unison. I swear it freaks me out how they said the same things at the same time.

We got to Nash's car and jumped in. me in the passenger seat, and the lovebirds in the back.

After a couple of minutes we got to my house and Rosie got out of the car and Shawn went with her to day goodbye.

"So..." I said looking at Nash at this point we both had sober up, but he wasn't that drunk.

"So..." he trailed off while looking at me like a lost puppy "I'll see you on Monday?" he asked, nervous?

"Yeah" I smiled at him "Bye Nash" I said while giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Bye sweetheart" He said giving me a big smile. I just blushed, I was about to get out of the car when he stopped me.

"Oh and by the way, I like us better when we're wasted." He said smiling. I just laughed.

As I was making my way to my house I walked by Shawn.

"Bye Shawn" I said smiling at him.

"Bye Sarah" He said smiling back.

I entered the house, locked and went to my room, just to see Rosie already asleep. I changed my clothes and made a really messy pony tail. And as I laid on my bed I smiled thinking of Nash. And like that I fell asleep.

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A/N:

The bitch is back! lol, but anyways late update because I thought why not? I hope you like it, and for the next chapter I want 10 votes and 13 comments :) have a happy rest of the day.

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-skynolimit