Wicked Games (book one)

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song for chapter:
you and I - pvris
| and if you and I, can make it through the night |
(highly recommend + put on repeat)

jaylee's pov
prom night

my eyes traveled around the gym that was decorated perfectly with white tapestry, baby pink balloons and golden confetti.

a smile was permanently on my lips as ethan held onto my finger tips, guiding me through the gym. my eyes admired how everything was set up, taking in the moment.

this is the last school event we as seniors will all be together at, other than graduation.

ethan turned his head around, looking back at me over his shoulder. seeing me smiling caused him to smile, then turning back forward.

"ethan! jaylee!" osman yelled out a bit too loud, causing my attention to immediately turn onto him.
osman was standing in a circle with a bunch of the guys, including grayson.

"yo." ethan laughed as he let go of my hand, wrapping his arms around osman to greet him. "what's up, buddy." ethans smile was wide, being amused by osmans obvious drunk state.

osman unwrapped his arms from around ethan, holding up the water bottle that was in his hand. "I'm having a fucking fantastic time thanks to my friend right here." he pointed to the half filled water bottle that most likely wasn't filled with water.

a bunch of the guys laughed at how messy osmans words were sounding, and at how ridiculous his actions were.

"he pregamed and has been drinking here." grayson chuckled to himself as he told ethan, leaning in towards him to talk over the music.

ethan patted osman's arm roughly, "that a way." he hyped up his friend keeping an encouraging tone.

"wanna come with me to get more?" a smooth smirk crossed osmans mouth as he tried to sound convincing to ethan, lifting his eyebrows upwards.

"I'm driving." ethan told him, speaking loudly over the music-keeping a plain look on his face.

osmans eyebrows furrowed, pursing his lips. "oh come on pussy boy, just one glass of champagne! the teachers think it's juice." osmans voice laced with instigation in order to convince ethan.

ethans head turned towards me, letting his lips split from each other to show his teeth as he gave me a cheesy smile. "please?" he asked sweetly in order to convince me.

I shrugged my shoulders, laughing to myself a little bit. "go for it, I'll drive home." I told him so he wouldn't have to limit himself.

he turned back to osman with a wide smile as his eyes widened, both of them looking at each other with excitement. he turned his attention back to me. "you're the best."

"let's go." osmans elbow nudged ethans, signaling for them to go get their drinks from wherever osman had hid them.

both of them took off with pure excitement filling their bodies, guiding each other through the crowd of people.

I laughed a little bit under my breath as I watched them, then turned my attention back to the group.

my eyes landed on grayson, standing tall as his hair was messily slicked backwards. his tux made him look more masculine, looking older.