When we arrived at Jack's house, Nash blowed the horn a couple times and Jack G, Jack J and Sam walked out of it.
Damn. They all were suit up. I never thought they could be even more hot. Sammy was wearing a black suit with a blue tie and Jack J a blue suit with a black tie, that was pretty funny. Gilinsky was more informal, his suit was grey but he was wearing no tie and some buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned. I bet all their fans would hate me if they knew I was going to a party with the boys on a limo.
Nash, Hayes and Cam were also wearing suit. Nash' one was black with a withe shirt, without tie. Hayes was wearing the same with a funny silver bow tie.
When we got off the car I stared at Cameron. Her sexy hair messed up by the wind... That was my kryptonite. His suit was dark blue, almost black. His buttercream shirt matched perfectly with his red passion tie. Wait.
I looked at my dress.
His clothes mixed with mines. How did no one realise??
Maybe guys don't pay attention to this kind of stuff...
After some minutes talking with the guys I realised I was the only girl there.
'Guys... Where are your couples?' I asked.
'I guess they might be arriving at the party in an hour.' Johnson said.
'And... Why aren't they going with the limo?' I felt a little bit left out in the cold.
'Cause this was supposed to be the guys' limo...' Gilinsky said with a cute innocent smile.
'Oh.. Oh guys I'm sorry... I don't wanna be a nuisance, really. I can call a taxi if you-'
'Simmer down! We all wanted you to come with us, we have talked about it. You're cool!' Nash said placing his arm on my waist.
'Really?' I was too surprised to care about what Nash was doing.
'Sure! You don't wanna take pics with us all the time...' Hayes said.
'Or ask us to follow you on Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat, Vine...' Johnson added.
'Or steal our iPhones to get our phone numbers...' Sam said.
'Or try to get a kiss all the time...' Cam said looking at me with a insolent smile with his hand in his pockets.
'That's lovely when we are with our fans, but not if we have to stay with a friend, you know?' Gilinsky added.
'And that's why we love your presence.' Nash finished and pulled me closer to him.
The guys made me blush and they laughed sweetly at my reaction.
The limo arrived and we got in it. It was bigger than my room! We were sitting on couches and there was a table in the middle. I had Nash on my left, Cam on my right and Sam in front of me.
'Chris turn up the music!!' Gilinsky shouted and the driver turned on the radio.
The beat dropped and all the boys were hitting the air with their arms, it was the funniest thing I've ever seen. Nash took my arm and made me do the same as them. It was crazy.
'Let's get a round? The first of many!' Johnson said.
All the boys agreed but I had never got drunk before. I was never going to parties and my teenage years were based on books, not on alcohol.
Gilinsky raised a bottle of rum.
I didn't know what to do, I was scared.
'Hey shawty, are you okay?' Cam whispered in my ear while all the boys were shouting and the beat was dropping.
'I have never tasted alcohol before.'
'Don't worry, I'll take care of you. You can drink as long as you can control yourself, if you drink much you will loose your mind. Be safe okay?' His words were really calming.
'Okay' I smiled.
I was going to drink safely. Gilinsky gave me a glass with rum and coke. We all placed it on our lips, about to drink it.
'SHOTS ON!' Sam was the first to say that. And he drinked that.
'SHOTS ON!' Then Johnson.
'SHOTS ON!' Cam.
'What?' I said. Nash pushed my glass and I drank.
Damn it tasted good! Sweet, bubbly and with a pleasant aftertaste. I licked my lips.
'How was that?' Cam smiled at me.
'Nice! I like this! We could do it more often!' I said.
'Wooah! You are standing strong! Remember, be safe!' He winked.
I was absolutely fine, one shot couldn't affect my brain.
We had two more shots while going to LA, we laughed, we sang... Hayes made a Vine when Nash, Cam and I stood up (with difficulties but we did) and danced *Buckwild*.
'Get out guys! We arrived!' The driver turned off the music.
We got off the limo, I think I was the only one who felt a little bit dizzy. They were used to drink, so they could take more shots without feeling that the floor was moving.
We had in front of us the highest building of Los Angeles and the party was on its roof terrace.
We walked in and I felt like something was missing.
'DAMN! MY PURSE IS ON THE LIMO!' I shouted.
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Teen FictionOne day you wake up and you realize you have no friends, your family gives a damn about your life and no one in the world takes care of you. But what if he did?