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Karaoke Is Fun When You're Drunk (Cashley~)

(Ashley's P.O.V.~)

I was sitting in my house, doing nothing but just messing with my Bass. I'm so bored! We have the day off, and everyone else is off doing their own thing. Andy's with Juliet, Jake is hanging out with Jinxx at Jake's place, and CC's hanging out with Lauren...I hate being single. I sighed and decided to just watch some TV. I turned the TV on, and started flipping through channels, when there was a knock on my door. I put my Bass down, got up, and went over to the door. I opened it to see a sad looking CC, standing in front of me.

"Hey CC, what's wrong?" I asked. I noticed his eye were red and puffy..Had he just been crying? "I um..L-Lauren cheated on me, and...I didn't know who to go to.." His eyes glassed over, like he was just about to cry. "Oh CC, I'm so sorry." I pulled him into a hug and he hugged back, burying his head in my shoulder. "I-I loved her, Ash...I walked in on her with some other guy and...I-I just ended it." I sighed and said "It's her fault, not yours...She shouldn't have played with your heart like that..Hey, do you wanna go out tonight? We can get drunk and you can forget all about her." He giggled and said "Yeah, let's go."

We got in CC's truck and drove off to the nearest bar. Lauren must be fucking stupid to do that to CC. He's the sweetest guy ever. He's so nice, he's funny..He's simply fucking adorable! CC's one of my best friends, and I love him. After a few minutes, we pulled into the parking lot of some bar. I hope CC can forget about his cheating finance...He deserves so much better than her.

(30 Minutes Later~)

"ASSHHLEEEY!! I'M BOOOORREED!" CC whined, leaning against me for support...He was wasted, and so was I. Being drunk is so much fun. "ASHLEY LOOK! THEY..THEY H-HAVE A..A KARAOKE MACHINE!! LET'S SING TOGETHER!" I busted up laughing, and said "CC, you can't siiiinng." He gasped and pouted. "Yes I can! I can sing very beautifully!...I think..Please Ashessss? I wanna siiiiinnng!" I groaned and said "Fine! Let's go..Pick a song first." His face lit up and he yelled "WHOO! LOOK OUT BITCHES, IMMA MAKE IT ON AMERICAN IDOL!" I laughed at him and stumbled over to the stage. Fuck, I'm hammered.

A couple minutes later, CC drudged over to the stage, grinning like the Chesire Cat on Crack. "I-I picked out a good song...It's pretty." I chuckled and asked "What did you pick, Chuppy?" He smiled when I called him by his other nick name. He said "Just The Way You Are by um..Bruno Mars." I giggled and felt my heart flutter a little...I love that song. I don't know if it's the alchohol but right now, I'm feeling really...weird around CC right now around CC. I shrugged it off, and the song started.

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"WHEN I SEE YOUR FAAACCE!! THERE'S NOT A THING THAT I WOULD CHAAANGE! CAUSE YOU'RE AMAZING..JUST THE WAY YOU ARE! AND WHEN YOU SMIIIIILLE! THE WHOLE WORLD STOPS AND STARES FOR A WHILLE! CAUSE GURL YOU'RE AMAZIIINGG, JUST THE WAY YOU AREE!" CC and I yelled into the Mic, laughing our asses off. People were looking at us like we just gave birth to a Peacock or somthing. The song ended, and very little people clapped. We stumbled off the stage and I said "Oh my Goooooddd! We sounded so goood!" CC cackled like a chipmunk and so did I. I still felt so weird around him..I can't figure out what it is, but I think I'm horny.. no surprise there. I smiled and said "Hey, let's..let's go back to my place.." he said "YAY! SLEEPOVER!"

We had the bartender call us a cab and when it got there, we got in the back and I told the driver where to go. A few minutes later he said "We're here." And I thanked him. We got out and staggered down the driveway, CC almost fallin in the process. I busted up laughing and said "You're drunk, Chuppy." "I am not!" He defended. "I am sober as a..um..I'm sober as Ronnie Radke!" I chuckled and said "Suuuree you are." I managed to unlock my front door, with CC standing right behind me, pawing at me for attention. "Ashhyyy!!" he whined. He started playing with my hair, running his fingers through it, and tugging at it gently. I bit my lip, fighting the urge to moan at his touch. Hair tugging is one of my weaknesses.