"well aren't you cuter when you're sober mara"
in which rosalinda meets a very drunk and obnoxious nick mara at a bar and needs to deal with his overly detailed blabbering about his sad love life. after that night the word "ma" keeps ringing in her...
"i'm so nervous i'm gonna vomit" i say to elton. i check myself in the mirror for what seems like the hundredth time and take a deep breath. "you look banging my love and it's just a party don't stress it" he replies. "a party with a boyband and their entourage" i say nervously fixing my outfit. "imma get u some bubbly to loosen u up" elton says and walks away to the kitchen.
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(yes she makes a pistol bag look stylish we love one fashion icon only sorry edwin!!! also i like to imagine her just carrying around a tazer in there just in case nick gets drunk again lmaoo) //
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this house is jam packed. i can barely breathe in the middle of all these people who i don't even know. i walk around clueless looking for a familiar face and i run into a boy with glasses who i recognize to be brandon from the boyband since they all started following me on insta and i them. "oh hi you're rose right?" the boy says and i giggle. "rosa but yes i am" i answer nervously fidgeting with my gold belt. a girl is standing next to brandon and she smiles at him wide as the music shifts to bon jovi. "lets go danceee b" the girl begs him still with the same smile and he smiles equally as hard at her and turns to me. "yo uhm nick is somewhere in that corner over there" he gestures to an area of their house "it was nice finally meeting you but i gotta blast" he goes away, dragged by the hand of the brunette and they start dancing. i make my way across the crowd looking for nick. "MA!" i hear someone yell. oh here we go. i turn around and almost bump heads with nick. after an awkward couple of seconds i say with a smirk: "well aren't you cuter when you're sober mara". "who says i'm sober?" he implies and i raise my eyebrows at him. "well edwin promised me he wouldn't let you touch booze today and he better have kept that damn promise" i answer and nick lets out a raspy and small laugh. i can tell his throat is sore, maybe from all the singing. "i am sober" he says and i tilt my head in disbelief "i promise" he adds with a smile. "i don't break promises rosalinda" i hear edwins voice say and i turn to face him "he's as clean as any prettymuch song unfortunately". "besides on my way" nick says, "and solita". "quit ruining my jokes nicholas" edwin says and i laugh at them. "i gotta go grab becca a drink before she chokes me to death but enjoy the party y'all" edwin says before leaving us alone once again. "it's nice to know you're not gonna start blabbering about your life again" i say to nick and he balances his weight on his feet back and forth. is this bitch nervous? "who knows? i'm italian, we talk a lot" he answers and i smile a small smile "especially when we're drunk" he adds "and when we're flirting" he adds once more and i watch as his lips curve into a smirk when he takes a sip of his drink. i feel my throat getting dry, my heart beating faster and the huge urge to cough. fuck. fuck fuck fuck. i try to cough as discretely as possible but what comes out is a gagging mess. nicks eyes widen at me and he starts laughing. "was that supposed to be a cough?" he asks and i roll my eyes. "don't test me mara" i say and he smirks. "we'll see about that" he says and we sit down on the couch for hours on end.
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teehee did y'all catch my girl bec this chapter being as jovi as always ;) ? this story happens after stay jovi (my other book go peep if u haven't yet) which i haven't finished at all BUT YOLO
