I Blame Wattpad for My High Expectations of Men

Chapter 3 - When did my hand get so big?

*Author's Note: Finally! As mentioned before guys, this is the chapter that I believe will either make or break your interests for whether or not you'd like the book to continue. Thus, it's crucial for me to know your most honest thoughts on the content. That being said, please make sure to comment, but also vote and share if you feel like it's worthy of it! Stay blessed! :)*

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~Flashback Continued~

UPDATE: two hours and only three vodka shots later, as funny as drunk Katie Hughes is, she most definitely CANNOT hang.

Girl was out faster than it took Liam to reach over the busy bar counter and snatch a tequila bottle for us to run away with; honestly, we shouldn't have even bothered with the fake ID's at the rate that we were going at. The rest of us had an average about five shots before we ditched the nightclub, but the celebrations weren't stopping anytime soon.

We're currently driving back to Isla Vista by pre-paid Ubers again to hit up some frat parties.

"Which one?" Levi asks once we get out of the vehicles, Katie being carried bridal style by Spencer himself.

"Just look for the most crowded one," Liam answers his brother, "those always have the better booze and believe me, we need it. This tequila can only last the seven of us for so long."

"We're on Del Playa," Kelsey retorts, "they're all crowded."

"Lola, you pick then," Theo urges, "you've always had the best intuition with this kind of shit."

"Alright then," I contemplate in my head for a bit before saying, "Alpha Epsilon Phi will be too sweaty and I highly doubt any of you want to be scrubbing off neon paint off your bodies with a hangover tomorrow, so scratch Delta Tau Delta off the list too. So, that leaves Alpha Theta Omega as the next option."

"And this is why we love you," Skylar says as she swings her arm around my shoulders and off to get even more fucked we go.

The guys let Kelsey, Skylar, and I go in first as always and they follow closely behind, with Spencer and Katie coming in last. We stumble upon two empty couches and a few chairs in the far right corner of the crowded house's living room. Spencer carefully places Katie down on one of the couches, taking his jacket off to cover her as if he would with a blanket, while Theo and the twins go looking for shot glasses, salt and of course, lime.

Not even five minutes later, we're downing the tequila like Carrie Bradshaw does her cosmos. Who knows? At the rate that this party's been going and growing, all of us might experience some sex in the city tonight.

Four hours later, and we're still going at it.

"I wonder if that Ace Rivers guy is here tonight!" Skylar suddenly shouts over the loud music as she goes to pour herself another vodka shot.

Can you believe we had found two whole, untouched bottles of the shit in the kitchen half an hour before? Trust me, that party was off the chain. One of the best I've ever attended, even to this day.

"Who?" Kelsey shouts back, salting Skylar's already moistened fist as she takes a bite of her own lime, having downed her previous vodka shot only seconds earlier.

Meanwhile, I'm focused on preparing myself for tequila shot number 8, no 9, no...Oh, I don't even know anymore! I stopped counting after the sixth one to be honest.

"Ace Rivers!" Skylar shouts even louder this time before licking the salt off her fist. She then imbibes her shot and eats the rest of the lime that Kelsey didn't finish, right after. "You know, the guy who Hayden hangs out with now?"