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8:44pm

I walk downstairs from my bedroom, after getting ready for the party, to see Conan pouring shots for Lexi, Harry and I.

"Sup bitches!" I shout, ready, but still scared as shit to be throwing a party. 

"That's not very nice" Harry pouts, placing his hand over his heart.

"Get over it wimp," I say, jokingly squaring up to him. Of course, he is hella bulky and tall so he is twice the size of me. I'm only around 5'2.

 I walk over to the counter, pulling a shot across the counter, ready to drink it. 

"Hey wait up" Conan orders before sliding shots to everyone. I roll my eyes in impatience. "Okay, three, two one"

We all down the shot, causing Conan and me to start coughing abruptly. Lexi and Harry laugh at us as we both run to the sink, spitting.

"What the fuck was that shit?!" I ask between coughs.

"Liquorice tequila. It was the only thing I knew my parents wouldn't search for or miss" Conan replies in between coughs.

"That's so fucking gross" 

"Yeh" He agrees, gagging slightly. I turn around to see Harry and Lexi downing shot after shot. Alcoholics can handle basically anything I guess.

After being introduced to the DJ by Conan, we decide its time to start the music and the rapid blinking lights as people are bound to start showing up soon.

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I sit on the armchair of the couch as I sip my cherry vodka mix. People are sitting on the couches around the coffee table, playing spin the bottle. Some people obviously don't get the game. Harry and Lexi are still making out and have been for about ten rounds.

I see the front door open in the corner of my eye, and the silver haired girl appears, looking around the room for anyone she may know. My gaze stays on her as she looks around.

She looks... good.

Her eyes finally lay on me, and I can tell she is relieved. She walks over to me, sitting next to me on the armchair. 

"Sup," She says while I shuffle bit so I don't have my back facing her. She's so goddamn pretty. I don't understand how anyone can look like that.

"No hello? You already out of it Tals?" She asks with a grin.

"No, I'm not, rude of you to assume" I retort jokingly.

"Sure princess" She chuckles, causing me to give her. sideways glare.

"Don't call me-"

"So what are you drinking anyway?" She says, snatching my red cup from me, chugging the contents out of my reach. 

"Bil give it back," I say, reaching for it. She finally gives in, giving me a now empty cup.

"Bitch" I say.

"I think I have some on my lips if you want another taste" She mocks, her face getting closer to mine.

"I'll just get another one," I say pushing her chest back, even though the offer is tempting.

I stand up, only to get pulled into a kiss by Tristan. I push him away, folding my arms over my chest.

"You owe me an apology" I state firmly.

"For what" He slurs faking that he is oblivious.

"You know what," I say, tapping my foot as my impatience grows. He rolls his eyes.

Panic // Billie EilishWhere stories live. Discover now