The Party

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Franny's POV 

It's 12:00 am and we're still at Dom's party. I didn't really feel like coming but I'm glad Nezza ended up convincing me to come. I usually prefer to stay in but I was having so much fun today. 

All the sudden this cute guy that I hadn't met before came up to me "hey sorry I noticed you a while ago and you were to beautiful for me to not introduce myself. I got you a drink, I think you might like it. It's my favorite." I blushed at his blatant flirting, "thanks, what's in it?" I said taking the cup and looking inside of it. "It's a surprise" he said. 

I chuckled as he tried to play hard to get but after being drugged I was more careful of what I took from strangers. "Sorry I already had too much to drink and if I drink this I'm going to wake up from the worst effing hangover tomorrow" I said quickly making up a lie because I felt something in my body that told me not to drink it. 

"Want to go dance?" I quickly asked to distract him from getting me to try and drink the drink. I led the way and we talked as we danced for about a whole two minutes before I heard a familiar upset voice. 

"What the fuck are you doing with my girl!" A loud voice boomed.

The mystery guy swiftly dropped his hands from my waist and I turned around to confirm my suspicions. I sighed, "Kian, let's not make a big deal out of this." I rested my hands on his chest to push him back a bit and make him calm down. "It won't be a big deal once he fucking leaves my sight!" Kian shouted. Mystery boy raised his hands in surrender, "hey man, she didn't mention she was taken, my bad dude." He left and I was left to deal with Kian. 

"What the fuck Kian! We're not even dating!" I said furious. 

"Franny, I had been keeping my eye on him. I almost killed him earlier when I saw he gave you that drink but you didn't take it so you saved his life. Even though he wasn't planning on saving you, the drink was drugged. What we're you even planning to do with him?" Kian questioned calmly but I could hear the irritation in his voice.

"It's none of your business!" I shouted. "I didn't question you every time you brought another one of your toys to the house. So you shouldn't go preaching God, when your the guy who has a new hookup every weekend!" I shouted as my blood was boiling. 

"Oh my God, Franny are you really that blind. Those girls don't mean anything to me, they were just a distraction because we were roommates then and the the guys look at you as a little sister. They would've beat the shit out of me if I ever hurt you" He explained exasperated. 

He suddenly pulled me so I was completely pressed against his chest and as I started into his eyes I could see them darken and I caught a glimpse of the devilish look in his eyes before he claimed my neck. I held in a moan as I cleared my throat but it still faltered, "kian not here." He looked at my eyes in thought and was about to say something before I beat him to it. "Lets go to my place. I don't want any of the guys hearing things they're not supposed to hear."

 I led the way to my car and as soon as we got to my apartment I hurried him up the stairs. 

"What happened to the no shoes upstairs rule" Kian mumbled against my lips teasing me. I chuckled, "I think I prefer you not talking." "Really, I think I prefer you screaming my name" Kian said seductively while unzipping my dress. I blushed at his words but focused myself on him and nothing else. 

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I woke up when the sun peaked through my curtains and as I turned my head I saw Kian was still asleep.

"What did I just do" I mumbled to myself as my head pounded. 

I leaned over carefully to reach the painkillers and my water bottle and swallowed both silently as I thought and waited for Kian to wake up so we could talk about this. 

Yesterday's events were kind of blurry but I can clearly remember what led to us lying here in my bed. 

I mentally groaned, why did I let Nezza persuade me into going to the party? It'll be fun she said, get yourself a rebound she said, it'll be a stress reliever she said

Well Nezza, I love you be I'm feeling quite stressed at the moment, probably worse than before. I couldn't blame her though. I could've stopped this but Kian just makes me feel something that I can't explain. No matter how much we bicker and argue, we still have this unbreakable bond. I felt movement and I turned to look at him. Sure enough he was staring at me.

"Hey" I said quietly suddenly feeling flustered. "Morning Sunshine" he said with a soft smile. "How do you feel? I have painkillers if you have a headache" I offered. He nodded, "yes please. It's not that bad but I'd rather not have a headache period, ya know."

 I nodded and then sighed, "we have to talk Kian." He covered his eyes with his arm. "Do we have to do that right now Fran?" He questioned not wanting to have this conversation. "Yes kian" I said a bit irritated. "In case you haven't noticed I typically don't go hooking up with my friends" I said trying to ignore the anxious feeling in my stomach. Kian sighed, "I'm sorry, you're right." There was a pause, "so now what?" He continued. I pulled my knees to my chest and rested my head on them while still looking at him. 

"Well considering we're not together, we have two choices. We can figure out what led us here or we can forget this ever happened" I said. 

Kian sighed, "I like you Franny and I think you like me too considering we both let this happen but I'm not ready for a relationship Fran" he said softly. I nodded listening carefully to his words. "I agree, I just got out of something a little while ago and I don't want to rush into anything with anyone. I was at the party to look for something to take my mind off of it but I didn't think I'd be you" I said honestly. 

Kian chuckled, "well I'm glad I was your rebound so we agree it's best if we just forget about this? Are we cool now?" He asked. "Yeah we're good" I said laughing at his antics. "Now get dressed you ugly" I joked. He gasped dramatically, "you weren't calling me ugly last night." "Oh shut up" I said throwing a pillow at him as he pulled on his shirt. 


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