SONG sorry not sorry - demi lovato (with a cute ending)
WORDCOUNT 925
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IT HAD BEEN FIVE weeks, since you had dumped Alexander, after he had cheated on you. You had been trying to avoid him, but it became hard, after he started driving for Red Bull Racing, the team you worked for. Luckily for you, you were still working on Max' side of the garage, so not too many moments were exchanged between Alex and yourself.
Tonight was the night of the first team party after the summer break, and you were utterly excited. You loved going out with the team to bars or clubs, after the race had finished, and today was no different. You had put on a tight red dress, that made your skin pop, and matched it with a red lipstick. The rest of your makeup was mostly natural, but you did wear false eyelashes to make your eyes stand out. Your hair was styled in loose curls, that hung down your back, bouncing up and down as you walked. On you feet were a pair of scrappy heels, making you grow a few inches in height.
You entered the club and heads instantly turned your way, making you gain your confidence. From the corner of your eye, you could see Alex stand at the corner of the bar with a drink in his hand. He was looking at you, but you didn't let yourself look at him properly, you only kept him in your peripheral. You went to the bar, but on the opposite side of Alex, and ordered a drink. Vodka Red Bull, to be exact.
After having received your drink, you felt a hand slide around your waist and drag you closer. It was Thomas, one of your coworkers. You had known him, ever since you started working at Red Bull, and you had quickly become friends. A year or so ago, he tried to take your friendship further, but back then, you were in a relationship with Alexander. But not anymore. By the way Thomas acted, you knew he had already had a few drinks, but you didn't care. It felt like a good time to show Alex, that you were over him, and didn't care about him, so you decided to let Thomas closer.
First, you went to the dance floor, where you made sure to dance as close as you possibly could to Thomas. Your bodies were touching and grinding against each other, and it was clear, that Thomas was getting turned on by your moves. It was also clear, that you were the centre of attention. No matter where you looked, your eyes caught someone else's. You were truly feeling the best, you'd ever had.
Your gaze fell on Alex, who was still standing alone at the corner of the bar. He was looking like he was filled with regret for what he had done to you, like he wanted nothing else, than to steal you from Thomas and claim you as his again.
You knew you were a better person, but the alcohol had officially hit you, and you didn't care about your actions and the consequences of those actions anymore. You stared deeply into Thomas' eyes and leaned in to give him a kiss. And this wasn't just a peck on the lips, no. It was a deep, passionate kiss. Thomas, who was way too drunk to even remember this in the morning, could do nothing but kiss you back with the same intensity. You broke apart for a split-second, before he practically shoved his tongue down your throat. You weren't exactly enjoying it, but you had to show Alexander, that you didn't care about him anymore.
And even though kissing Thomas was one of the worst feeling, you had ever felt, it was still better than standing alone in a corner. You glanced Alex' way again to see him standing with an infuriating look in his eyes. Thomas kissed you again, and when you broke apart from it, once again, Alex was standing by your side, pulling you his way and away from Thomas.
"Why are you doing Y/N? You don't even like him like that?"
"It's non of your business, Alex." You said it with a stern voice.
"Yes, it is. I care about you, I wanna protect you, and I'm choosing to protect you from Thomas." He crossed his arms over his chest to make his point seem more valid.
"If you care about me so much, then why did you cheat on me? You don't care about a person, if you treat them, like you treated me."
"I know..." Alex was looking at his feet, obviously embarrassed and feeling bad about what he had done to you. "I was an idiot. Am an idiot. I don't know ,why I'm trying this, because I know you deserve better, and that I'll never be good enough for you, but I love you."
Maybe it was the alcohol in your blood, you honestly didn't know, but the next thing, you remember, was Alex' lips on your. Your eyes were closed, but you knew it was him, you could feel it on the softness.
"Y/N, you shouldn't do this. You're going to regret it in the morning."
"No, I'm not. I love you too, of course I do, but this can only work, if you never cheat on me again."
