Sang and her boys

Happy birthday sang!!

Listen!! This is my first Fan Fic... I kinda hate myself for this but listen... it's happening. Just go with it k? k.

This first part is gonna be short and to the point but I looks forward to writing a lot about this because I can't get it out of my mind.

*sang's POV*

"Kayli, I don't think I can do another." I grumble grasping my shot of tequila. I've lost count of how many drinks I've had. "Sang, beautiful bitch we can do this, c'mon babe" Kayli's words slur out of her mouth. she hooks arms with me, "love shot! woo" she yells out while her other hand pushes my shot into my mouth. I drink it and the burn feels so good and a warmth takes over me. "ohmygoddd" I breathe out and wipe my mouth clean. The music around us comes back into my ears and everything around me feels so good. Beats from the bass send shivers up my spine and my hips begin to move. Kayli let's out a "wooo" and she begins to feel the music too. Kayli got us our own section in the club so we wouldn't have to be around everyone and have just a good girls time out.

I couldn't picture myself doing any of this a few years ago, hell I never pictured myself anywhere a few years ago. I'm celebrating my 21st birthday with a very close friend of mine Kayli and her friends. She's one of the only other women I've let into my life. She's stolen me away from my boys for the night and although I miss them, they'd be so angry at me for drinking this much and wearing so little in public away from them. I'm not a lost teenager anymore, I'm ready to grab life by the horns and make it my bitch. This is going to be the time what kind of woman I'm trying to become.

My body feels so hot, I open my eyes and the suns peeking in blinding me. "ohnoo" I groan out flipping the opposite way, covering my head with a pillow. I hear Kayli snoring lightly in the bed next to me. I peek over and she's sprawled out on the bed still fully clothed, red stripper heels and all. I notice my mouth seems dry and my bodies begging for water. I peel myself out of bed and make my stumbling self go to the restroom a few feet away. Flicking on the light switch my eyes burn but soon adjust. I'm now coming the realization of how hungover I am. Everything in me is begging for food, water and the sensation of sleeping for a thousand years. I lean my hips on the sink and turn on the water letting the coolness rush over my hands. I look up and my green eyes have mascara and eyeliner bloched everywhere. my hair's down, curls are falling down. The sweat keeping my clothes stuck to my body. Latex black dress, hardly covering anything. Gabriele would have the biggest fit with me wearing this. I push off my pink stripper heels and the cold restroom floor feels so nice. An overwhelming nausea come into me I quickly throw myself towards the toilet and have at it.

A pounding at the door shortly comes after, "Sang baby! open the door, you're not answering your phone" North voice belts out. I would normally love the sound of his voice but with this hangover it's not going to be the prettiest picture.