rockstar | c. baker

sixty - pink lip stick

colson
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shit, i'm really wasted now.

"colson? you're embarrassing me. enough champagne."
amanda pulls the glass from my hands.

"i'm sorry, i just need to go home."

"what! colson, we cant leave. this is my launch party! you feeling okay?"
she grabs my face with her hand, and looks into my eyes sternly.

"i'm just gonna chill with rook."

stumbling back to our table, i plop into a chair next to rook and some girl.

"you know i'm in a band?"
rook tells her with a smirk.

"mhm."
she rolls her eyes as she walks away.

"shit."
he sighs.

"how's it going mr bachelor?"
i laugh at him.

"ha ha. very funny."
he shakes his head.

his eyes scan my face, then they lock on my shirt.

"what? did i spill champagne?"
asking him i look down at my suit.

"no, you have lipstick all over your neck."

"what?!"
rubbing my neck quickly i look at my hand, noticing that there is pink lipstick on my fingers.

shit.

"must be amanda's."
i try to brush him off.

"amanda hasn't been with you all night? she's been with case and she wouldn't kiss your neck around her."

god such a snitch.

"it's for sure amanda's."

lowering his eyes, his eyebrows furrow.

it's none of his business anyway.

"whatever. i'm getting another drink."
excusing myself i get up and i walk over to the bar and order a jack.

"here you go."
the bartender slides the glass to me.

picking it up i down it with ease.

the burn lingers in my throat.

i walk into the bathroom, and clean off the lipstick stain on my neck, before returning to the party.

what the fuck am i doing. i need to snap out of it and be there for my wifey.

"hey baby. having fun?"
i sling my arm around her shoulders.

"yeah baby. you okay?"
she wraps her arm around me.

"yeah. couldn't be better."
i kiss her cheek.

"jack? really?!"
she whispers looking up at me.

"it was one drink. i'm sorry."

her eyes go hard and she returns to her conversation.

kylie is praising her for her hard work.

"amanda! congrats on the collection!"
a preppy voice cheers.

i look up and see chantel in front of us.

oh. shit.

"thanks chants!"
mandi hugs her.

i cant believe chantel is acting so fake with her.

i mean i am too.

fuck. i messed up big time.

"this party is beautiful. i love the pink theme."