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🍆- 100k party - 🌸

Swagger/Eric
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"Come on, just a few shots!"

Mason and Matt had been annoying me all day about the party. I told them I wasn't going to drink, and they kept on begging me.

I rolled my eyes at them. I uncrossed my arms from my chest, going to smack their cheeks lightly.

"Fine. No more than two shots though."

They both cheered and I giggled, rolling my eyes. Idiots. I got up and went past them, going upstairs and into my room. They were crashing at my place until we left for the venue, since I had a nice car.

I changed into a black tanktop, with a soft yellow flannel on top. My black short shorts were companied by fishnet tights, and some heeled boots. Simple nude makeup, and a choker brought it all together. I did my hair and left my room, going downstairs.

I was excited. A party after a huge live show? It was an amazing victory lap. Mostly, I was going to have fun, but a tiny part of me was going for Eric. My boyfriend of four months, and my best friend of forever.

The boys looked at me and cheered, knowing it was time to go. They ran to the car and I giggled, following my two favorite dumbasses.

It didn't take long before I parked at the venue. The boys ran in ahead of me, and I followed happily. I yelped as I was picked up and kissed.

"Eric!" I squeaked, laughing at my boyfriend as I pulled away from the surprise kiss.

Eric just laughed and set me down, and I couldn't help but laugh with him. He was the sweetest, always going out of his way to make sure that I know he loves me.

"Hello dear! You excited for the party?" He asked, gently setting my feet on the ground and making sure I had balance.

"Very excited. I can't wait to dance." I replied, still holding onto him and holding him close. The colonge that he was wearing made me smile. It was my favorute.

"Just remember to be safe. The party is gonna be full of drunk fans and random people, and I don't want you getting hurt." He said softly, rubbing circles on my hips.

"I know. I'll be extra careful." I smiled, leaning up and gently kissing him once again. He returned the kiss before we pulled away and went to the bar. The party started to fill up with people quickly, and soon the music was on and on loud.

Sometime during the party, Eric and I got seperated. I wasn't too worried, as I could handle myself just fine without anyone around to protect me. Not like anything bad would happen in the first place. Most fans were respectful or too high to do anything.

I grabbed my drink and searched around the party, looking for one of the boys to meet up with. Across the crowd, I spotted Cam speaking with some fans. I smiled, and started to make my way over.

Suddenly, before I could even realize and react properly, I was being pinned to the wall. A drunk fan, had pinned me against a wall, and was holding me there tight. The smell of whisky and beer coming from him burned my nose, and the feeling of his hand roaming my body made me sick. I dropped my beer and struggled, trying to push him off me as he attempted to kiss my neck.

The feeling of his hands leaving my body and the smell of alcohol fading made me gasp, and slide down the wall until I was sitting. Cameron had the guy pinned to a wall, staring at him with hatred. A few security guards walked over and took care of the guy while Cam crouched beside me to make sure I was OK.

"Y/N, Are you alright? That guy didnt hurt you or anything did he?" Cam asked, and I slowly nodded, still in shock. I took his hand and he helped me up, before leading me around the crowd and to Eric.

As soon as Eric saw Cam leading me through the crowd, he knew something was wrong. His concerned boyfriend mode kicked in and he hurried over, asking what happened. Cameron explained, and Eric grew angry. He thanked Cameron and pulled me into a hug.

"I'm alright." I assured him, gently hugging back.

"Are you sure? Where did he touch you?" He asked.

"It's OK Eric. I-"

"I'll make sure that you forget his touch..." He said, the alcohol he had already had manipulating his anger into... lust.

I felt my face turn red, letting him lead me to the bathroom. He closed and locked the door, pinning me up against the wall. His hands started to roam my body, but it was different from before... this felt like actual love and compassion.

Eric locked in a passionate kiss with me, and I returned the deed. One of my legs raised to hook around his waist, the other staying on the ground to keep me steady. My hands tangled in his hair, gently tugging every so often.

As I felt his hands slip under my waistband I knew there was no turning back. We were really gonna fuck in a bathroom at a party. Like drunk teenagers. I mean, I'm not saying that I don't like the idea, but it is kinda funny.

Eric slipped a finger inside me and I let out a soft moan. He really knew how to work his magic. It was pretty easy for him to please me, knowing how sensitive I am.

Our fun was cut short as there was banging on the door. "Hurry up cunt! I gotta piss!" A very familiar austrilian called through the door. Eric groaned and pulled his hand out of my pants. I fixed myself and giggled, watching Eric pout as he left the bathroom. I followed quickly behind him.

I laughed as I heard Mason complain, watching us both come out of the bathroom at the same time.

"Ew! You guys were fucking in there?!"