A/N: All credit goes to storiesforallfandoms from tumbler.Colson smiled at his girlfriend. She awkwardly smiled back and gave him a small wave. He felt bad for dragging her here knowing that she wasn't a fan of crazy parties like he was, but he liked having her with him. He liked showing off that he had the most beautiful girl in the planet as his girlfriend, and in general he just liked being with her. It was just one party, if she didn't want to come again he'd never make her.
Colson turned away for just a minute to grab drinks for the two of them. He was definitely not drunk enough yet, and (Y/N) was barley tipsy. He wasn't about to get her drunk, but he knew alcohol would help her to loosen up a bit. Again, if she didn't want to have any more he wouldn't force it upon her.
"How's (Y/N) handling her first big bash?" Rook asked him, pouring himself another drink as well.
"She's still feeling very awkward about it all," Colson responded. "If she doesn't feel comfortable soon I might just call a cab and go home. I feel sorta bad for bringing her knowing how she feels about these sorts of things."
"Yeah, but it comes with dating a guy who's known for partying, she'll have to get used to it."
Colson shrugged. "I mean not really. If she's not down to come I'm not going to make her anymore. It's a respect thing, man."
Rook clapped Colson on the shoulder. "You know what? You're a great man, Kells."
Colson laughed at his friend. "I don't think you need anymore alcohol, Rook. You seem lit enough."
Rook waved Colson's comment off and chugged his entire drink. Colson rolled his eyes but laughed again. Rook wiped his mouth with his sleeve and asked, "So where is your lady, Kells?"
Colson turned to where (Y/N) once stood to find her missing. His brows furrowed together as he left Rook and the drink table to search for her. He figured maybe she had gone to the bathroom or wandered off to be by herself.
When he turned a corner, he found out he was sorely mistaken.
(Y/N), who was definitely far from drunk just minutes ago, was stumbling as if she were drunk. She was pinned against a wall by some guy who was definitely way too close for Colson's comfort. She kept trying to push him away but it was as if she didn't have control over her own body. He was trying to kiss her, but she managed to turn her head away and mutter, "No" repeatedly.
"Come on, baby. Just one, no one will know. It won't hurt," he told her. Even his tone of voice pissed Colson off.
Forgetting the two drinks in his hands, Colson dropped them onto the floor and immediately attacked the guy. He grabbed him and threw him onto the ground, causing his girlfriend to collapse onto the floor, thus confirming Colson's suspicions that she had been drugged. He pinned the guy to the ground and began punching him until Colson's fist was red with the perv's blood. The only thing that could stop him was his boys coming to pull him off the guy, who was also covered in his own blood.
"Who the fuck do you think you are?!" he snapped. "Just because you're some hot shot rapper doesn't mean you can go around beating people! You're lucky I don't sue your ass!"
"Go right the fuck ahead, I'll tell the lawyers how you drugged my girl and tried to take advantage of her!" Colson snapped back.
The guy rolled his eyes. "What kind of proof do you have of that? Maybe your slut of a girlfriend just got really drunk and came on to me."
Colson moved like he was about to lunge at the guy again, but Baze grabbed him and held him back. "I saw you approached (Y/N) and give her a drink. She refused you multiple times but you essentially forced her to drink it. I turned away for a second and when I looked back you both were gone."
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