"Austin, we passed the studio" I said, looking over him. He had one hand on the steering wheel and the other resting on the small compartment between the seats. "I told you we weren't going to the damn studio" he chuckled. "Well I dressed for the studio" I told him. He quickly looked over at me, then back at the road. "You're showing a lot of skin, you'll be the main attraction" he said shaking his head. I scoffed. "What are you taking me to a strop club?" I said, annoyed by his last statement. He chuckled. "No, but I wouldn't advise you to talking to a lot of the guys in here, they can be kind of grimey" he said with a smile.
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"Where the hell are you taking me?" I said disgusted. He stopped the car and put it in park on the side of the road. "Right here" he said, pointing at a house. "This is part of the colleges housing" I said in disbelief. "Exactly" he said with a smile and got out of the car. I got out of the car also and met him in front of the car. "So why are we here?" I asked. He smiled and threw his arm around me. "There's a lot you don't know about me mamas" he said and looked around. "And the fact that I was going to school here a few months ago is one of them" he nodded and walked us inside. As soon as we walked in, I was overwhelmed by the smell of marijuana and sweat. I looked around with a disgusted look on my face. Many people came up to us and said hello to Austin. He pushed us through the people and we made our way to the kitchen. He opened the fridge and grabbed himself a bud light. "Do you want anything?" He asked. I looked at him confused and shook my head. "I'm not 21 and you're not either" I said taking the beer from him. He snatched it back. "Loosen up a little" he said. He grabbed a drink out of the refrigerator. He popped the cap off with his hand and handed it to me. "Drink this, it's not to strong" he said. I looked at the bottle. "Mikes Lemonaid?" I questioned. He nodded. "They're good" he said taking a sip of his beer. I looked at it for a moment then back at him. "Oh my god have you never drank before?" He chuckled. I furrowed my eyebrows. "No I have" I said defensively. Lie. Big fat lie. "Okay" he said, he brought his hands to my hand that was holding the bottle. He brought it up to my lips. "Then drink" he said, tilting it back, forcing me to drink it. I took a small sip then pulled it away. He looked at me like he was waiting for me to say something. "It's good" I said quietly. He smiled and nodded. "One day, I'll get you drinking liquor straight from the bottle" he said confidently. "Thanks but I'd rather not be an alcoholic" I said, looking him up and down. "Excuse me, I put the fun in functioning alcoholic" he said with a smile. I rolled my eyes and walked away. He quickly followed closely behind me. I made my way into the living room and looked for a place to sit, but every spot was taken by people sitting on top of each other swallowing each other's faces. I turned to Austin, he held his beer in his hand and waited for me to make my next move. "There's no where to sit" I said. He nodded. "So?" He said, taking another sip of his beer. "So how am I supposed to enjoy myself if my feet hurt?" I asked. He smiled and pushed my drink up to my lips. "You drink, until you can't drink no more" he said confidently. I took another drink. "Austin?" A man said, approaching us. "Kyle!" Austin said excitedly and pulled the man in for a hug. "How you been man?" Kyle asked. "Oh you know, busy" he said, and Kyle laughed. "Let's go play some beer pong" Kyle said, pulling Austin's arm. "Come on" he said to me and motioned for me to follow. I did as he asked. "Who's playing" Austin asked. "So far just me, you and James" Kyle said pointing at another man. Austin nodded. "She'll play" Austin said pulling me over. I looked at him confused. "Austin I don't know how to play" I whispered. "Just throw the ball in the cup and pray the opposite team doesn't make it, cause if they do, you're drinking ma" he said. James pulled me over to stand next to him, so I was across from Austin. "Ariana, we're on a team" Austin said to me. I nodded and watched him go first. He made the ball in the first cup and James drank the cup that the ball went in. They handed me the call and I did my best to aim it accurately. I threw the ball and it went in the cup. It went in. I smiled and clapped for myself. Kyle picked up the cup and drank it, then handed the ball to Austin. He put the ball in a small bowl of water, the shook it. He shot the ball once again and missed. I got the ball, shot it and made it. So Kyle drank. The ball went to Kyle, and he shot it, making it. I looked up at Austin who was laughing. "Awe shit, baby you gotta drink the beer" he said. I picked up the cup and looked at the brownish liquid inside. It smelled horrible. I refrained from breathing through my nose and drank it quickly. I quickly swallowed it and looked up at Austin. I'm sure my face let him know how disgusting that was and that I never wanted to drink it again. He laughed. "Don't Miss again, I don't want to drink that ever again in my life" I said to him. He smiled and James shot his shot and made it. Austin easily drank the contents of the cup and set it to the side. We played for a good 15 minutes and we were both down to our last cup. I had a gross taste in my mouth from drinking out of the nine cups. It was my turn. If I made it, we won, if I didn't, the other team would win. I shot it carefully, and it went in. Kyle shamefully drank the drink. Austin ran over to me, put both his hands up and I high fives both of them. "How you feeling?" He asked. "Like I need to brush my teeth" I said surely. He laughed and opened a new miles for me. Since the game started I had drank 3, every time I had to drink the beer I needed to get the taste out of my mouth with a better drink. He handed it to me and I quickly drank half of it. "If you keep drinking like that you'll be drunk" he chuckled. "It has to be better than the disgusting after taste of beer" I said. He chuckled and I finished off my bottle. I was feeling a bit out of it, I had no tolerance. "I need- another" I said to Austin and pulled him to the kitchen. "Why not try something different?" He chuckled. "Like what?" I asked. He looked around the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of Bacardi and handed it to me. I looked at it then back at him. "Try it" he said. "The bottle?" I asked. He nodded. "But then how would anyone else drink it?" I asked. He turned around, opened a cabinet and grabbed a bottle that was in the cabinet and replaced the spot where the old one was. "It doesn't matter" he said. I twisted the cop off and smelled it. It smelled like actual rubbing alcohol. "Are you trying to poison me?" I asked. He laughed. "No" he chuckled, grab the bottle from me, and took a drink of it. He swallowed 5 times, so I knew he took a big drink. When he handed the bottle beck, it was no longer up the neck of the bottle, it was a little below. I took a large gulp of the drink and shook my head in disgust. "Yeah I knew you'd hate it, bacardi is the worst" he laughed. "Then why would you give it to me asshole" I said slapping his chest and setting the bottle down. He grabbed another drink out of the fridge. It was a Smirnoff. "A little more liquor but still taste good" he said and popped the cap off. I drank it and he was in fact correct. ** 8 bottles of Smirnoff down and I was feeling great. A very large group of people crowded the living room and music blared it was around two in the morning and everyone was singing the songs and dancing around, like we were at a club or something. I looked over at Austin who suddenly was looking mighty fine to my intoxicated state of mind. I stood next to him and his song played loudly on the speakers. His friends surrounded around us, with their arms around him and his arm around my shoulder.
"Take me all the way to the top baby, don't even if I tell you to stop baby, take me all the way to the sky baby, baby, I wanna go up there" everyone changed together. I wasn't to sure of the lyrics, but I was still dancing along with everyone else. I turned to Austin and saw him sipping his beer. He was smiling and yelling the words to his own lyrics, and like I said earlier he never looked so fine to me. Then again, the liquor was in complete control of me. He wasn't drunk, not even the slightest bit, he only had a few beers. I tapped on Austin's shoulder and he turned to me. Before he could say anything I brought my arm up and wrapped it around his neck and pulled my self into him, connecting our lips together. He stumbled back a bit and placed his hand on my lower back, lifting myself into him further. He placed his beer down on the side table behind him and connected his other hand to my waist. He disconnected his lips from mine and pulled me back by my waist. "You're drunk" he said. "Of course" I said, and tried to pull myself towards him again. He held my waist back and in its place firmly. "I'm taking you home" he said. "What, no, I'm having fun" I slurred. "Come on" he said pulling me towards the door, but I wouldn't budge. He looked at me, quickly said his goodbyes to his friends and then came back to me. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder and walked out the door. "I swear to god if you throw up on me, I will throw you" he said. I laughed uncontrollably. "I'm not gonna" I giggled. He set me down in the passenger seat of his car and made his way to the drivers side. Once he started driving, I unbuckled my belt and slid up in the seat. "Ariana What are you doing, you need to buckle" he said glancing over at me then back at the road. "No, its uncomfortable" I groaned. "Seriously, sit back in the seat at least" he said grabbing my shoulder pulling me back. I once again, sat up in my chair, but this time getting on my knees and facing Austin. I grabbed the side of his head and kissed his cheek. This time he only chuckled, but didn't stop me. I worked my way down his face and connected my lips to his neck, gently sucking. "Ariana" he groaned. I smiled and continued. I placed my hand on his upper thigh for stability. Suddenly, blue and red lights flashed behind us. Austin rolled his eyes and pulled the car over. A cop got out and asked for his license and registration. He took it out and gave it to the cop. "Have you been drinking?" The cop said. And Austin obviously shook his head no. He made Austin blow into a breathalyzer and when he blew a high percent the cop did look to happy. "Okay, out of the car, I have to take you in" the cop said. "Now wait just a minute" I spoke up. He shined the light at me and I quickly got out of the car. "Don't get out of the car" Austin groaned. I walked up to the cop and stood face to face to him. "You can't take him anywhere" I said sternly. The cop looked at me confused. "Do you know who I am?" I said, placing my hand on my chest. He took a step back. "Oh shit, you're Ariana grande" he said. I nodded. "My daughters, they love you" he said. I smiled. "And did you get the tickets to my tour?" I asked. He shook his head no. "Well, I just so happen to have 3 pit, vip tickets right here" I said pulling them out of my purse. "If you forget this happened" I said, dangling them in front of his face. "Of course" he nodded. I smiled and grabbed the pen from his pocket. I signed the back of the tickets and gave them to him. "Thank you so much" he said excitedly. I smiled and made my way back in the car. And Austin drove us the rest of the way to my house.
