We arrived to the house and I still didn't talk to him. I got a text from Zack, the captain of the football team.
I'm still so sorry.
I texted him back.
It's okay. If I wasn't drunk it wouldA happen.;)
I turned my iPod back on and laid on my bed. I texted Zack for a while longer and fell asleep. "Wake up!" James screamed then banged on the door. "What time is it?" I mumbled. "9:30, you've been asleep for a couple hours." I checked my phone and I had one last message from Zack.
You are sexy, I wish I could have you babe.
I decided against it. I went to the basement, ignoring James and drank a bunch of alcohol. I knew I was drunk when my feet were leading me to James to kiss him. I'm going to regret this.
"James." I said when I reached him. He turned to face me, and I planted my lips on his.
