My pretend boyfriend ❤

|11|- Truth or dance

So let's get this straight. Kara's dinner date with Jake went awesome. Luckily, she didn't do anything crazy like spitting water at Jake or probably setting the whole table on fire.

You could say, it's one of the advantages of me being there (pushes hair backwards dramatically)...so I'm at a party right now. It's Tyson's party.

If you're thinking parties are not my thing, well...they aren't. Have I mentioned how cute Kara's puppy dog eyes are? You dare not resist them or the ginger head girl will...well I actually don't know what she'll do but please don't dare me to ask her.

The loud music at this party is giving me a ear ache..

'Um..Lerie, why are you here?' Rae asks.

'I'm so happy to see you too Rae.' I say sarcastically.

'Sorry, I was just curious I mean you hate parties.' She releases me from her bear hug.

'I don't hate parties, I only dislike them..' I say

'Hot dress by the way,' she whispers. I wore a silver-kinda-white-piece-of-shit. Well that's what I think it is..it hugs me like another skin and reaches just above my knees.

And are chokers always meant to choke people?

Oh I think that's what the name implies.

'Um..thanks? You look sexy too.' I scan her. She curtsies. She's in butt shorts that looks really short but it's perfect. Her plain white crop top fits her impeccably too.

'Um...Val, did you like miss your way here or something?' Jeremy asks me coming from who-knows-where.

'You're so sweet Jeremy...I've also missed you too.' I smile with sarcasm.

'I know I'm sweet.' She smiles and pulls me in a bear hug. 'And what are you wearing girl?' Her mouth shapes an 'o'.

'Apparently, the garbage Kara put me in.'

'No, it's actually stunning, hot and sexy.'

'Oh Jeremy, you're flattering me.'

'Don't say that again...it's creepy.'

'Oh Jeremy, you're flattering me.' I giggle.

Suddenly, the boys arrives as soon as those words leaves my mouth. We embrace each other.

'Hey babe, thought you weren't gonna make it.' Tyson smirks. 'You look hot by the way.' He's trying to annoy me but I just disregard him, rolling my eyes as a smile almost etches on my face.

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As y'all know what they do at these type of parties, drink, drink, drink, drink till you've lost it and dance. Now I'm drunk to the core. I drank too much punch...never thought it was actually intoxicating. It's like something was added to it. I mean we're all acting crazy.

We're playing an unusual game...it's called 'truth or dance.' I know weird...it's actually very much interesting. I suck at dancing but now that I'm drunk, I really don't care.

'My turn, my turn!!!.' Jeremy slurs, clapping her hands.

'Ok..truth or dance?' I ask her.

She giggles before answering 'dance.'

'Let's all dance!!!!' I throw my arms in the air and we all cheer drunkenly.

The music is really loud and deafening.

I start dancing with my friends and Rae twirls me around making me dizzy. I feel really tipsy now so I crash but luckily, someone holds me still. I start giggling for no reason and notice it's Tyson.

He holds my waist pulling me into him.

'Your eyes...' I giggle again. 'They're so beautiful and greeny or is it bluey?' I raise my eyebrow and narrow my eyes. His eyes are sparkling now and I think I'm drooling.

He tries looking at his eyes with his eyes to check and I laugh.

'No dummy, it's like this.' I do the same thing he did and we both laugh.

My arms snakes around his neck for balance and his grip is tight on my waist.

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I wake up with a splitting headache and I have no idea where I am. Everything's blurry so I blink rapidly so it gets clearer. I sit upright on the bed and tug at my hair.

Tyson's snoring softly on the small couch in the spacious room with a thick blanket wrapped around him. It's obviously Tyson's room.

I smile at him and how peaceful and cute he looks when asleep.

I see a black t-shirt folded neatly on the bed so I change to it after freshening up.

I walk out of the bathroom, drying my hair off with a towel until I hit a hard wall. How did that get there? I look up and widen my eyes as I see Tyson shirtless body in front of me and I start drooling over him.

I stare at his torso and I have no idea how long I'm staring.

'Like what you see?' He smirks. I shake out of my thoughts.

'Why are you here??'

'Incase you've forgotten, you're. in. my. room.' He says.

'Oh.' He starts moving closer and I step backwards until I hit the wall.

'What. Are. You. Doing?' I ask.

'I need a shirt.' He says.

'Um..closet's right over there.' I point.

'You're in my shirt.' I look at myself and bite my bottom lip.

'Sorry..I'll take it off ASAP.' I make an attempt to leave but he holds my wrist.

'Ok..so do it.'

'Here?'

'Yea.'

'I can't take it off here.'

'Why?'

'Are you seriously asking me that right now?' I widen my eyes and he grins.

I push him away slightly and smirk with my arms crossed. 'If you really want your shirt, come take it from me.' I challenge him.

Do you know who you're messing with Valerie?

Oh I know he can't do it..or can he?

Seeing the devious smirk on his face proves that he can.

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