➳➳➳ amanda 3:17 a.m
oh my god, i was right i am about to get murdered.
" tell zac I loved him please " I say when I turn around to meet his face. i see a boy with blue eyes, blonde hair, and a lip ring. typical frat boy if I'm being honest" what? " he asks and I try to stifle my laugh.
" uh nevermind " I reply back and turn around making my way to the exit once again, but he catches my wrist and pulls me back in. i look into his blue eyes and something tells me to pull out of his grip and leave him standing there like an idiot, half of me likes the plan the other doesnt have the heart to do it.
" what in the actual hell do you want " i yell over the music and i see the amusement in his eyes but he some how keeps a straight face.
" you " he replies with a sly smirk and i almost choke on air, never and i mean ever have i heard a more self absorbed and cocky person in my life, man if i hang around here any longer im going to need a drink, i shake my head at him and i turn around to see a girl in what looks like a bra and someones boxers holding up a silver platter with red cups scattered around it, i quickly go to her and grab one. i turn around and the blue eyed boy is right behind me still.
i look inside the cup to find a yellow liquid i take a drink and feel the burn of the alcohol against my throat making me want to spit it out but i decide against it and swallow.
" very cocky " i reply to his previous statement taking another sip of the drink hoping to down it soon so i can grab another, im going to need it, i really am. i would much rather be starting movie number five where the real fun starts but no im at some damn house listening to some type of band punk music while being stalked by a blonde kid.
" maybe, but im drunk what do you expect, ill be romantic some other time " he shoots back making me laugh at his again cocky statement.
" what makes you think there will be a next time? " i ask downing the rest of the drink.
" i dont know " and for five seconds [ a/n: I had to throw in five seconds of summer somehow ] I Think maybe hes okay but then he adds "theres always a next time ".
why am i even here? i was supposed to be here for one reason, and one reason only not to be talking to an over confident drunk blonde. i shake my head at him once again, turn around and grab another red cup and make my way to the front door which feels like the tenth time I try tonight." hey, wait up! " ugh give me a break,i honestly just want to go home and turn on fast & furious or i could possbibly go home and play my xbox, i have a ton of racing games... inspired my torreto and o'conner, and suprisingly im not half as bad as you may think i am.
" what do you want blondie " i ask him and a look flashes in his eyes but i cant tell which emotion it is, because he covers up the look quickly.
" hemmings " he says
" what "
" my names hemmings, luke hemmings " he says, and i have to bite my lip to stop myself from laughing, he introduced himself in a very 007 way. " yours? " he asks
" bond, james bond " i reply shaking my head and a smile creeps over his face, he has a cute smile ill admit that but not one that will keep me here any longer.
" listen its been great talking to you james, but i have to get back to my dorm and you have to get back to your movie " i reply walking away.
" well its been nice talking to you to ryan ill see you around " he shouts as i walk away, and i stop dead in my tracks as i turn around with probably the most flustered experssion that cocky eighteen year old has ever seen not becasue he knows my name and ive never met him before, but because i can tell hes one of those popular frat boys, just by the way he acts and dresses, and it doesnt look like this is his first party, and how does a popular frat know me, is my question.
" how do you know my name " i ask him
" i make it my responsibility to know beautiful girls names " he says and winks at me.
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