The Player Games (Dana Vaughns Love Story)

Chapter Twenty-Six

I was drunk.

Usually, I tested the amount of alcohol I drank, and made sure I would remember what happened from the night before, but tonight, I just didn't give a fuck. I practically drowned myself in vodka.

I stumbled my way through the crowd, making sure to lose the sight of my friends, I didn't want them to worry about me while I was trying to find a cute guy to have sex with. There were the different stereotypes of guys here, and I was trying to figure out which type I wanted. Unknowingly, I fell into somebodies arms, and giggled. I looked up to see Matt, and then smirked. I would not have a problem with him.

"Where is your boy?" (Fall out boy reference, just saying) Matt said, returning a smirk down to me. I turned myself fully around, going on my tip toes to reach his lips. Once my lips grazed his, I leaned back a little, "What boy?" After I said that, he hungrily pressed his lips against mine, pulling me away from the crowds. He pressed me up against the wall, pulling back, "Its been a while since we've done this, babe." I nodded, pressing my lips against his again, "If you're good enough, you might just be able to do it again." He pulls back bending down to whisper in my ear. I couldn't help but think of Dana through this all. "I'll make you scream my name so loud, you'll forget your boyfriends name." I roll my eyes, making sure he didn't see as he kissed up my neck. How could I forget Dana's name for Gods sake? I pulled his lips towards mine, bored of him kissing me like that, "We can't have sex out here, now can we?" He smirks, pulling back, and taking my hand into his. I follow behind him, up the stairs, and once we make it up that way, he presses me against the wall again, only to be pulled off of me.

My eyes widen in surprise as I take in the fact that Matt was on the floor being tackled by another male. "What the hell?" I say, as I watch the other boy stand up, kicking Matt. "More like what the hell to you, Arizona!" I realize the guy was Dana, and I try to find an escape. I didn't want to deal with this right now. "You tell me you love me, and then you decide to go fuck some guy you have a history with. You don't love me." "What does it matter if I love you? It's not like you love me back," I say, trying to keep my voice calm, but my insides were screaming. "At least I broke up with you before having sex with someone different."

Dana's eyes glare, before they soften, as he steps closer to me. I step back.

"No," I say, feeling tears build up. "You didn't even deny it!" "Arizona," He starts, but I shake my head. "Who the fuck is Amy!?" I yell at him, and he tries to come closer, "No! Who is Amy?" He stays silent, and stood where he was. "I can't believe you, Dana. I told you about what happened in my past, and ended up falling in love with you. And what happened? You turned out to a fake. A fake jackass who is just like Kayla's brother. I hate you, Dana. I hate you so much." "Arizona," He says again, his eyes feinging hurt. I shake my head, letting the tears fall down my face. "I love you, Arizona, I love you so fucking much it hurts. And probably won't remember me saying this, but I will be there in the morning telling it to you when your sober too. I love you, Arizona, and what happened with Amelia, it wasn't anything. Just a few text messages back and forth." I gasp, realizing he told me who it was. Amelia was behind it all. She acted like such a friend to me, but wasn't who we thought she was. "Amelia," His eyes widen as I say her name, and shakes his head. "Arizona, Will will kill me if you tell him," I let out a fake laugh, wiping some of my tears. "Oh come on," I say, glaring at him. "He already wants to leave you in a ditch." "I love you," He says, his eyes pleading. "Your going to let me tell Will. You are going to be there when I do, so will Amelia. And Dalton," I say, as he came closer to me again. I step back, hitting my back on the wall. "Then I will know if you actually love me, or not. Unless your just saying this so I won't tell Will." He presses his body against mine, nodding. "I love you," He says, "You can tell Will tomorrow, and I will be right there." He presses his lips against mine, and that was all it took for me to mold into him.