Bad Romance

fake smile

As soon as I arrived at the party, my mood changed; I told Avani not to let me near the alcohol because I was going to drink the night away, and she was looking after me until her boyfriend arrived. "Hey cutie," Anthony said from behind her, and they kissed. "Ugh, two lovebirds, take it somewhere else," i said, the just rolled their eyes laughing. "We will," Avani said as she walked away. I put on a fake smile for the sake of the party, then continue to make small talk with my friends. Until I went on Instagram and noticed he had made it official with her. The motherfuker.

I dashed to the bar and drank as much alcohol as I could. After a few empty cups, I went to the bathroom to retouch myself for photos, but on my way out, I ran into a tall muscular guy. "Fuck I'm sorry," I said, looking up and admiring his striking features, and with a glance up and down his body, I smiled, "or maybe I'm not, hello." It was undoubtedly the drunk me speaking. He laughed and said, "hi, don't worry, we both could have been more careful." With a smile, he finished his sentence and walked off to the drinks, and I followed him without thinking anything of it.

"Oh no honey, not that one if you're going to get drunk, at least do it with something worth it," I say as I grab a bottle and cup and pour him what I've been drinking. "Oh, well, I wasn't trying to get too drunk, but you seem interesting, so I'm going to trust you on this one," he drinks and does agree. As I'm about to pour myself another drink, he grabs my hand and mocks me, "but you honey," he says, "you seem like you've had plenty for the night," I roll my eyes and set my hand free, "boo fucking hoo you're quite a party pooper... literally," I say as I pour myself another drink.

"Are you getting drunk for fun or are you not okay?" He starts asking, concerned, "a breakup?" I explain, "the motherfucker cheated on me and he's acting all cool about everything" I gasp and hold onto him as I start to feel nauseous "woah let's get you a chair" he leads me and sits me down "woah what are you trying to do" I ask, playing with the buttons of hi shirt and he laughs it off "nothing other than trying to help" he laughs it off and looks around "do you want to go home?" he asks "no" I push him off "that's a yes to me let me take you to the car and call someone for help "seriously handsome what are you doing I am not looking for a boyfriend" he ignores my comments and lifts me up anyway.

On our way out, the world around me begins to shake; I had clearly had too much to drink. Fletcher notices us outside the club/restaurant and asks, "woah Vinnie, is Nai okay?" Vinnie ignores him, and they begin photographing and filming. Fuck. Since my dumbass is capable of reacting with actions, I flip off the paparazzi until I get in the car. Everything after that was a blur, but I remember Michael and Vinnie taking me to my room at the house.