You finally found a time to fly to LA to see your best friend Johnnie Gulibert, but you have a secret you're finally moving to LA. However, you meet his roommate Jake Webber and he might just be the love of your life.
Third Person Pov: It was Friday afternoon, and Johnnie was sitting on the floor while Y/n carefully applied black hair dye to his roots. Jake, their roommate, had left early in the morning, and no one had thought much of it until he burst into the apartment with multiple bags in his hands.
Johnnie winced as Y/n pulled at his hair, trying to get the dye evenly distributed. He had been wanting to dye his roots black for a while now, but he never had the time to do it himself. Thankfully, Y/n was always there to help him out with his hair experiments.
As Y/n continued to work on Johnnie's hair, they couldn't help but notice the good mood Jake was in.
"Hey, Jake, Colby invited us to another party tonight. He said just to text him if we were going." Johnnie mumbled before wincing again from Y/n, pulling his hair. Jake plopped down next to Y/n and pulled his bag next to him. "So, I went to the gym, right? And... I got distracted from this store across the street and...I got you this!" Jake pulled out a Choco Cat Plush and another ugly Garfield for Johnnie. "Thanks, Jake! I love it!" I smiled as Johnnie immediately took a picture with it.
(Time Skip)
Third Person Pov: As Y/n sat in the kitchen, sipping on a pre-party drink, she couldn't help but marvel at the overpowering scents that filled the air. The combined smells of perfume, cologne, and hairspray mixed together in a cloud that seemed to envelop the entire house. It was clear that everyone was getting ready for the highly anticipated house party that night. Just then, Johnnie walked into the kitchen with his phone in hand, ready to take a quick picture for social media. Y/n smiled and obliged, wanting to capture the moment before the craziness of the party began. She couldn't help but admire her friend's outfit, the crisp smell of his cologne mixing with the flowery scent of her perfume. As they posed for the picture, Jake quickly photo bombed.
Y/n's Pov: ''Hey, Jake,'' I said with a smile as I placed the glass down on the kitchen island. Jake stood before me with a smirk on his face. As he wrapped his arm around my waist, my heart skipped a beat. I couldn't help but feel giddy every time he touched me. You look beautiful as always,' he complimented, making me blush. I let out a small laugh and replied, 'Thank you. You don't look too bad yourself.' We shared a playful banter before I reminded him of our plans for the evening.
(Your Outfit for the Party! You can change if you want to :3)
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'You ready to go?' I asked, grabbing my Juicy Couture Daydreamer purse. "Yeah, let's go, Johnnie!!" Jake moved his arm away from me before pulling Johnnie with him outside. They are the ultimate dorks. When we got to the party, it was immediately like a club scene. I'm talking like shots, pictures, dancing, and it all over again. At that point, I was ready to go home, but Jake jumped out of nowhere. "Heyy, y/n." He slurred on his words before pulling me up from the couch. "Jake, we gotta go. Johnnie has crashed out already, and..." I stopped midway when I saw her. Vicky was there.
Vicky's Pov: How could I be a so called bitch? I mean, this girl from across the country decided to get in between my relationship. I thought she would be smart enough not to take things that don't belong to her. I walked towards the couch where Jake, y/n, and his weird friend Johnnie sat at. "Jake, we have to talk." I scoffed before pulling him towards me. "Wait, y/n was telling me something important. She wanted to..." I cut him off before he could finish. "I don't understand why you would throw us away? Didn't you enjoy our times? I fixed you when you couldn't do it yourself."
Y/n's Pov: Who the fuck? There's no way Vicky just degraded him like that. "Vicky, that's too far. You're clearly drunk, and so are we. This isn't the right place or time to talk about this." I said before I felt a cold splash on my face. She just threw her drink in my face, and I'm not letting that go.
Third Person Pov: The tension between Vicky and Y/n had been building up for weeks, and it finally reached its breaking point at the party.Their arguments had become more frequent and intense, and it seemed like they couldn't agree on anything anymore.
As they stood face to face, their voices rose in an angry exchange of words. Vicky was accusing Y/n of being a homewrecker, while Y/n argued that Vicky was being unreasonable.
Suddenly, in a fit of rage, Vicky pushed Y/n's head, causing them to stumble backward. Y/n's eyes widened in shock and anger as they lunged towards Vicky, ready to defend herself. The two of them were now in a full-blown physical fight, much to the shock and dismay of the other party-goers.
Jake quickly intervened and tried to pull Vicky off of Y/n. But Vicky was relentless, fueled by their anger and frustration. On the other side, Johnnie was desperately trying to pull Y/n away from Vicky before things got even more out of hand.
The once lively and carefree party had now turned into chaos and tension. People were trying to separate Vicky and Y/n, while others looked on in shock and disbelief. The argument between them had escalated to a point where it seemed like there was no turning back.
As Vicky and Y/n continued to fight, their emotions were running high. It was clear that this was more than just a simple argument. After a few tugs, Jake pulled Vicky away while y/n lifted a chunk of Vicky's hair extensions. Vicky screamed as she looked like a trashy mess. "Fuck you, bitch!" Vicky scoffed before ripping herself away from Jake. She walked away and held her heel in one hand and her purse in the other before walking out the door. Jake turned to y/n. "There was no reason for that to go that far, y/n." Jake sighed before y/n's eyes widened. "What? Is it my fault? No, it's your tramps fault. I didn't do anything but defend myself. I can't even look at you, Jake." She laughed out of shock before grabbing her purse. "Wait, y/n! I didn't mean it like that!" Jake said before following her.
Word Count: 1150
>>>>>>>>>>>>> Author's Note: Sorry, this chapter took so long. This is the worst one if I wrote, but it's because I'm in a writer's block. If you have ideas, PLEASE let me know. -Vi
