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{MO''S POV}
As I finally found my way to 13th street and headed down the long dead end I could faintly hear the sound of base. I began to get a little giddy, I kinda haven't been to a party in so long. Oh my god this is gonna be so fun!! When I finally reached the door I went to open it and it creaked open. No one paid any attention as the music was too loud. I looked around as I made my way in. Assortment of different lamps covered the ground and a few strong light were stung up to give light. There was a couple couches and chairs scattered all over the floor giving seating area. I saw the guys standing in the middle talking to some girls and honestly I couldn't help but feels twang in my chest. I shook it off and made my way further into the warehouse. I took a turn and walked up to the table that had a liquor on it. I grabbed a bottle of vodka and poured a tall glass. I went and walked around and scanned the room. By this time I saw the guys dispersed and what really caught my eye was Chris was all over this women with long curly green hair she looked like she was wearing a latex dress with heels I could faintly see tattoos covered her arms and legs. I felt a bit of jealous honestly. Like didn't he just profess his love for me in front of other people like two days ago!? I huffed and turned on my heels walking in the other direction taking sips of my drink as I went. I made my way up the creaky stairs to a dark secluded area of the warehouse that wasn't occupied. I sat on the ground with my legs dangling over the banister. I dug around in my bag and grabbed a cigarette and my phone. I lit my cigarette and saw I had a notification. I clicked on it and saw it was a text from an unknown number.

"Thought you'd like to see this(;"

Attached to the message was a video of that woman with Chris feeling all up on him and making out. I felt disgusted looking at that. Locking my phone I slid it back in my bag. I decided to finish my cigarette and do a bump of my newly found substance. As this warm sensation washed over me I felt like I was on a cloud. I stumbled down the stairs and ran straight into someone. "Oh god I'm so sorry are you alright?" He said I looked up to him and nodded my head slightly "I've never seen you around here before, my name is Zak and you are?" He asked with his hands still on my arm and lower waist as he steadied my rocking. "Oh, I'm Mo, I haven't been here in years so that's probably why." I say simply in response to Zak. He was honestly fucking hot as hell. His black shit right against his muscles. His black hair slightly spiked in the front. I couldn't help but start feeling my self blush as I finally realized where his hands were. I placed one on his arm and we started walking around chatting and laughing with eachother. I immediately blurted out in the middle of him telling me a ghost story "I'm sorry to interrupt your story zak, but I have got to ask, how do you know Vinny?" He raised his eyebrow at me and chuckled " I don't actually... a busy of mine got the invite and well here I am?" He said in between laughs. I slapped his arm lightly. "Well okay then. This works for me." I said with a smile. Taking a sip from my cup. "Oh noooooo it's empty!" I squealed as I poured up at him. "Well my dear let me get you a new one. What were you drinking?" Zack asked as he took my cup from my hands. I pondered for a minute. "Anything really." He nodded his head and walked off.

I felt these hands grab my shoulders spinning me around to face them. My eyes grew wide as I looked up at Chris. "Mo! When did you get here!? Why didn't you come say hi to me and the guys?" He asked hurt evident in his voice. I gulped fluttering my eyes trying to think "I got here like 30 minutes to an hour ago... yall seemed busy so I didn't want to intrude." I say looking directly at my feet. "Huh? You could never intrude Mo what the hell would make you think such a thing?" He replied back voice raised slightly. I finally met his eyes and my breath hitched in my throat as the only thing I saw when I looked at him was the video that was sent to me a couple minute prior. I shrugged "yall were talking to girls and I didn't want anyone to think one of you were taken so I stayed away....now if you'll excuse me I.. I have to go.." all to quickly words fell out of my mouth and I felt my feet start walking faster and faster trying to find the exit of the building. I need a smoke and bad.

{CHRIS'S POV}

I was left confused by Mos actions and words. I stood there as I watched her make her way to exit already pulling a cigarette out of her bag. The next thing I knew my thoughts were interrupted by someone talking. "Hey man was Mo just with you? I got her refil on her drink? Did she leave?" This guy said in my direction I snapped my head towards him and huffed. "Yeah she's outside. I gotta go." Was all I could reply back to him. With that being said I turned on my heels and made my way back to the guys. As I settled in next to Abigail I placed my arm around her. Everyone was deep in conversation about our next tour and how sick it was gonna be with Abigail and the other girls accompanying us as back up dancers. When the conversation subsided I decided now was probably a good time to speak. "Ay yo did yall know Mo was here? I literally just happen to see her a few minutes ago when I went to the bathroom.." I wasn't speaking to anyone directly "Whoah what? She came and didn't say anything?" Justin said a little taken aback that she would do something like that considering she's glued to all of our hips. Not in a bad what but.. ya know? "Yeah man, and she seemed like she would have been a bother to us." I replied back trying not to show emotion too much since I just met Abigail and didn't want to seem like I liked Mo.. oh shit .. that's exactly why Mo didn't say hi.. As I was in thought Lorna spoke up "Wait. Who is this Mo person you al speak of??" She said quietly but loud enough over the music as she hangs onto Justin's arm. I started slightly before Ricky began talking to answer her question. "Mo is one of the bands friends, we've know her for what like a year?" Ricky questions and there was a course of yeahs from Ryan and Vinny. "Well if she's just a friend I have nothing to worry about" Abigail giggled as she kissed my check. I smiled in reply of her kiss and we all fell into a comfortable rhythm of conversation. We talked for what seemed hours before everyone got quiet and Vinny started tapping Ryan's shoulder. Everyone sorta of looked passed me and Abigail. We turned our attention to what was behind us and lo and behold there stood Mo.

{MO'S POV}

I came back inside after internally screaming at myself for not saying hello to the boys and o guess it was stupid of me so I might as well go and make an appearance after all. I gather the rest of my courage and slowly made my way over to the couch they all sat at with their dates. My plans were immensely sweaty and my head raced. I don't know why I was so nervous. Maybe it used to being the only girl? I don't know. Fuck. Once I got close enough I could hear their laughter and conversation it came all too quickly to an end. Now everyone was quiet and staring at me like I grew five heads.  "Uhm.. hey guys.." I said trying to plaster a fake smile to my face. There was a small hello back from everyone. "I was uhm wondering if.. anyone would like to dance with me?" I said as I placed my hand crossed my body on my other arm nervously. After a moment Chris spoke up in reply "Well actually we're a little busy right now." He says pulling the girl he had his arm around closer. "Oh uhm yeah. No totally understandable! Sorry for the uhm intrusion. I'll see yall around." I smile brightly and then turn on my heels and head for the door.

As I was making my way out the door I erupted into tears and sobs. I didn't mean to intrude, I really didn't. Before I stepped out of the warehouse I started hitting myself in the head and pulling my hair. As I started doing this I ran as fast as I could putting motionless in white and this warehouse in my rear view.

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