roommates

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Cameron's POV

"So.... what are we doing?" Matt asks. The guys and Andrea are over.

"Well, Bethers decided she was wrong to judge your past. She wants to give you a chance to redeem yourself." I smirk at Beth. She just shakes her head.

"Alright. What are we doing?" Shawn asks Matt's question, again.

"Let's get drunk!" Andrea yells, already tipsy.

"Bar?" Nash offers. Everybody agrees, and we get ready.

"Wait. We need a Designated Driver." I stop everyone when reality hits me.

"Well I bet Bethany is to wimpy to drink." Jack G snickers.

"No. I'm not. I'm drinking." she stiffens up.

"Sure." he mumbles.

"Well whatever. I'm not drinking." Shawn speaks up.

"Okay. Shawn it it. Let's go." I announce.

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Bethany's POV

We arrive at the "bar." Which is actually a club, but whatever. We all walk in and head straight to the bar. I'm the last in the blob of people. When it's my turn, I don't know what to order. Andrea comes up behind me, and yells over the music to the bartender.

The bartender nods and turns around, mixing things together. He turns back around, handing me the drink. I take it and gulp some down. It burns my throat. So I drink more.

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We've been here awhile, and I'm sooooo drunk. I've been grinding on Cameron for quit a while. While dancing on him, Cameron turns me around and stares at me. He pulls me in, and kisses me. I grab the back of his neck and pull him in closer, then start dancing on him again.

We pull away and I start sucking on his neck, while he whispers in my ear.

"I want you."

We continue till I hear my name being called.

"Bethany!" I turn as far as I can, since Cam has is arms wrapped tight around my waist. I see Jack G.

"What are you doing with this lousy piece of crap?" he stumbles over, slurring his words.

Cam let's go of me and looks around. He puts his hands up with a confused look on his drunk face. "What're you looookkkin at?"

"You." Jack G says getting in Cam's face. Jack pulls me in by the waist, and pushes Cam, making him fall into another girl.

"Come onnnnnn, baby. You need a real mannnn." he slurs. I stumble around, trying to walk away. But I fail.

What are you doing, Beth? Remember? Let loose. AND the crazy "dare."

Ah dang.

Come on. let loose.

I gotta let loose. I stop trying to get away from Jack, and examine his face. I wrap my arms around his neck, and pull him in.

"Come on."