We walked into another room after going through many hallways, me and Billie holding hands, walking with a man I just met.

"How do I find myself in these type of sketchy situations?" I ask myself.

The white walls were covered in a blue tint all around the tiny living area. There was a table with a few chairs in the middle of the room. One window that was covered up, while there was only one door, the door we went into.

"Kim! She's here." Devon shouts.

Then, a girl bolted straight for Billie. The female teen hugged the shorter girl, causing her to remove her hand from mine and go around the teens waist. I frown, quickly looking at my now empty hand, then look up at the scene in front of me .

They pull away from each other. The girl from what I could see was red, and had a huge smile on her face.

"Oh my god! I love you so much!" She states pointing at her hoodie, which was Billies merch.

I stand awkwardly next to the two girls talking. Devon looks at me with a smile. He shakes his head back and forth before turning away.

"Fucking creep" I mumble.

"Can you take a picture please?" The fan says. "Sure," I put on a fake smile taking her phone.

Billie looks at the camera holding the girls waist. I shift uncomfortably and hold up the device.

Bil smirks. Oh god, what is she going to do now?

Billie then gets closer to the girl. Smiling for the picture. The girl in Billies arms squirms with excitement from the random movement. I rest my face, trying not to react in anyway.

I click a few pictures then hand the phone back. "Here you go." I say, "Kim, right?" "Yeah, and who are you?" She sassed.

I lift up a brow. "Y/n. Billies-" "Best friend. My best friend. She's my whole life." Billie cuts me off.

Kim shakes her head while I smile. "Oh, fun. Well I gotta go. It was good meeting you." Kim said walking out of the room. I snicker. "Y'all can leave now." Devon said. "Unless you wanna hear sad music blast in here." He says harshly.

I grab Billies hand and walk out the door. I laughed loudly as she shuts the other rooms only entrance . "That was fucking weird bro!" "Facts." She says facing me. "Back to the party?" I ask the blue eyed girl. "Sure," Billie says looking a little disappointed, but grabs my hand, pulling me to the party anyway.

—

We make our way to the loud music, greeted by Rich covered in glitter. "Hey girlies!" He shouts wrapping his arms around us. "Hey!" I say back with the same energy.

I see Billie eyeing a random dude, "Bil?" I say, "I'll be back guys!" Billie says leaving Rich's grip.

Rich let's go of me too. "Listen little girl," he jokes, "I put that song on and left you two, only for me to look a few seconds later and y'all are GONE!" Rich laughs. "You better explain yourself."

"Listen, a weird guy took us to a room and Billie met a fan, it was weird!" I respond. "But we were laughing and holding hands," I say smiling. Rich brightens up, "I'm happy for you!" He exclaimed, "but it's not a party unless your WASTED! WOOO" Rich yelled, pulling me to the bar. I chuckle at his antics and go along.

—

By this time I'm stumbling around. Rich by my side, a little more sober than me.

I was crossed, and dancing in place like a crackhead. Rich was laughing at everything while I was yelling at him to "shut the fuck up". I must have said that a thousand times by now to the giggling blonde. But it felt like he was laughing every second. And I was getting annoyed.

I don't remember exactly but I think I slapped someone. All I remember from that was a girl on the ground and John, Rich's "friend" from earlier, pulling my big shirt, stopping me from hitting her again. Happens you know.

Eli was nowhere to be found. I only saw him one time since the beginning of the party.

He was definitely with yet another female.

—

I slid down on the floor, the room was a little shaky and I felt this burning sensation in my throat.

This was my first time being this waisted so I began to feel a little panicked.

I felt someone grab my arm and pull me up. It was Eli. "You look a little white, let's-" that was all I heard before his voice cut out. Next thing I know, we started moving to another place.

We reached a bathroom. He sat me down on the floor next to the toilet, and he sat on the edge of the bathtub.

"You looked like you were about to puke. Just in case." Eli reassured.

Then, a drunk Rich came tripping in. "Is my best-bitch okay!?" He slurred, touching my face.

I swat his hand away. "Come on Rich, shes fine." Eli sat Rich on the other side of the bathroom.

"Y/n" E called out to me. I focus my eyes on him, "I'll be right back. If you need to throw up the toilets right there."

I shake my head while Eli leaves the room.

"I love you bestie." Rich called out to loudly, "shhhh," I respond back. "Love you too." I say quietly to my glittery covered friend. He smiled and sunk back down on the floor.

—

I puked once before Eli made it back into the restroom. And I hated every second of it.

Rich tried helping, but it didn't work when he had to back away because he would end up puking too.

"Guys I'm back." Eli opens the door. "Here," he says handing me a plastic cup filled with cold water.

I drink it slowly, spilling some on me. "Hey! Where's mine?" Rich whined. "Richard, shut the fuck up!" I say back.

"You love me!" He bickers, "not after this I will!"

"Guys!" Eli cuts in. He hands Rich a cup of water too.

Rich leans in closer to Eli, "get her a mint. She threw up and I could smell her breath from here."

"I got that covered" Eli says. He walked over to me and hands me a mint lifesaver. I take it, shrugging off what Rich had said.

—

We made it back to the party. I was a little more sober then before. But I was still pretty bad.

Rich was still Rich and I still wanted to punch his face in.

My friends left me sitting on a couch, right next to the "dance floor".

I look in the corner and see Billie talking to the guy she was eye fucking before I got like this.

Jealousy filled through my body watching them. Billie from what I could tell was buzzed. She wouldn't laugh that hard at this guys jokes. He looks like he would have dry ass puns.

I make my way over to them, going trough sweaty bodies, just to get to her.

Once I was there I tapped her on the shoulder. "Excuse me ma'am," I say in a bad British accent.

Billie turns around, "hey y/n." "Can I borrow this beautiful lady real quick?" I ask the ugly boy in front of me.

"I mean we were just talking so n-" before he could say no I took Billie away from him.

"Y/n! He was cute!" Billie whines like how Rich did about John. "I don't care, even if he was Justin Bieber!" I shout.

"Oh but he's cute too!" She whines again. I sigh annoyingly.

—

I take her up to a random room.

Once she goes in I go to the door and lock it. "Y/n what are you doing?" The shorter girl questioned.

"Taking you away from that fuckboy!" I yell dramatically.

She laughed, "You're obliviously drunk." "No shit!" I say. "Can you stop yelling?" Billie says. "Can you stop being pretty?" I fight back. Billie goes quiet. "That's what I thought." I said.

She just rolled her eyes and I go to sit down on the bed. "Why do you find ugly boys cute?" I question. "I don't know." She says pretending do be serious. Billie then sits down next to me. "If you give an ugly guy a chance, you give him to much power dude!" I giggle. "You have a point," Bil says.

"You're so pretty. Yet you give guys like that a chance." I look at her in the eyes.

All while I was trashed I couldn't see clearly, but when I looked into her eyes my vision was crystal clear.

She looked back into mine and I could feel myself getting lost in them.

I leaned in, and so did she. We stopped, just centimeters apart. I could feel her breath hit my lips.

Billie then closed the gap between us, crashing her lips onto mine. I close my eyes, don't want to make it weird. It wasn't the first time, but it felt like it.

Sparks went all through my body, as I fall more and more in love with this girl.

She finally pulled away, making me a little sad. I open my eyes slowly, to catch her staring.

Her face was unreadable which scared me.

I felt dizzy with all the thinking and being intoxicated didn't help. I felt very sober in that moment, but it was all coming back.

"Shit! Sorry. I know we just got on good terms again." Billie apologized. I took her hand and held them with mine, "you don't need to be sorry. I was gonna do that same thing." I giggle, the alcohol finally hitting me.

She smiled and looked away shyly.

"I know it wasn't our first time kissing each other but-" "it felt like it" I cut her off. Bil shakes her head, "Yeah,"

We look up at each other and laugh.

I shot up from the loud knocking.

I go to answer the wooden door, ready to kill whoever the person on the other side was.

I unlock the white wood and it went flying open. It was the one and only Richard.

"What is going on in here!" He shouts, moving past me. "I know you two ain'T fucking!"

"Rich we're not fucking," I protest, he gives me a look, "Sure looks like it. The door locked, Billie on a bed, red faces! What?! You two playing twister!" The glitter boy yells.

I sigh, "Rich, nothing happened!" I could tell he still didn't believe it. "Sure, but if y'all not done in five minutes, I'm leaving you here!" And with that he leaves, slamming the door on his way out.

I heard Billie laugh loudly as I walk over to get closer to the bed. I turn my attention on her, "What?" I say. "It was funny. That will not get old!" She says standing from the bed. I mumble a 'whatever' as I go to open the door.

Billie spins me around and pecks my lips real quick before running out of the room.

"That motherfuck- get back here!" I yell running after Billie.

At least I get a workout from this party.