I step out of the car, following Kevin, Travis and Julia towards William's house. I gasp when I see how big the hous is. It's literally bigger than my future. Oh, right. I don't really have a future so it doesn't make sense, but you get it. Travis runs up the steps, knocking on the door while almost jumping around because he's so excited. I wish I could relate, man. After a while, William opens the door, looking at us. I've only met him once, so his face is not that familiar, but I still hug him. Unfortunately, he reminds me a bit of John and that's fucked up. Maybe it's just the blonde hair. hopefully it's just the blonde hair. As I walk into the house, I regret going here from the beginning. There are so many people in this fucking house, way too many people and I immediately feel a bit sweaty. I try to ignore it, though. If Billie was here, everything would have felt better. Sometimes, it feels as if she's the only one who's able to calm me down.

''Let's get something to drink'', Julia says, grabbing my hand and pulling me into the kitchen. She grabs four glasses and fills them with a mix of vodka and a weird soda that I've never heard about. When she's done, she hands us the drinks and I don't think twice before raising the glass to my mouth, drinking some of it. It tastes like shit to be honest, but the effects are something that I need to survive through this night so I just keep drinking. After a while, the party doesn't feel as bad as it did when I first entered the house. I smile before entering the living room where the music is blasting through the speakers. The song is familiar, but I just can't remember the name of it right now. Fortunately, Julia and Kevin aren't fucking in the bathroom like I thought they would, they're staying with me, dancing and having fun. After a while, people start to cheer and I turn around in confusion. I clap my hands and cheer as well when I realise that Travis is making out with Emily. Finally, he got some love. Someone takes a picture where you can see Travis making out with her and it's really cute, but still gross. I don't think that much about it before returnin to dancing.

I feel pretty sick to my stomach, so I sit down in the couch, soon being joined by Travis and Julia.

''Yo, how was it?'' I ask Travis.

''It was good, man. I like her a lot, but I don't know if we'll be something more'', he answers, looking at her as she dances with her friends.

''What time is it?'' I ask Julia who's on her phone.

''It's two am, we should leave in an hour or something. My parents are coming home tomorrow, but fortunately, Kevin's parents are travling to Spain right now so we'll be there instead!'' Julia says, smirking.

''No way, that's a weird coincidence'', I chuckle and I'm pretty thankful for having another time without any parents. I'm sick of being jealous.

After a while, we all start to feel a bit too drunk to stay so we decide to leave the party at half past four. Julia just called an uber. Or, is it called uber? Did I just come up with that word? That's funny. When I walk over the floor, I feel really sick and dizzy so I have to lean onto Julia not to fall.

''Oh my god, you drank way too much, man'', she says with a sad chuckle. Why would she be sad? I feel so incredibly tired and for a second it feels as if I'm going to pass out on the floor. Julia sighs and wraps my arm around her shoulder and puts her arm around my waist to help me walk. I'm clearly the youngest one here, so I earn a few glances from people who wonder what the fuck I'm doing here. That's rude. When the uber arrives, I enter it and sit down in the seat.

''It's spinning'', I mumble and Julia chuckles while I lean onto her shoulder.

''We need to keep an eye on her next time, bro'', Kevin says, nodding at me.

''No, I'm not even drunk'', I laugh. Why are they so overprotective?

''No, I'm sorry. You're the most sober of us all'', Kevin sighs, looking out through the window.

Being too tired to think, I eventually fall asleep on Julia's shoulder.

I wake up in confusion by several noices from my phone. While furrowing my eyebrows, I yawn before unlocking my phone. Billie has texted me several times and I open up our snapchat conversation, gasping at what she wrote.

No. She didn't. I try to text her, but they won't send. Fuck! I didn't even do anything with Travis so what the fuck is she talking about? I feel all sweaty and scared as I run down the stairs, not giving a fuck about my hungover.

''Julia!'' I scream, making her jump when she sees me.

''What's going on?'' She asks, confused.

''Billie texted me and accused me of cheating on her with Travis at the party but I didn't even touch him!'' I scream, feeling how I start to panick. She just looks at me in confusion before answering.

''You didn't touch him, not as I remember. Weren't he all over that girl? Why would she think that?'' She asks.

''Apparently she saw a fucking pciture of it happening but I don't know what fucking picture she's talking about'', I say. Is I utter those words, both me and Julia look at each other as if we just realised something.

''Didn't someone take a picture of Emily and him?'' I start.

''She must have thought that it was you!'' Julia says and I realise that the girl actually looked a bit like me from the back with the dark, wavy hair.

''How the fuck should I tell her?'' I ask, running my hand through my hair in frustration.

''Text her?''

''She blocked me, Julia!''

''Just go to her, then. Go to her house and tell her everything'', she says.

''Okay, I'll try'', I mumble before putting my shoes on. She will probably not even open the door, but it's worth a try. Everything that matters right now is to get her back. I will get her back.