Johns POV.

My mind is, quite frankly, blanking out.

She's getting closer to me. It's like time itself is slower. Or maybe I'm dying or some shit, I don't know.

Closing my eyes, I step back quickly. "No, Angelica." I say, trying to keep a tone, but say it a bit softly, averting my gaze to the floor, not wanting to meet her eyes.

"What? Why?" She questioned me. I didn't dare look at her.

"Because," I took a breath. "You're really drunk. How, I don't know. But I'm not going to take advantage of you. If you kiss me, I want you to mean it."

Gathering my strength, I bravely looked at her face. Her confused, worried and angry features relax. Her expression turned soft.

"Ugh, you're so boring! I like you a lot Johnny!" She whines and grins. I should've known it when she grinned like that.

Surprising me, she grabbed my shoulders and pulled me to her. She connects our lips against my will and kisses me.

The taste of alcohol lingered it's way to my tongue. Her lips were soft, unlike to what I assumed. I had to fight the urge to move my lips with hers.

For a while, I didn't do anything. Her grip on me was strong. I couldn't pull away because if I did, Angie would end up on the floor.

"Ang-" I protest against her lips, but she was wrapping her legs around my waist now. Do I fight this?

I try to ask her. "Angie." I say, pulling away when she puts her hands around my neck.

"No! Come back, please?" She makes a puppy face and I stifled a laugh. She sounded like a child. A cute one at that.

Dazed from that.. kiss, I shake my head. "This- this isn't okay, Angie. You'll be regretting this in the morning."

She pouts and her eyebrows frown. She's breathing heavily, and I'm terrified of what she might say.

Or do.

"You or me?"

Huh? I furrow my eyebrows.

"Huh?" I repeat my thoughts.

"Is it me who's going to regret this, or you? " She asks coldly, before pushing me a little further, hopping down to the ground and goes to the living room.

I rubbed my temples and looked at my side.

I didn't even notice Hade was there the whole time.

"You screwed up! Angelica when drunk-" He sighed dreamily. "So good."

I made a face in disgust. "You, Hade, are disgusting. I mean, you only like her when she's drunk?"

Hade nodded and wiggled his eyebrows before leaving the room, going after Angelica.

I sigh out of exasperation and run my fingers through my hair. I needed a.. break from all this. Girls are hard to figure out. Or maybe it's my feelings that are hard to get ahold of.

"GAH!" I huff, then go into the living room.

So. Many. Fluffy cotton balls.

"What the hell happened in here?" I raise my voice, trying to make it heard through the music. If you would call it that.

Quinn looks over at me, she is laying on Dylans lap, his fingers are stroking her long brown hair.

"Oops! Guys, quieten the music please!" She laughs. I hear the music quiten down, and I turn my head to see Becky turning it down. Good, now I can hear myself think.

"Where's Angelica?" I walk to Dylan and plop myself on the sofa, which was almost covered, with cans.

Dylan shrugs and places a soft kiss on Quinn's forehead, to which she lustfully looks up at him.

"Thank you for the help." I mutter sarcastically, standing up and walking to the hallway. I pick up two of the suitcases I brought in, and take them to my room.

I stop abruptly when I see Angie on my bed, sleeping, her body curled into a ball, her chest rising up and down with every breath.

Hey dirty blonde hair was messily tied in a bun, and sprawled on my pillow. As funny as it is, I've never seen her this beautiful.

I drop the suitcases and walk in. I contemplate whether to run my fingers through her hair, to assure her that I was there, or just ignore everything that had happened tonight.

I sighed and decided on the second option.

I turn around and head towards the door when I hear a muffled, "John."

I turned around as quickly as I turned back and glided big steps towards her. She stirred in her sleep, and reached her arms out to me.

"John?" She asked me, her eyes closed.

"Yeah?" I whispered, crouching down so I could hear her better.

"I genuinely like you."

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  :: 𝑨𝑼𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑹𝑺 𝑵𝑶𝑻𝑬 ::

Oh my goodness, I'm soo sorry for the long time no update!! This chapter was probably shit, XD, but anyways, I've been keeping it in the drafts for far too long.

I promise I'll try to write more! School is really testing my patience, and taking up most of my time.

xx, Malia xx