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Music blasted from the large speakers, which were placed all around Genies humongous mansion, where the after party was taking place. The house was packed to its brim with celebrities, all of which had attended the Billboard awards. Colorful lights flashed from every corner, tables were lined with drinks and a wide variety of foods, and many people bopped to the songs being played while conversing with other guests.

Anna and Kristoff swayed hand in hand to the beat of the music. The strawberry blonde giggled at another corny joke her boyfriend had told her, and buried her head into his shoulder.

"They're so perfect," Elsa slurred out to the brunette she leaned on as they watched the couple from afar. In her hand, she lazily held onto one of the many glasses of wine she had been drinking since the party had begun. Flynn nodded, one of his strong arms wrapped around her upper waist as he took a gulp of his beer. The two had been drunk for quite some time now, only getting even more intoxicated by the minute as they continued drinking. "I wish I could be like that with someone..." the platinum blonde pouted sadly.

Flynn turned his head slowly, looking down to her with passionate eyes. He noticed that she had closed hers, as her head rested on his shoulder. Elsa had told him she wasn't ready for something like that, but now here she was, saying she was. The brunette knew it must have been the alcohol talking, he knew everything he was thinking was the beer too, but a small part of him felt like it wasn't. His head gently lay against hers, "Me too." He whispered, the loud music blocking it out.

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"The boys and I have been talking to our manager about an opening act for our tour this year," Naveen, a member of the very well known One Direction, explained to Jack. "We'd love 5sos to do it!"

The white headed boy gave a grin, overjoyed at such an amazing opportunity. "Dude, that would be insane!" He cheered. "Thanks, man."

"Anytime," Naveen flashed a smile, fixing his grey tuxedo jacket. "You'll definitely be hearing from our team." He patted Jack's shoulder and bid him farewell before turning swiftly and disappearing into the crowd.

Jack exhaled with happiness, beginning to look around for a certain golden haired girl. Within a few seconds, he spotted her over by the food table with various other celebrities. He made his way towards her, coming up from behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. She jumped at the sudden movement, but giggled once she saw that it was him. "Hey blondie." He greeted smoothly yet simply as they swayed together, him kissing her cheek.

"Get a room!"

The two looked up to see Merida approaching them with a smug smile on her face. Jack groaned at her, while Punzie laughed at her childishness. "You're just jealous, Red." Jack stick his tongue out at her.

"Of what? You're PDA?" She replied sarcastically, only making Raps laugh more. Mer picked up what seemed like her millionth shot of the night. She downed it quickly, not getting effected by it whatsoever.

"How're you not dead yet?" Jack exclaimed. "You've been drinking all night, and you're barely even tipsy!" It was quite obvious he was a little envious of her skill.

Merida grinned once again, "You're just jealous, Frost." She answered, imitating him from earlier. Jack gritted his teeth at her.

Suddenly, a new song came blasting from the speakers, making Punzie gasp with delight. She giddily held onto Jacks upper arm. "I love this song! Let's go dance!" She squealed, dragging him towards the dance floor before he could even say anything. Merida smiled at the duo, grabbing another shot glass from the table and chugging it.

"Well, I can see you're still a master at holding your drink." A masculine voice remarked with a chuckle from behind her.

The redhead laughed, setting her tiny glass down and turning to who she assumed was one of her celebrities friends. "Yeah I—" she stopped when she lay eyes on who was standing in front of her. He was tall, and had slick brown hair. His black tux made his all too familiar ocean colored eyes pop. Merida sucked in her breath, feeling her body stiffen and hands clench. "Josh?"

Her ex boyfriend shifted his weight from one foot to the other awkwardly. "Long time no see..." he gave a small smile, the tension between them only becoming worse. Josh glanced her up and down, trying to keep his cool. "You look great, Mer."

"Shut up." She quickly replied, coldly. Josh was caught off guard by her snappiness, and he raised his eyes to meet hers one again. "What are you doing here?" She demanded, lifting her hand and pushing his chest with aggression.

Josh cleared his throat, seeing how defensive she had become in a matter of seconds. "I was invited."

"By who?" Merida asked, narrowing her eyes and folding her arms.

"By me." A feminine voice spoke up, coming closer to the pair. Merida widened her eyes as the figure of a dirty blonde headed girl came to Josh's side, one of her hands placing itself on his shoulder and the other around his lower arm, pulling him closer and kissing him roughly. Merida looked away with discomfort. The girl wore a long dark green gown which had a slit by her left side, showing off some of her leg. Her hair was mostly left down, although small plait designs were decorated around the back of her head. After finally pushing away from Josh, she smirked wickedly at Mer. "I told you this wasn't over."

"Seriously, Astrid? You come in here with my ex boyfriend just to get back at me?" Merida scoffed. "That's low, even for you."

Astrid laughed, mockingly. "Well, yes. But also because, I love him so so much." She turned to Josh once again, and the two pecked lips for what felt like forever.

Merida gulped with confusion. "Wait, you two are dating?"

"Jealous much?" Astrid spat out sassily, reminding Merida of the playful argument her and Jack had only a few minutes before hand, but this time, it wasn't a joke at all.

The red head breath out and rolled her eyes, looking away for a moment before staring daggers at Astrid. "You're an evil, stone cold, self centered bitch." She let out, suddenly. Astrid's mouth hung gapped, while Josh stepped forward with a more serious face than before.

"What did you just say?" He bared his teeth slightly, making Merida take a step back. He abruptly grabbed onto her upper arm, making the red head wince at how strong he was. She tried to push away, but he kept a firm grip on her, beginning to lead her outside. Astrid followed, a snigger still plastered on her face. Merida protested numerous times, although neither of them listened. Josh let go of her aggressively once they made it outside the house, where it was drizzly raining. He moved closer to her with a look of anger in his eyes.

It seemed as though the brunette was going to do something, but before he could, a fist came swinging rapidly at him from behind Merida, whacking him in the face. Josh stumbled to the ground, Astrid gasping. Mer turned to see Hiccup standing behind her, exhaling after the punch he had given. Josh got up swiftly and pushed the band member to the ground, the two beginning to fight more and more. "Hiccup!" The red head cried, trying to get between the two, but she found it impossible.

The rest of the eight came pounding out from the house, Elsa and Flynn being dragged by the others since they were drunk. The three boys immediately ran in and pulled Hiccup away from Josh. Kristoff went and grabbed Josh, yanking him away from his friend. The two boys continued to try and get at each other, but soon stopped as they were held off from one another. Astrid pushed Kris away from Josh snappily, while the girls ran to Merida to make sure she was alright.

Hiccup shoved the boys off him, before beginning to storm off back into the house. Merida glanced to the girls for a moment, before running after the brunette as quickly as she could. She followed him up the stairs, calling out his name, but he ignored her. The drummer went for the first room he saw, which was one of the many bedrooms of the house. He pushed open the the door and made his way inside, hoping Merida wouldn't catch up with him. The red head hurried her pace, and just about managed to stick her foot in the door before it could close. Hiccup sighed as she pushed her way through, closing the door behind her. The brunette sat on the bed, facing the wall so he wouldn't have to look at her.

"I had that under control." She said sternly.

Hiccup snapped his head around and stood up. His nose was bleeding and it seemed that he was forming a black eye. "Really, Merida?! 'Cause it seemed like you didn't!" He yelled.

"What if the paparazzi had seen that? The press would've been on our asses for months!" Mer shouted back.

Hiccup took a deep breath, looking down to the ground. "I wasn't going to let him hurt you."

"But he hurt you instead." Merida frowned. "It was a bad idea. If the others hadn't pulled you away at that moment, who knows what would've happened..." he paused for a moment. "I can't believe you did that for me."

"Of course I did. I care about you." he replied, making her heart flutter.

Merida huffed after the short silence. "I also can't believe Astrid would do something like that. I knew we hated each other, but getting back with Josh was— it was sick. It's hard to believe I was ever even friends with her, it—"

Hiccup briskly made his way to her, not wanting to hear another word about Josh. He hated him for what he did to Mer, and as much as she wasn't pleased with his actions, he was glad he kicked the guys ass. He cupped his hands on either side of her face and pulled her close, connecting their lips and cutting her off from her rant. He towered over her, and the red head stood stiff as her head was tilted back by the sudden kiss. After a moment, they parted, and stared deeply at each other, Merida in a little shock. "What was that for?" She asked, softly.

He grinned. "To shut you up." He joked.

Merida breath out, and a smile crept onto her face. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, this time with more passion and want. They broke apart again after awhile, and she hugged him tightly. "Thanks for saving me."

"Don't mention it, Dunbroch."