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THROUGHOUT my life, I have always said to myself that falling for two brothers was wrong. Not just wrong, but just simply asking for trouble. I never thought I would have become like Elena Gilbert.  How she acted with brothers, Damon and Stefan Salvatore. Yet, here I was. It felt like i was in that exact situation.

With a back story, It wasn't always like this. There wasn't always a love triangle. It all started around a couple months ago. When I was at the club with all my friends, including the boys. Nick, Matt, and Chris all begged me to come out with them and I finally let in. My thought process was what was the worse that could happen? And, the worst thing did happen.

"ONE MORE!" I shouted, Nick rolling his eyes chuckling. He hands me another shot, " Y/n, you are such a light weight, what is with all the drinking tonight?" He asked. It was a good question. I didn't know the answer myself.

My blood shot eyes quickly close shut as i down the shot with not the best of ease. The burning sensation rushes to my throat. Matt and Chris clapping for support while dying of laughter. I know i was making a fool out of myself but they enjoyed every single bit of it. I loved making the boys laugh.

The boys weren't such big drinkers either. Nick was sober and Chris was just barely tipsy. "MY TURN NOW." Matt exclaims.

However, Matt clearly was just as drunk as me. We both lightly tap our shot glasses together and take it. We smile at each other while exchanging laughter. "Atleast Matt is on my wave length!" I slurred. He nodded in agreement.

The more shots we took, the more my eye sight became blurry. I didn't want to get too drunk where i would pass out so i stopped drinking and headed by the black leathered booth in the corner.

I thought none of the boys followed me until i feel a head press against my shoulder. I turn my eyes a little to see it was Matt, his eyes closed as if he was already sleeping on me. I smiled and rushed my hands through his hair. "How d-drunk are we?" I asked.

"Too fucking much." He whispers back to me. The music was loud in the club yet i still could hear him perfectly. I giggled.

Matt suddenly lowers his right hand and begins to lightly tickle my leg, back and fourth. It was in a respectful way, but with how intoxicated i was, i suddenly felt hot. Watching his arm still give me light scratches, i started admiring all the tattoos which covered his whole arm. I've never felt this way with any of the boys but something in this moment, i was so beyond attracted to Matt.

I slowly lift my head up to stare at him and he does the same back. Our eyes connect before we close them as we lock lips. As he grabs my hand to hold his, he slips his tongue into my mouth. I was not expecting Matt to be such a good kisser. Due to us being so drunk, the make out was sloppy but still fiery and passionate. I lost track of time while we are still kissing. Until, we get interrupted by Chris.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?" Chris begins to shout. I couldn't tell if he got more drunk or of he was just shocked with what he just witnessed. Either way, Matt and I froze in our spots. My lipstick clearly shown all around Matt's lips. I turn to Matt and i see his eyes look like they were being overfilled with guilt. Why did he look guilty? Neither of us answered Chris.

Chris quickly turns around and runs into the crowd. Iv'e never seen Chris that mad before. I hear a loud sigh slip out of Matt's mouth. "Fuck.." He mumbles.

What is going on? I was too drunk for this.. but something in me felt the need to chase after Chris. So i left Matt in the booth and made my way towards the large crowd with lights hitting everyone's faces.

Where the fuck is Chris?

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