Ashlee POV:
So me and Rian stayed at his house last night; and guess whose mother didn't give a fuck when I came home at 3 P.M. the next day? MINE! But I guess I expected it. When I got back I saw her asleep on the couch with a bottle of my secret friend Jack Daniels. Well. I know how to get more so fuck it. I threw my purse on the floor in my room and jumped on my bed. I starting texting Zack, when I herd a door slam and glass shatter. I changed into a short-short dress and heels. Fuck this; I'm going to a party. I don't even care anymore. I walked out the back door and got into my mom's black Mercedes. I almost drove past Jack's house but I caved in. I grabbed my cell phone and texted jack. 'Come outside bitch, we going to party.' and I put my phone back in my bra. Yeah, that's what girls do when you don't have a pocket. Jack burst out the door with a big goofy grin which soon faded when he saw my expression. "Ash, are you okay?" he asked with concern, but right about now I don't want concern. I want to be at a party. "Nope but I'm going to party it up." I said with a smirk. "Does Rian know?" He asked as he got in the car. FUCK. I forgot I couldn't have one-night stands in a relationship. I know from past experience. I hit my head on the steering wheel. "Son of a bitch!" I half-yelled. "Let me get your phone." He said with an outstretched hand. I smirked and said "Okay, if you insist." I reached into my bra and got out my phone. "Really?" he asked rolling his eyes. "You asked for it." I said as I handed it to him. "What are you going to do?" I asked trying to see who he was texting. "Letting us to go party." He said smiling. "Love you Jackykins!" I said, well screamed as I 'happy-danced' as best as I could in a car with a seatbelt on. "Done." He said with a smirk and passed me my iphone. "What'd you say?" I inquired. "'Rian, me and Jack are going to have a brother-sister day.' And then he said have fun and be careful." He said looking very proud of himself. I giggled and high-fived him. "Let's go have fun Bro!" I screamed.
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Ashlee POV: Party time:
'Get me off like a prom dress, let me feel you deep inside, I can tell that your excited and it's something you can't hide' I sang along to Prom Dress by The Millionaires; we were at a party of a friend of Jack and Alex's. I've had two beers and 3 wine coolers, and I'm still not drunk. Jack is upstairs fucking a girl who'll most likely be in an all time low song someday. I saw Alex around here somewhere; I've been dancing with anyone and everyone. I decided I needed another drink when I bumped into someone; then I realized that someone was a very drunk Alexander Gaskarth. "Looking good Ashlee." He said holding the 'e'. "You're not looking so bad yourself Mr. Gaskarth." What am I saying! Okay. Now the alcohol has taken its toll. I did NOT just compliment Alex. Or… did I? FUCK. Shut up brain! I attempted to walk past Alex and get another beer. But he stopped me. "Yes?" I asked a little rude. "What about me and you." He looked around then back at me. "Go Upstairs." It sounded kind of like a command. 'Fuck it' I thought, you only live once. I nodded my head and took his hand as we walked upstairs.
A/N:
You bitches are lucky. Two updates in one day.(; I love you Chicks and Dicks reading this.
Xox. Samantha.