Y/n POV

"You are not wearing that" Mia pointed at me.

"Whats wrong with it?" I look down at my outfit. Jeans and a hoodie. Jack's hoodie that I still had.

"You just can't wear it!" Mia rolled her eyes, opening the small closet next to the door.

"You are a pretty girl, Y/n. I'm not letting you go to a college party in a hoodie" Mia shakes her head, searching through the clothes.

"Wow, thats the exact opposite thing my dad would say" I chuckle.

She pulls out black, ripped skinny jeans, a black crop top, and a oversized red flannel.

"Uh, no. No thanks Mia. I think I'm good" I shake my head at her choice.

"You're putting this on" she says sternly, tossing the clothes to me.

I change into the clothes Mia picked out, not feeling very comfortable. Mia smiled as she looked at me.

"You look hot" She smiles, happy with her choice "and here. Wear these"

She set black lace up combat boots in front on me. I hesitantly put them on, looking in the mirror.

"Nope! I'm changing" I shake my head, reaching out for my hoodie. Mia got it first.

"Go. We're leaving now. No time to change!"

"But Mia, I look-"

"You look hot! Now lets go!"

Mia pushes me out the door. I cover my stomach with the flannel looking at the people walking around the dark campus, feeling uncomfortable. How does Mia do this? She could go outside naked and still have a ton of confidence.

Shes wearing short shorts, a short leather vest zipped up, and black converse. Her stomach is so tan by how many shirts like this she wears.

"Don't button it up" Mia shakes her head, slapping my hand away from the button of the flannel.

"Mia, I can't wear things like this" I whisper.

"Looks like he wants you to" Mia nods towards someone behind me. I turn around and met eyes with a guy sitting with his friends. He immediately looks away.

I grab Mia's hand and began walking.

"Wheres your car?" I ask as we reach the parking lot.

"We're not taking mine" Mia shakes her head "Carter is picking us up"

"Where is he?" I look around.

"Is that him back there?" Mia asked, squinting her eyes. Its too dark to see.

"Carter!" I yell out. The man leaning against the hood of his truck looks up from his phone.

"Yep, thats him" Mia nods, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards him.

"You two look nice" Carter smirks, shoving his phone in his pocket.

"Shut up" Mia rolls her eyes "where is this place?"

"Not far. Its at Ash's place" Carter folds his arms.

"Sweet" Mia smiles.

"Im getting in the car" I mumble, walking towards the passenger seat door. I sit down and slam the door shut, pulling my seatbelt over me. Soon Carter is climbing in the drivers side and Mia is in the back.

"Is the good girl getting scared?" Carter smirks. Something he does a lot.

"Nope" I lie. My hands are trembling as we speak. I just hope I don't go too far like last time.

"Then why were you in such a hurry to get in the car?"

"Because of these clothes Mia made me wear!" I cover my stomach "And if I was scared to leave, why would I be the first to get in the car?" I mumble.

"I dunno" Carter shrugs "but relax. Its just a stomach. You'll be showing a lot more if I get you in a bedroom"

"Okay, way too far there buddy. Now I feel uncomfortable"

"You weren't even talking to me and I feel uncomfortable" Mia speaks.

"Doesn't mean that doesn't include you" Carter smirks.

My phone vibrated in my pocket. I didn't want to answer it but I pulled it out and answered without looking at who it was. A face popped up on the screen as I was about to put my phone on my ear. Of course. FaceTime.

"Hey!" Jacks voice cheers. Of course.

I slowly put it back to where he could see me, my face burning red.

"Hi" I mumble, staring out the windshield.

"So I see your style has changed over these past few months" Jack nodded slowly, looking at what I was wearing.

"I told you it was bad, Mia!" I turn around to face Mia.

"I thought it looked-"

"No, no! It looks great! Thats not what I meant!" Jack speaks "I just meant that it doesn't look like you"

I turn back around "Its Mia's. She made me wear this" I smiled.

"Why?" He chuckled.

"Noth-"

"We're bringing this cutie to a party" Carter buds in, making me mentally face palm.

Jack's eyes widen "O-Okay. Cool" Jack nods.

"Well this is Carter. Not sure if you've met this loud mouth before" I slap Carters arm, putting him in frame for Jack to see.

"Wassup!" Carter holds up a piece sign, keeping his eyes locked on the road.

Jack was clearly not sure about me going to this. And honestly I wasn't either.

"Hey, I-I'm Jack"

"So this is Jack! I thought you said he was Irish?" Carter asked.

"He is you idiot. He lost his accent. I mean, he's been living here since tenth grade"

"Oh" Carter nods "dude, you knew her in high school so please tell us what Y/n is like drunk" Carter smiles and Mia nods.

"Or high, whatever works" Mia shrugs.

"Oh my god, guys!" I cover my face with my hand.

Jack laughs "She-uh" he stops "She defiantly wasn't afraid about the consequences. And she isn't scared about her actions either" He mumbles the last part, hitting me in the face with the reason why we broke up.

"Mia's the same way" Carter nods.

"I-I have to go. Call you later, Y/n" Jack hung up without waiting for a response.

"Fucking hell!" I yell, balling my fist that wasn't holding my phone.

"Are you alright?" Mia asked.

"Yes. Just drive fucking faster" I mumble.

Soon we make it to the not small, but not big house. I was the first to get out of the car and start walking towards the door. Mia and Carter soon caught up, confused on why I seemed so mad. I walk straight in, not sure if I was supposed to knock or not. I didn't care at this point.

"Carter! Hey man! I didn't know you'd be here!" A guy yelled, walking over to Carter.

"Hey" Carter said quickly, pushing past the guy and following after me with a confused and worried expression.

I found the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of beer off the counter. I look around for a bottle opener but failed at finding one. I turn to Carter and shoved it in his direction. Mia was nowhere to be seen.

"Open this" I demand.

"Not until you tell me what's wrong. Did I do something?"

I grabbed the bottle out from his hands and bit the top off, immediately drinking as much as I could.

"Y/n, holy shit" Carter laughed after a few seconds. I still haven't brought the bottle down. I needed to forget. Memories from high school were flooding my mind. Austin. Jack and I. How I screwed everything up. Noah. That night with him. Everything.

"Its all my fault" I breathe, bringing the bottle down to the counter already feeling tipsy.

"Whats your fault?" Carter stared at me, confusion written all over his face.

"Everything" I mumble, grabbing the next bottle lined up on the counter.

"Whats everything?" Carter asks, watching me chug the drink again.

I don't answer. I turn around, bringing the bottle down from my lips and began walking. Where? I don't know. Just somewhere.

Carter followed after me. He grabbed my wrist, turning me around.

"What?" I asked, clearly annoyed.

He didn't say anything, instead a smile slowly grew on his face. Not a smirk, an actual smile.

"At least give me some of that" he grabbed the bottle out of my hand and drank the rest, setting it on the table next to us.

"Get your own next time" I roll my eyes, turning around and began walking again. Carter walked next to me.

"Do you even know where you're going?" He asks.

"Not a clue" I shake my head.

Somebody walks up to us. The same guy from earlier.

"Carter! What happened? You just walked off"

"Nothing. Whats up?" Carter folds his arms.

"Whose your friend?" The guy asked, looking me up and down making me uncomfortable.

"This is Y/n" Carter introduced me.

"Ashton. But everyone calls me Ash" Ashton holds out his hand for me to shake. I ignored it.

"I'm getting another beer" I start towards the kitchen.

"Get me one too!" Carter yells.

Walking into the kitchen, I grab two bottles and began my way back to Carter and Ashton. Someone pulled my arm and turned me around. A guy stood there with pure shock written all over his face.

"Y/n?" He asked.

"I-I'm sorry. I-I don't know who you are" I say, pulling my arm out of his grasp only for him to grab onto it again.

"High school? Noah's friend! Owen! Remember me?"

My eyes widened. Owen. Noah's best friend. Does he know about him getting arrested because of me? Does he want something from me because of it?

"I-I don't remember you" I lie and pull my arm out if his grasp once again and quickly walked back to where Carter and Ashton stood. I shoved a bottle in Carters chest and quickly opened mine.

Carter looks at me worriedly. "are you sure everything is alright?"

I spit the bottle cap somewhere to the side. "fine and dandy"

He kept the worried look on his face as I looked around the room full of people. He stared at me, wondering what to do.

"We'll be right back" Carter grabbed my hand and pulled me through the crowd and into a separate room with no people. He closed the door and flipped on the lights, staring at me seriously. I leaned back on the wall next to the door losing my balance but quickly gained it back.

"What is wrong with you? Why are you so upset all of a sudden?" Carter whispered, standing closely in front of me.

I wasn't about to spill my life to him. I haven't even told Mia any of it. I just wanted to forget everything completely. At this point I was desperate. I did the first thing that came to my mind.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him down to me and connected our lips.