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"Hey Y/n! I'm so happy you could make it." Brendon greeted as I stepped inside.

"Of course, who else is here?"

"Pete, Annabelle, Ryan, and Hayley." He said as we walked into the living room where everyone sat.

"Cool..."

"Hey Y/n!" Annabelle greeted.

"Hey..." I smiled, sitting next to her. Pete sent a strange look towards me.

"Oh you just had to invite Y/n! The perfect little miss princess." Pete said, a smirk on his face.

"Aw, did Mikey not let you top last night?" I stuck my bottom lip out. Everyone began to snicker.

"Please, you're just upset you can't get any of this!" He motioned towards his body.

"Whatever, I just know you're secretly gay for Mikey." He began to get up.

"Yeah, you're just mad," He sat next to me, "Cause," He began to whisper, "You can't get me."

I rolled my eyes. The others got up and left the room for some reason I didn't pay attention to. My cheeks had gone pink as his face was inches from mine. Desperately, I tried to play it cool. A smirk was now spread across my face.

"Don't you think I'd already have ya if I wanted ya so bad?" I then got up, slowly walking away from him. The others came out of a room, holding a few board games.

"Uno?" Brendon asked.

"Hell yeah..." I said. In what felt like no time at all, everyone sat around the dinning table, seven cards in hand, and Pete Wentz staring me down across the table. I'm gonna destroy him...

"We doing the zero seven rule?" Someone asked. Brendon smirked.

"Of course..." shit... okay, it's switch cards with one person on seven, pass to the next player on zero... I think...

The game began, and it was pretty calm. That is, until someone set down a reverse card. And another. And another.

"No staking!" Hayley cried.

"What? Of course there's staking..." Brendon said, setting down yet another reverse card. Annabelle and Brendon just kept smirking at each other until they were both finally out of reverses. Pete's turn came, and he set down a seven.

"Y/n, gimme your cards."

"Seriously!? Why me!?"

"Cause I want to, hand em' over!" I sighed, then we switched, "Damn, you got shit cards."

"You do too..." he really does... no blues... it's all been blues... oh, but he does have a zero...

"My turn!" Hayley cried, then set down a draw four.

"Aw, shit!" Ryan cried, drawing four cards, and putting down a two.

I smirked, then bit my lip to stop myself. As I did so, I set down a zero. Everyone groaned, passing their cards so I got Brendon's. I giggled. Only three cards... nice...

"Ah, Hayley, you got shit cards too!"

"Please, I got Ryan's stack of twenty, you don't get to complain."

"Yeah, and I got Y/n's shit cards!" Ryan complained.

"Well, thank you Brendon for your very un-shitty cards." They all groaned and complained. I just giggled. Brendon went, and Annabelle went, until it was Pete's turn. He set down another seven.

"Y/n!" He made grabby hands at my cards.

"Ugh..." I handed him my cards, and he handed me his.

"Damn, not that bad this time..."

"Wish I could say the same thing."

"Uno!" Hayley cried.

"Fuck!"

"Shit..." Nothing too significant happened, that is, until Brendon and Annabelle began uno reverse carding each other.

"Oh my god, just stop!" Ryan groaned.

"Uno!" Brendon cried, Annabelle went one more time, and he set his last one down.

"Fuck..." Everyone else slammed their cards down onto the table, angrily.

"Wanna play something else?" Someone asked.

"No, Ryan's out cause he has the most cards! Let's go again." Brendon said, already shuffling the cards.

"Aight, I'm getting a drink, this is gonna be a long night." Ryan said, leaving the room and only sitting in the living room where he could still see us. Brendon dealt out the cards, everyone taking a look at what they got.

"Oh hell yeah..." Pete spoke.

"What? Ya got good cards?"

"No..." The game began with Brendon, then Annabelle, and Pete dropped a reverse card. After the two went, I dropped a seven.

"Hand em' over." I grabbed at Pete's cards, he sighed, but handed them over.

"Fuck Y/n, you never have good cards!" I giggled, the game went on for about five minutes until I yelled Uno and won.

Annabelle was kicked out. Slowly, everyone began walking back and forth from the game and the living room. That is, until it was me against Pete.

"Might as well give up, princess. I got a guaranteed win." He said as I was about to go.

"Yeah, I don't think so." I set down a turn skip.

"Agh!" Everyone laughed, surrounding us, and watching intently. I set down a draw four, he complained, but did so. The game went on for just a few more minutes.

"Uno!" He cried. Then I set down my skip turn.

"Uno!" I cried, then set down my last card. He just sat there, completely defeated as everyone went bat shit over my victory, "Not so shitty cards now, huh?" I smirked, then jumped up and did a little dance. He rolled his eyes.

"Wow, that was just pure luck! You just got lucky!"

"Please, you're just upset that I won!" I giggled.

We all then sat around the living room, talking and hanging out. Except, Pete had disappeared.

"Guys, where'd Pete go?" I asked no one in particular.

"Back porch, I think he's still upset by his loss." Ryan chuckled. They went back to talking, but I quietly snuck away to the back porch. He stood alone, drink in hand, and back to me.

"Still upset I won?" I smirked, stepping towards him as he turned around.

"Oh no, not at all, I just loved seeing your stupid little victory dance." He sarcastically said.

"What? You mean, this?" I began dancing around like a goof until he began to snicker, "C'mere, dance with me!" I took the drink from his hand, setting it on the ground, and taking his hands.

"No, I don't dance."

"Everyone can dance, all you gotta do is try!" I took his hands and we began to sway together, "See, you're not that bad!"

"Not that bad!? I'm better than you!"

"Better than me!? That's impossible!"

"Impossible? Or easy?"

"Whatever, you're just upset that I'm better than you!"

"That's not true. You see, Uno, is a game of luck-" I took a step towards him. His eyes are so adorable...

"Pete..."

"I'm not finished-"

"Pete..." He then realized how close I stood to him. He smirked, hands still in mine.

"So what, you beat me in Uno, come out here to mock me, and then wanna kiss me? I think you gotta get your priorities straight."

"But I'm here now, aren't I?"

"Yeah, I guess you are..."

Finally, I brought my lips close to his. Then, he closed the gap. We both leaned into each other as his fingers went to my waist and mine hung around his neck. His tongue then broke through as it went all through the inside of my mouth. But we were soon interrupted.

"Eww, they're having relations!" Brendon cried at the same time as Hayley spoke.

"Aww, they're bonding!" She cried. We both broke away, eyes on the little window. Quickly, they hid under the window sill so we couldn't see them. I giggled, looking back at the boy in front of me.

"So, uhm, I've kinda really liked you for a really long time now," He spoke nervously, in a way I had never heard before, "I was kinda wondering if you wanna be with me."

"I'd love to, but I'm sure Mikey would be pissed." I smirked. He lightly pushed me.

"You think you're so funny, hahaha..." He sarcastically said, putting an arm around me as we walked back inside. Poor Mikey... I just stole his guy... hahaha...

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