"Whew, I'm glad that's done," I smile as Jessie and I make it into a party. We're a little later than usual, but we decided to drop by in celebration.

"Me t-" she halts once we're through the door and the bass of the music nearly drowns out her voice, "Woah."

"What?" I follow her eyes across the room of people until I see who she's looking at. "Ohhh," I smirk, "like what you see?"

"Hell yeah I like what I see, who is he?" She can't peel her eyes away from his magnificent frame.

"Jung Hoseok. He's one of Kook's friends," I give her a little nudge, "you should go talk to him."

As she waltzes toward him, someone else crosses my vision. A tipsy Jungkook holding two solo cups in his hands.

"Oh, hey," I smile, "Thank you by the way. You know, for helping me."

"I told you you'd thank me again," he smirks before taking a swig, completely disregarding my sincerity.

"Seriously, Kook," I take one of the drinks that he's handing out to me, "you and your friends really stood up for me and I'm grateful."

"Get over it," he chuckles and moves closer to me, his lips finding my neck as he holds me to maintain balance.

"You're not really in the right mind for anything I say," I grin a little and lightly push him back, "maybe you should hold off."

"Maybe you should stop being such a hard nut to crack," his wobbly eyes meet mine, as his voice purrs out of his throat, "besides, I know you want me."

I gulp, my knees feeling as wobbly as his irises as he speaks to me. "How about we put a pin in this until you're sober?"

He rolls his doe eyes, unamused by my suggestion, "how about you quit being some prissy goody-two-shoes and I'll take you right here?"

I blink a few times, feeling puzzled, surprised, and instantly irritated. "Jungkook, that was too far. Don't be so rude."

"I can be as rude as I want and you'll still drop to your knees for me," he chuckles, smirking at his statement.

Memories of Calvin calling me an easy slut flood my brain, causing a sick feeling to rise through me. "No I won't," I snap at him and start to leave, but he stops me.

"Would it make you feel any better if I said that I honestly liked you? That I truly cared for your wellbeing or something?" He laughs as if he's telling a joke to his buddies.

"Shut up, you're too tipsy to have any human decency right now," I shake my head and shove him away.

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An hour or so later, Hoseok and Jess are still chatting away. They seem to be having a great time together, so I don't interfere.

Yoongi is across the room talking to his beverage with his head in his palm, Seokjin, Joon, and Tae are taking turns doing a keg stand, and I'm pretty sure I saw Jimin sprint outside completely naked at one point- I didn't look for very long, though, so I can't be too sure.

As my eyes scan the room to find the last of the seven boys, his visual stop me in my tracks.

There he is, holding some random girl's waist and saying who knows what into her ear. Whatever it is, it makes her giggle and blush before running her hand down his arm.

Of course. I tick my head to the side, my jaw tenses as I force my eyes to peel away from the sight. This is Jeon Jungkook, I shouldn't be surprised. After all, it's not like he's mine.

I can't keep doing this. I have to end it here.

I begin walking to the opposite side of the room when-

"Hey, stranger." Jungkook's playful voice sings behind me as his arm hooks my waist.

I turn around, looking up into his eyes to see that they're bloodshot. Great. He's even drunker than before.

"Hello? Anybody home?" He waves his hand in my face but seemingly stops when the back-and-forth motion makes him dizzy.

"Go away, Kook," I say but it comes out way bitchier than I expected. Either way, I shoo him but he blinks at me a few times before I walk into the kitchen to get a beer.

"Why would I do that?" He follows me closely.

"Why wouldn't you? Stop wasting your time with me, okay? I really like being around you and your friends, but there's no way we can be involved anymore." I open a beer and sip it. I don't mean to sound so harsh, but it's mostly for myself. It'll be easier getting over this Jungkook situation if he's pissed at me.

"Well why not? There's no way you're tired of me," he gestures to himself and bites his lip.

"You only want to screw me, I get it. I don't want to be your little toy and then get thrown aside like the rest," I shift my weight to one leg.

"I only thought that at first," he leans against the wall, looking at me with drunk eyes, "I thought you'd be easy peasy, pumpkin peasy... pumpkin pie motherfucker!~" he laughs and my jaw drops.

"Easy peasy, pumpkin peasy, pumpkin pie, motherfucker?" I echo and his smile drops as soon as he realizes what he said.

I have a tattoo on my hip that I drunkly got on my 21st birthday. Easy peasy, pumpkin peasy, pumpkin pie, motherfucker. He couldn't have seen that tattoo unless he saw the pictures the cheerleaders took of me and this makes my heart drop.

The reason I dropped cheerleading is because someone snuck into the locker room while I was changing and took pictures of me. They leaked the photos to everyone and although it doesn't surprise me that he saw the photos, it hurts that that's the only reason he wants to be with me.

"You just expected to keep that little secret to yourself?" I snap slightly and his eyes widen.

"No, I-"

"Wow," I huff, "I guess my gut was right; You're just a insolent douche like the rest of them."

"Ellie, I didn't mean for it to come out like that." He frowns and I clench my jaw.

"Like what? Like the truth?" I scoff, "Stay away from me." I turn away but he stops me with a hand on my wrist.

"So what, are you just going to stop talking to me? Silent treatment for a few days?"

"I don't want anything to do with you." I tell him and glare straight into his eyes with the most hurt look.

"Oh," he ticks his head to the side and stares at anywhere but me. He tightens his jaw and swallows, making his adams apple bop slightly. With that, he leaves my side and brushes past me.

Jungkook's POV

Why did I have to say that? I haven't told a single soul about me seeing those photos but ta-da! Here I am confessing to Eliana Rostell that I, in fact, saw the pictures and only wanted to fuck after that.

Gosh, and how did she not hear the first thing I said? I only thought about screwing at first, but now that I've gotten to know her, I want more than just a one night stand.

And now I'm in a crowd of people, feeling suffocated to the point of slight panic because I just lost the only girl I've ever seen from a different perspective. You know what? Fuck her. She doesn't want anything to do with me anyways.

I push through the people and reach a girl that was talking with me before I left to see Ellie. "Hey," I smirk, "Why don't we go get a drink?"

"I'd love that," she smiles and I sling my arm around her waist to guide her along to the alcohol in the next room.

She holds my arm and grins with a slight blush on her face as I get out a beer for her and myself, "Here you go," I hand it to her and she opens it before taking a drink.

I start drinking my own, not even noticing that I'm practically chugging down the alcohol. "I didn't know you were a big drinker, Jungkook."

"I'm not." I tell her and squeeze the bottle in my hand, forcing myself not to drink any more of it.

"Jungkook!" I hear another voice and turn around to see another girl from earlier, "Want to have a drink with me, too?"

"Sure," I smirk at her and she clinks her bottle to mine before all three of us take another gulp.

"Jungkook, let's go dance." The second girl grabs my hand and drags me to the main room.

I dance with both of then until the first girl leaves and a third joins in, and fourth is making her way towards us right now.

I see Jessie flirting with Hoseok who is clearly flirting back just as much, but not too far away, Ellie is playing beer pong with a bunch of guys.

I tighten my jaw as one of the guys places a hand on Ellie's butt and drunkly encourages her to bounce the ball into the cup.

A blonde girl grabs my waist and pulls me in close, forcing my attention away from Ellie. Before she can say anything, I lean down and kiss her hard.

It's not unusual for me to flirt, kiss, and fuck any girl who crosses my path. It doesn't phase me to kiss this girl, but she's falling apart at the seams.

I slide my tongue in and she does the same, giving me exactly what I want. I pull away and she's breathless but holds a little smile on her face, "W-Wow."

I gulp down the rest of my beer and then turn to kiss her friend, bringing her in close only to devour and dominate her.

Between the two of them, this girl seems like the better fuck. I break the kiss and lean close to talk into her ear, "Let's leave together."

The brunette looks to the blonde knowingly but the blonde pulls her away from me with an expression full of jealousy, taking her to dance somewhere else.

"Jeon Jungkook." I hear a familiar squeaky voice and turn to her. She's in a tiny red dress and tall heeled boots.

She's easy. She always presents herself like this and she gets the exact sex she wants by doing this.

"Harley." I reply back and she smirks, a heavy lipstick paired with gloss coats her lips.

She doesn't say anything, and instead takes me to go get more drinks, holding my hand and walking in front of me while swaying her hips which I can't help but to look down at. When we get more beers, she watches me down the whole thing.

"Something on your mind, baby?" She asks in her infamously seductive tone.

"Nothing important." I tell her and get out another beer, opening it to start drinking this one, too.

"We haven't been together for a while," she gently grabs a fistful of my shirt to bring me closer slowly, "Why don't we get out of here?"

"I shouldn't." I don't even realize how drunk I am already until my eyes meet hers but they're not staying still, wobbling all over the place.

I look out to the crowd of people and spot Ellie again, this time she's getting mighty close with the same guy from earlier. He has his arm around her waist and he's speaking into her ear with a stupid smirk.

I roll my eyes and clench my jaw, douchebag... I hope your beard gets stuck in her earring or something.

"You're sexy as fuck when you do that," Harley starts and cups my jaw, "I love it when you look so... Intense."

She guides my face closer and I quickly bring my lips against her own. Her lipstick and gloss creates a strangely uncomfortable lubricant between our mouths, but I just kiss her harder and push it to the back of my mind.

I put my beer down on the table beside us and push her against the nearest wall, addicting myself to getting any sort of pleasurable distraction I can get.

I aggressively kiss the hell out of her and she moans into my mouth as my hands slide down her back to grip her ass. "Let's go, baby." She pulls back breathlessly and grasps my shirt.

I don't think before agreeing and I guide her with my hands on her waist to the exit. We pass Ellie and that guy isn't with her anymore, but she almost looks hurt when she makes eye-contact wth me.

With bloodshot eyes, I can only glare down at her. I can't let her know I actually care; she said it herself, she doesn't want anything to do with me.

Harley looks at her but I can't see her expression from his angle. Ellie watches us pass and leave the party together, drunk and ready to fuck.

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Oh no :(

Do you have a favorite alcoholic drink?

I really like Amaretto Sours

Also, if you're waiting for this story to get happy again, don't fret! It's coming soon <3

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