"EVERYONE MAKE WAY TO LILAH THE QUEEN OF BEER PONG," is all I was able to hear through the loud thumping of the music as I tried to make my way to the restroom. I feel like there is something at the back of my throat, like I drank so much I just might explode.

Uh oh, at least I'm one step closer to forgetting him. That little weasel, I've been in love with him for over a year, and when I finally have the courage to tell him, he comes out. But, he's my best friend, he's always been there for me, even when I've been completely unfair to him. I feel so bad now, I shouldn't be mad at him for who he is. And hey, doesn't the saying go each broken heart brings you closer to your one true love?

I need help. I have to call Jason. I need him to come pick me up.

As I'm looking for my phone in my clutch hand bag, I realize it's not in there, I must have dropped it.

"Oh no, I'll have to go back to the beer pong gu--" I quietly said to myself but suddenly I felt myself throw up. This isn't good. Oh god. I ran to the restroom and I fling the door open. I see a couple making out but suddenly I don't care, I just need to get to the toilet and throw up.

"Aw hey hey sweetie, are you okay? Do you need help?" I heard a male voice say, but I'm too busy cleaning up to respond."

"Delilah?" Is, is that Jason?

"Jay-Jay?"

"Yes, yes, I'm here for you." He said as he motioned to the guy with him to leave, or to wait, I couldn't tell since my head was throbbing.

"Ok that's it, we're taking you home." Perfect. That's exactly what I needed.

He held me close to him as we walked through the front doors to his car, where I stumbled a little when I walked through the cars' backseat door. Wait, where's my phone?

"Jay, cah you geh my pho? It's wih the beer pon guys."

"Okay, I'll be right back, wait right here with Bryson."

"Who's Brython?"

"Hi, I'm Jason's boyfriend! Bryson! I'll take care of you while Jace goes get your phone," oh.

And in the safety of Jason's car I passed out.