Alfie yells, "Who's ready to party?!"

"I'm ready to party!" I shout, making everyone laugh.

Believe me, once I have alcohol it gets funnier.

Jack wrapped his arms around my waist, securing me.

"Wait, I want some of the party food." I say, removing his arms and grabbing a sausage roll.

"All you ever do is eat." Jack says, I shrug.

"Well I'm fine aren't I?" I ask, he nods looking down.

"I guess, but still." He mumbled, shyly.

"It's fine, don't worry." I reassure him, he looks up.

"Really?" He asks, I nod hugging him.

"I'm sorry." He mumbles.