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"Kellin!" I yelled as he danced with the seventh girl of the night. Had he danced with me once yet? No. He barely even realized I was here. The whole time he just chugged alcohol and danced with everyone except me.

"KELLIN QUINN FUCKING BOSTWICK." I screamed this time. He had ignored me but this time everyone got quiet and he looked at me.

He walked over, stumbling.

"Whattuuuuup bruh." He said.

"Are you seriously that fucking drunk to even realize that I'm here? Or to realize that you've been  dancing hardcore with every fucking girl in the party? Do you know how it feels to have everyone asking me if we broke up and if you're trying to make me jealous? It fucking hurts and maybe they should've been right. Maybe we should be over." I ranted. He sobered up real quick.

"I-I'm sorry, Vic." He said sadly.

"Whatever. I don't wanna hear it." I replied.

I couldn't handle this in environment anymore but I wanted to prove my point that I was pissed off so I slapped him and stormed off, walking home.

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Kellin's POV

"No, Vic! Wait!" I yelled at him.

I jumped in my car, although I shouldn't be drunk driving but I needed to catch up to him.

I stopped by where he was on the sidewalk.

"Let me take you home." I suggested.

"Why are you drunk driving?" He asked to avoid me.

"Vic, please." I said desperately.

"No. I'm not gonna die today because your stupid ass couldn't chill on the drinks. Plus, you're gonna leave Taylor without a ride." He said.

"Tay got a ride home with Jaime." I told him.

"Fine." He agreed sternly. "But I'm driving you home and then I'm walking home."

I got out of the car and he got in. Vic quickly drove away in the direction of my house... I think.

"I'm not going to the club with you tomorrow." He said.

"What? Why?" I asked sadly.

"Because you don't deserve my presence for a second extra day after what you did tonight."

"Okay." I frowned.

He pulled up to my house and parked the car.

"Are your parents home?" He asked.

"Why do you ask?" I said suggestively with a smirk.

"Kellin, no. I'm wondering because I don't want you getting into more trouble tonight. Are they home or not?" He asked again.

"Yeah." I said softly and walked into my house.

He got out of the car and began walking home.

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Okay so I just wanted to throw two really really short chapters out there for a filler. If there's any mistakes, sorry, too bad. What should happen next?

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