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“Nah, that’s okay,” I ht from the bottle

By this point, Shaould have already taken the booze from me, but she was in New York for a photo shoot She’d told o out without her this weekend, but I’d been bored Once Luca had started texting me every few et out of the house and try to takeelse

She watched nated driver at the end of the night since she rarely drank these days, saying one of us needed to keep our head clear When I started uys, she would watch et too carried away and I didn’t end up in a rooest reason I was still a virgin

Someone bumped my shoulder, and I looked up disdainfully to see who it was, irritated at being pulled fro of ave me a once-over with his brown eyes I saw they were a shade darker than Luca’s when he wanted me But that was the only similarity they shared

“Sup, beautiful,” he said, takingit to his lips

“Rude,” I grumbled “That’s mine Get your own”

He grinned and offered it back to me When I reached for it, he pulled it away “Allow me,” he murmured and tipped it back I opened my mouth and let him pour in a shot because I was thirsty

And drunk

And lonely

So f

ucking lonely

I was in a roo with people, and yet I felt like I was all alone As if no one there saw me No one there cared Since I was at a party where I didn’t know a soul, I didn’t doubt that was true, but it was the same way I felt even when I was at school or with my fa not to let the day But I was tired of being strong I was tired of hurting

The drinking wasn’t helping Making out with a different guy every weekend wasn’t helping either

Nothing was, and I was starting to think nothing ever would

The guy leaned back and turned so he was pressing against my side “Name’s Stephen,” he introduced “What’s your name, beautiful?”