Steph has been giving me dirty looks all night for simply just being here. I've done nothing to her, and she hates me. Well, either hates me, or 'see's me as a threat', both of which extremely entertaining to watch. We've only been at the club for an hour and we're all plastered.
"OH MY GOD! THIS IS MY JAM!" I screamed as "Where Have You Been" By Rihanna started up. I grabbed Tony's hand and we stumbled out to the dance floor. One thing led to the next, and by the second verse, his hands were on my hips and I was grinding against him. Not sure how that happened, but I was a bit too drunk to care.

The song came to an end and we pushed through the crowd and got back to our drinks, both of us blushing and laughing.
"She's trashy when she's drunk." I heard Steph say behind me. I laughed and turned around.
"Well, lucky you, you seemed to be blessed with the fact of being completely sober and being just as fucking trashy as I ever COULD be." Mike spit his drink all over the bartender in front of him and busted out laughing.
"Holy shit. Miss, I-I'm sorry." He said after he calmed down. Steph had her hands clenched in fists and Tony grabbed my hands.
"Let's go." He whispered in my ear. I sighed and nodded. If I didn't leave, I would end up smashing her face against a table, and I didn't want to hurt Tony if I did so.

He picked me up and carried me outside. We walked to the side of the club and he slid down the wall, hissing in pain from his knee.
"Damn it Tone. I tried to tell you." I said and giggled. He rolled his eyes and grabbed my hand and pulled me down and on top of his lap. My eyes got wide and I blushed.
"Why am I on your lap?"
"You have a beautiful dress on. I don't want you to ruin it. Call me a gentleman." He said laughing. I rolled my eyes and my head felt so heavy that it fell against his chest. After a few minutes of comfortable silence, I spoke up.
"Tony? I think I'm ready to tell you..Everything, As long as you promise you won't leave me." I whispered. He wrapped his arms around my waist and sighed.
"Addie, you're drunk. I'm not going to let you tell me until you're sure."
"I'm buzzed." I corrected him. "I still know what I'm talking about and know what I'm doing. I just need you to promise." I said and snuggled deeper into his chest. Could I really do this?
"You're sure.." I nodded. "Then, of course, I promise I will never leave you. I'm here to listen and to help you through what's holding you back." I swallowed hard and felt my eyes start to fill, knowing I would be talking about this. He squeezed me tighter against him, almost in reassurance that things would be okay. Just that simple action, somehow made me believe him. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes as I began to speak.

"Well, it all started when I was a baby. Maybe 2. My parents dumped my twin brother and I at an orphanage and just sped off. My brother Marky practically raised me, and we had to go through hell, just to stay together and not be taken from each other if someone wanted to adopt us. W-We...We were Freshman when.. When he came out to me. I still loved him, of course, but he told his friend who told the whole school, and he got bullied terribly. He turned to drugs and alcohol because of how things got, and he just completely turned on me. He got high on pain killers and heroin and beat me until I couldn't move. T-The next morning he tried to apologize to me, but I pushed him away. 3 hours later I found his wrists bloody as he hung from his ceiling fan. I-I.."
"Shh, it's okay. You don't have to.."
"N-No." I said as tears streamed down my face and began to soak his shirt. "I bl-blamed m-myself, so I-I tur-turned t-t-to cutting and s-stopped eat-eating. I was 16 and weighed 94 p-pounds."
"Jesus Christ. Addie, I'm so so sorry.." He whispered.
"It's just that, he used to love my songs and after everything, I couldn't write. I just felt like he was with me, and I couldn't write more than 5 lines down before crying like an idiot." I said and wiped my tears, laughing a little. "Like now."
"No, don't say that okay? Something like this, you have every right to cry, to let it out. You needed somebody, and just because you can't talk about this without crying doesn't mean you're not strong or 'an idiot', it just means that you have feelings. Everyone does, and I respect that. Thank you for telling me, I'm not going anywhere." I looked up at him and wiped my tears.
"Y-You're not?"
"Are you kidding? I wouldn't dream of it. You're an amazing girl Adeline. You deserve the best, and you deserve someone who will be there for you. I'd be more than happy to be that for you." I smiled and nodded.
"Thank you Tone, I've never told anyone about this, and it's nice to get it off my chest. You barely know me, and I just.. there's something about you that makes me trust you, which scares me.."
"It's always scary to trust someone, but like I said, a promise is a promise." He said and hooked his pinky in mine. I looked down at it and smiled. He picked my gaze back up and looked into my eyes before slowly leaning in and allowing his lips to collide with mine.

I smiled into the kiss and felt his tongue slowly run across my bottom lip. I opened my mouth and our tongues tangled with each other. He tasted like tequila, lime, and sugar, which was an amazing flavor and I felt like I could kiss him forever, but sadly, thanks to the lack of oxygen, I took his bottom lip in mine and tugged slightly as I pulled away. He gasped and threw his head back against the wall, both of us completely breathless.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" We both jumped at the sudden scream and our heads snapped to a fuming Steph.

Well, shit.

Notes

A bit depressing, but she finally opened up to Tony.
Will she tell the other guys?
How would they react?
What's going to happen with Steph?

Predictions?

LOVE YA.