Last night was a lot. Dina dragged you to Kat's house when all she told you was, "It's just gonna be a fun sleepover!" You were definitely not expecting a whole ass party to play out with almost all of the young Jackson population. The house was loud, you honestly didn't know how Tommy didn't even come for a noise complaint, but nonetheless, you kinda just didn't want to be there. Drunk people in every corner of the house, couples messily making out everywhere, loud conversation, ear-destroying music, this was not what you expected. But, stupidly, you stayed, even took a shot or two.

Ellie wasn't expecting this neither, wasn't expecting you to come over to her either. You were heavily drunk, mostly pressured into drinking more by a drunk Dina, as drunk you decided you were going to confess to Ellie. "Ellieee.." You drunkenly yell over the music, sluggishly laying your arms around her shoulders as Ellie instinctively holds your waist. Ellie was slightly buzzed but not as drunk as you were. "Hey, sweetheart. What's up?" You giggle drunkenly at her, cuffing her face loosely. "You're really, really hoottt.. and I really, really, reaaalllyyy like youuu.." You giggle out, rubbing your thumbs over her cheeks.

Ellie was shocked, her cheeks turning red at your confession but her face quickly turns from surprised to a cocky smirk. "Oh, really?" Ellie asks, holding your hips a little tighter as you sluggishly nod, giggling more. And then before you knew it, you kissed, going up to a spare room and.. you cannot remember what happened next. All you know now is waking up with a pounding headache and feeling a warm mass behind you as you try to recognize your surroundings. "What the fuck happened last night..?" You ask yourself out loud. You then feel two arms wrap around you, pulling you back into them. "Where are you goin'..?"