"She toes the line between him, he says he's new at this." "There's holy ground beneath them and sparks fly when they kiss."

You stumble into the bathroom of Bella Wilkinson's house, closing the door and placing your half-empty solo cup on her counter and running your hand down your face. You have never been this drunk before, completely out of it.

You lean against the wall, pulling out your phone to call Johnny to get you, this was a bad fucking idea.

The phone rings once. Twice. Three times. You sit there, tapping your leg impatiently and praying he picks up. "Hello?" A tired voice comes through the phone, you hear the tone and the slight smirk and you know immediately it's not Johnny, it's his best friend- Gerard. You let out a sigh internally, "Where's Johnny?" You ask, biting your lip slightly. "He's dead asleep, Pretty, what do you need?" Gerard says to you, smirking through the phone. "I need a spin home from Bella's house," You mumble embarrassed, ignoring his nickname for you.