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" ððð'ðð ððððððð, ðððððððððð. "
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ððððððððð ððð ððð ððððð... but she wasn't going to hold him accountable. It was really a two person job. Now for the first time in years she was out dancing on the floor, her cold and cool composure from before lost.
She felt herself melting in with all the bodies, hers gliding against Sebastian's. She felt light and free, and a little dizzy, but she forgot and that's what really mattered.
Sebastian grabbed her waist and pulled her toward him. She reached back and laced a hand through his hair. The song ended and the next one sung dark, mellow tunes to them. Suddenly, he turned her around and she was caught in his hazel eyed gaze.
He opened his mouth to say something, but she pressed her lips to his quickly. He didn't protest, instead he pulled her closer to him and she tangled her hands through his hair.
Mei fell headfirst into the kiss. Sebastian's lips were warm against her cold ones and she longed for only more. She had been cold forever and needed him to melt her once again. He wasn't her drug, she was his.
She intoxicated his veins and he couldn't stop the maniacal smile that formed on his lips as they pulled away for a breath, but it was a quick one before she pulled him down toward her once more.
Meanwhile, across the dance floor something very interesting was happening. The intoxicating of Elaheh Ahmad.
"I feel pretty good already." Her words drunkenly slurred together, but Bethany kept pushing shots her way.
"Nope, take maybe one more." She watched Ella take the Jell-O shot, "Try this, too." She handed her a smoking joint, something Ella had never tried before. Sober Ella would never do it, but drunk Ella brought the joint to her lips and blew a cloud of smoke.
And Bethany made she she got it all on camera.
Ezra saw his two friends making out down on the dance floor and his first instinct was to let them be, but his second instinct thought of Meili and knew how she'd regret it in the morning. So, he ran down there and pulled them apart.
"What the hell, man!" Sebastian glared at him, looking like he was about to shove his friend.
"Knock it off, dude, I'm taking you two home." Ezra grabbed both their arms and began dragging them out the club. He looked back, and saw Meili had a blank look in her eyes.
"Come on, don't cry." Ezra stopped at the entrance when he saw her eyes turn glassy, "Great, out of all the types of drunks she had to be a crier."
Sebastian watched her and couldn't help, but feel partly guilty for making her act this way. The first time he saw her he got the impression of a cold ice queen just like Ezra's nickname for her, but now as he saw her let loose tonight and talk with him for hours he felt like he finally saw her true colors.
He saw her laugh and smile, and for some reason he knew it was the first time she had been herself in years. She wanted to have fun tonight and that's what she did. It was beautiful.
"I need to call an Uber." Ezra let go of them and fumbled with his phone, mumbling to himself.
Sebastian let Meili use him as a pillow as she cried into his shoulder. She didn't say anything, but she didn't need too. He could tell she was embarrassed of herself for acting this way. He could tell she didn't usually do this and how sorry she was.
"I have school tomorrow." She whispered. Sebastian set a steady hand on her waist, careful not to touch her anymore than she wanted him too. He also wasn't sure if she knew that he would be going to the same school as her also.
"I'll drop you off at home-"
"No, don't." She cut Ezra off, "My father's home. I can't."
"Okay, you can stay with Seb and me at mine. My sister may have an old uniform you could wear."
What many didn't know is that Meili and Ezra's mothers used to be friends. Whenever they visited the US they would stay at Ezra's house and she would hang out with him while their older sisters hung out with each other.
"O-Okay, that's good." She whispered.
The Uber pulled up and the three slide inside, Mei in the middle. Ezra immediately handed the two drunken teens bottles of water, and they both chugged them.
Once the driver started driving everyone settled down, and Meili sobered up. She pushed off Sebastian and once again sat calm and collected.
"Remember, when we were young, Ezra." She suddenly whispered, "Really little."
"If I said yes I'd be lying."
"Well, there was this one time we saw our sisters doing makeup. They had to be about thirteen, and I got so jealous because my mom said I was too little to wear any." She paused, keeping her gaze away from both of the boys, "You asked for some makeup for me and let me practice on you."
Meili glanced over at him.
"I remember."
"That was nice, wasn't it?" She folded her hands together, "But I should've listened to her then because now I don't get a chance to... I should've listened to my sister when she told me to stay home tonight."
She glanced over at Sebastian and took in the sharp shapes of his features in the dark, "And you, thank you."
Sebastian answered by running a hand through her hair and tucking it behind her ear.
"You're welcome, sweetheart." He whispered only loud enough for her to hear as she leaned into his shoulder and drifted off to sleep.