Addison’s P.O.V
Us girls were having a ball, waiting for the guys to arrive. We were drinking too much, dancing and taking selfies, making the most of the girls time before they came. No one seemed to mind that they were coming to join us earlier than planned.
“I hope you left us some drink,” We heard from behind us.
We all turned around at the same time, seeing the guys standing there.
“Nope, you should have brought your own,” I giggled.
We were already slightly drunk.
“Now, now, sweetheart, don’t be greedy,” Carson laughed.
I flipped him off, laughing and made my way over to him—the other guys going over to the girls and grabbing a drink. We had plenty. We made sure of it.
“Hey, my love, what happened?” I asked, slipping my arms around his neck.
