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Jessie couldn't wait to see Johnny - it had been months since she'd last seen him, and she was missing him for sure. The blonde was always the good one of the group, the one who's never done anything bad or wrong in her life. Well, maybe she cheated on a Biology paper, but that was it. Tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, she approached the house Johnny said the party was at. People on the porch smelt like pure vodka, but Jessie expected that. Knocking on the door just over the noise, she patiently waited for someone to open the door, keeping her gaze to herself. She felt out of place, but hopefully her leather jacket, ripped jeans and boots made her seem somewhat normal.

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"Round two?" Zacky asked Matt, grinning from ear to ear as he poured himself another shot. All of the band knew Zacky, Jimmy and Johnny were the main drinkers of the group, and the ones whom always had to be carried home because of the masses of alcohol they've consumed within an hour. When Matt agreed, Zacky clinked glasses and downed the shot - the burning ember liquid flowing down his throat.

"You sure you can take another one, Baker?"

"Of course Matty boy!" With a harsh playful smack on the other's back, he tapped his shot glass on the table, thinking of what to have next.

Harper shouldered past the people standing on the porch to get to the front door. She'd never been much of a partier - she much preferred to stay in, away from the crowds. But her new boyfriend Zacky seemed to enjoy the party scene and he'd convinced her to come to a party that one of his friends was throwing. Harper opened the front door and stepped inside the dimly lit house; the smell of marijuana and alcohol that hit her was overwhelming. Zacky hadn't been lying when he said these people didn't play around. Her eyes scanned the crowded room, searching for Zacky. She finally found him in the small kitchen, taking shots with his friend Matt and made her way over to him.

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Johnny was already well on his way to being wasted when he spotted Jessie in the crowd near the front door. It had been nothing short of a miracle that he'd been able to convince her to come and party with him; she was such a good girl. Johnny normally went for girls who shared his interest in the party scene and alcohol, but Jessie was just so beautiful that he'd had to make an exception. "Hey, Jessie!" Johnny called out, waving his hand in the air. He shoved a few people out of the way as he made his way over to the blonde girl; he tossed his arm around her shoulder and leaned into her heavily as he placed a sloppy kiss to her cheek. "Ya made it."

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Jessie looked up and grinned at Johnny - feeling lips on her cheek made heat rise to her cheeks slightly. "Of course I made it dude!" Placing a hand on her chest in mock hurt, she chuckled before looking at him. Luckily they were the same height - no awkward looking up at him or down at him. Biting her lip, she cleared her throat before speaking again. "How's my favorite guy doing?" Even when he was on the verge of being drunk, she found him heavily attractive. Heck - he was always attractive.

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Zacky looked over his shoulder, at seemingly at the right time, as he saw Harper and grinned wide. "Hey babe, how are you?" He asked her with a smirk, wrapping his arms around her shoulder. Harper was a goddess - Zacky loved everything about Harper. Couldn't see what Harper saw in him, but he never really asked. "I'm glad your here, needed something to brighten up my night." Even when he was tipsy, he still tried to be his normal sweet talking self.

Harper felt a slight blush rise on her cheek; she wasn't used to being sweet talked to. She took a seat in Zacky's lap, reaching down to give his knee a squeeze. "Aren't you sweet?" she whispered to him. She looked around at the beer bottles littering the table, took in the shot glass still clasped in Zacky's hand. She watched as Matt poured another two shots from a nearly empty bottle of whiskey. "How many shots have you had?" Harper knew Zacky was a heavy drinker, and even though she'd never actually been around him while he was drinking, she didn't doubt that he could handle his liquor. She just worried about him, was all.

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"M'doing good," Johnny mumbled. He was grinning like an idiot after hearing Jessie call him her favorite guy; he still couldn't believe that a girl as beautiful as Jessie wanted anything to do with his drunk ass. "So you wanna drink?" Johnny asked her. He reached for her hand and started pulling her towards the kitchen. "You can take a shot with me. Do you like vodka or...whiskey better?" Honestly, there was pretty much an endless amount of choices of alcohol for Jessie to drink, but he figured it would be easier if he narrowed them down for her. Without waiting for her answer, he found two plastic shot glasses and filled them both near to full with vodka. He handed one to Jessie, grinning at her.

With a simple nod of her head, she was taken to the kitchen where she had an eager Johnny passing her a shot glass. His grin calmed her nerves, so she managed a smile and raised her shot glass. She pressed the glass to her lips, paused, before downing the liquid in one. "Shit, that leaves a burn..." Jessie cleared her throat, smirking as she looked down at the shot glass. "How many of these can you take, Johnny? Like, you know, before you get absolutely smashed?"

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Zacky noticed concern in her voice when she asked him - and Zacky just gave her a lopsided grin. "I've had a few - I can still see and walk in a straight line, so I'm not that drunk." Licking his lips savoring the taste from the last shot, he eyed Matt as he poured another. "You sure you can handle that, Sanders? You're gonna' pass out in a second with the way your swaying." He commented, swishing the ember liquid around in the glass. "Did you want to have a drink, Harper?"

"Uh, sure," Harper answered. She had no idea why she'd agreed so quickly; maybe it was the atmosphere, maybe it was that deliriously good-looking grin Zacky was giving her. She didn't even know what she was about to drink, but she still took the shot glass from Matt when he handed it to her. She sniffed at the amber liquid cautiously before finally tipping the shot glass back, letting the liquid burn its way down her throat. She coughed. "Damn, how can you stand that shit?" she asked, still sputtering.

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Johnny met Jessie's smirk with one of his own. If he was sober, he probably would've lied, but he was already past the point of coming up with a believable lie. "Probably about ten to twelve, depending on what we're shooting," he answered. "I think so far I've had five or six...maybe...honestly I don't remember. I've had a few other drinks too, so...Jessie, I'm drunk," Johnny laughed. He reached out for Jessie's shot glass and sat it on the table next to his. He filled them both again and handed hers back to her. "Another?" he asked.

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When Johnny took her glass from her hands, she bit her lip listening to his words. "T-Ten to twelve? Holy shit, that's some pretty hardcore shit you do Johnny." Jessie commented, before thanking him for the next shot. "Sure, another one sounds good." With a small nod of her head, Jessie tipped the shot glass back - the burn in her throat returning. Clearing her throat, she rubbed her neck before laughing slightly. "Still such a lightweight even after hanging around you guys."

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At Harper's reaction Zacky let out a small laugh, wrapping an arm around Harper's shoulder before rubbing her arm. "Unlike you we can handle some tough-ass stuff." He teased, reaching for his newly filled glass that Matt had poured him. "Want another?" He managed, blinking a few times in order to make sure he didn't see double of Harper. Sure, it would be a plus - he wouldn't mind seeing two of her because of her sheer beauty - but he didn't want to seem drunk. Not yet.

"Uh sure, why not," Harper answered. She hadn't particularly liked the first one, but she was trying to fit in with Zacky's crowd. And as long as she didn't have too many, she figured it would be fine. She took the new shot that Matt poured for her and took a deep breath before tipping the liquid down her throat. It still burned like fire, but Harper tried not to let it show as much. She sat the glass down, looking over at Zacky. "How many of these do you guys usually take?"

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Johnny shot Jessie a drunken grin. "Yeah, I've built up a bit of a tolerance," he explained. He pouted himself another shot and took it as Jessie took hers, trying to remember if this was number seven or number eight. He sat the glass down on the table, eyes blurring for a split second as he tried to focus again on Jessie. He laughed at her comment. "I'll get you where you need to be," Johnny said, the corner of his mouth lifting in a halfway smirk. "Don't you worry."

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At the smirk Johnny gave her, Jessie almost immediately averted her gaze. She could never look at Johnny for too long - especially when he smirked like that. Looking back at him, she let out a small giggle. "A bit of a tolerance? Dude, I feel like the rooms practically swaying and I'm only on my second one!" Punching him playfully on the arm, Jessie looked around the room. "Quite a... Mixed crowd you got here." It made Jessie kinda, well, insecure as there were all these beautiful ladies around - and she was just... Normal.

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"How many? Ur... Maybe ten to fifteen. I, personally, can get to seventeen before getting wrecked." With an effortless shrug of his shoulders, he watched Harper again before whistling under his breath slightly. "When did you learn to down a shot?" The question only just came upon his mind - but she seemed to be a natural at the task. "I'm pretty damn impressed Harper!"

"Oh wow Zacky, are you sure it's safe to take that many?" Harper fretted. It worried her a lot that he got so drunk all the time; they hadn't been together for very long but she still worried about him. She blushed, hearing Zacky say he was impressed with her being able to take a shot. Having him praise her on something that she'd never done until just a few minutes ago - and that he'd be doing for years probably - made her happy. "I uh, I'm not really sure," she told him. "That's only the second one I've ever taken."

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"Aww, you are a little lightweight!" Johnny teased. He shrugged at Jessie's next comment. "Yeah the guy who throws these parties is pretty popular. I don't know half the people here." He looped his arm around Jessie's shoulders, pulling her close to press a sloppy kiss to her cheek. "But you don't have to worry about anything, I've only got eyes for one beautiful little lady. Which is uh, you, by the way, just so you know." Johnny laughed, realizing he was rambling. "Come on, let's go find Matt and Zack. They can help me get you up on our level."

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