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"Happy birthday Adriiiii," Adrian yelled over the loud music, throwing his arms around me.

"Thanks Adrian," I hug him back laughing.

Serena hugged me next and tears glazed over in her eyes, "Happy birthday! I've missed you so much Adrianna, it's been forever since I saw you." I had the urge to call her out on her bullshit and slap her, but refrained from doing so. I've made so much time for her, always wanted to talk on the phone, or FaceTime, but every fucking time, she was busy with her boyfriend. Which speaking of the said boy, when I pulled away from Serena, he was staring at me heatedly and I hated it. Immediately and I fell back into Phoenix's arms and I knew he wasn't liking Axel either, his entire body was tense.

"Happy birthday gorgeous," he said with a deep voice and soft eyes. His eyes were fixated on me and he seemed to not give a fuck about the much intimidating man who had his arm around me. Axel really seemed to have balls tonight because he went even further and wrapped an arm around my shoulder and leaned in close. Was he trying to kiss me? What the fuck?

"Th-thanks," I stutter out and turned my head in Phoenix's chest unhesitatingly. I peeked a look at his eyes once more and saw the softness was now replaced with pure hatred in them and I looked over at Adrian, who was glaring at Axel. Well isn't this just lovely.

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That delightful encounter - note my sarcasm - with Axel earlier was pretty much forgotten as Phoenix and I took the spotlight of the dance floor.

I know why you're calling
We've been here before
I know what you want, you say I'm the one
Then walk out the door
It's been for a minute
But I can't let go
Don't answer the phone
I swear that I'm fine
No self control, yeah

Two drinks, I do this, I do this, I know
I call you, I call you, you answer the phone
Then in the morning you leave me
Hung out to dry in the city, yeah

Maybe I need another shadow in the dark
Maybe I'm lonely and I don't know what I want
Maybe it's 4am but I still call you up
Every time cause I want you to put me through hell
Maybe I need another shadow in the dark
Maybe I'm lonely and I don't know what I want
Maybe it's 4am but I still call you up
Every time cause I'm scared you're with someone else

Essentially, everyone was watching us. And we both knew it.

The song - Someone Else from Chelsea Cutler - might not have an absolute banger, but the drop was enough for me to be grinding against his body and for him to be gripping my waist. And I knew this would be all over snapchat, it would be the talk of the century.

We danced to a few more songs and even a slow song was thrown into it; I knew I would never forget how it felt, swaying slowly on the dance floor, having my head resting on Phoenix's shoulder.

And now - it was probably 11:30 - Blake decided it was time to cut the cake. Marlowe and I stood behind the table, surrounded by our friends and even foreign faces while they sang happy birthday. Sitting on the table was a three tier teal marble frosted cake. And it looked amazing. But standing before everyone, the realisation of finally being eighteen was slowly sinking in. I was 18. I was free. And I was allowed to do whatever the fuck I pleased. Honestly, I thought it was quite the joke, me, Adrianna Vasiliev, was a legal adult. God knows, I'll end probably set something to fire tomorrow.

I was lost in my thoughts, I hadn't realised what the hell was going on next to me. Marlowe Harrison decided to grab a bottle of tequila and chug half of it. All in one go.