Amaya’s POV…..
This is why I don’t get drunk, when I get drunk, I get rude, I get meaner and I don’t have a care for the world or anyone, I am brutally honest, I can’t recall to last time I got drunk, maybe it was when Harry broke my heart; I wasn’t drunk, I didn’t do anything stupid, the only thing I did was cry and sleep then wake up.
I felt my head getting lighter and a smile appeared on my face when I glanced around and saw the people that were at the party, one thing about me getting drunk is that, I don’t go crazy and I don’t want people to know that I am drunk, I have full control of my body when I want and I can only lose control when I want.
I had a smile on my face when I headed toward the other side of the party and sat on my chair; I hadn’t seen Adam in a while and I didn’t
