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#my mother loooves lady gaga too after i played her in the car once as a kid to jokingly annoy her
femboyishcharm · 8 months
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whenever i play mcr around my parents they always want me to play teenagers
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Her Secret, Part III-Jason Dilaurentis Imagine
Requested: Yes
Warnings: Underage drinking
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 The thumping bass of Lady Gaga’s “Poker Face” was incredibly appropriate for the beer pong scene at Noel’s cabin that night. It was a big game between Emilia Kerr, Isaac Holt, Jana Pierson, and Logan Monroe and the majority of the party guests were congregated around that ping pong table, ooing and aahing for every turn. Other people were scattered around the cabin and the couples who wanted some alone time or friends who needed to talk about something extremely important were outside. When I walked into the cabin, Aria, Spencer, and Emily were no where to be found unfortunately, but I spotted Hanna near the drinks table, looking bored.
   I weaved my way through the crowd until I got to her, secretly thankful that I had a good way of keeping my mind off of A and Jason for the time being. “Are you making that face because the only drink you can find is beer?”    Hanna looked up at me and shook her head. “I actually don’t mind beer, I mind that our others friends aren’t as on time as we are.” Hanna took a sip of her drink. “You look good.”
  “Thanks, I didn’t think that I could roll through Noel’s party looking like a hobo.”
  “No, this outfit isn’t Y/N trying to look good for a party, this is something else.”
   As Hanna’s eyes roamed over my clothes, I couldn’t help but feel extremely nervous. I had been keeping the Jason thing a secret for two years and it would be kind of difficult to explain just why I had kept such a big secret from my so-called best friends for such a long time. 
   “Hanna, it’s really nothing,” I said.
   Hanna arched an eyebrow at me but was interrupted by the host himself.
   “Looks like two of Rosewood’s hottest decided to come to my humble party this year.” Noel wrapped his arm around my shoulders and smiled that Hollywood hunk-esque smile that made so many girls at school faint.
   “Hi, Noel,” Hanna said in a dry tone.
   “Why do you look so sad, Hanna? You have a beer and your killjoy of a boyfriend is nowhere to be found,” Noel quipped.
   “Hey, back off,” Hanna hissed.
   Noel held his hand up. “I’m just kidding.” Noel turned to me. “Y/N, why don’t you have a drink? Don’t tell me that all those rumors about you turning into a nun over the summer are true.”
   “Being responsible and being a nun are two different things, Noel. Besides, everyone changes.”
   “But I don’t want you to change, Y/N. We’ve had some good times together.” 
   The look Noel gave me could only be described as salacious and it made my stomach flip. Back when I was much more reckless, Noel and I had ended up doing many unspeakable things together, things that I would’ve rather not spoken about in front of Hanna or any of my other friends.
   “What’s going on here?” Aria asked.
   Noel pulled away slightly. “Nothing, just greeting my more attractive guests.” He gave her a once over. “You look good, Aria.”
   “Thanks.” She cast him a strange glance before turning her attention to Hanna and me. “Emily’s on her way and Spencer got caught up with something with her parents but she’ll be here soon.”
   “And then the whole gang will be here,” Noel said. He handed Aria his Solo cup and told her to “drink up” before joining some of his bros in another drinking game.
   “I can’t believe how much of a douche he is,” Aria said.
   “I can’t believe how much you used to looove him,” Hanna teased, making me chuckle.
   “I didn’t loove him, I just thought he was cute,” Aria muttered.
   “Yeah, but you never acted on it, thank God.” Hanna took a long swig of her drink. “Are you really not having anything, Y/N?”
   “Not right now. We need to get information out of Noel and it’s going to be hard since he is a big heavyweight,” Y/N said.
   “Yeah, we need to get him alone,” Aria said.
   “Then we’ll be here for a while; we need to wait for the crowd to thin out.”
   “Good thing my parents don’t care about curfew.”
    After Hanna had about two more drinks, Spencer and Emily finally arrived.
   “Did we miss anything? Did someone throw up or break something?” Spencer asked sarcastically.
   “Not yet. We’ve been trying to make a plan to get Noel alone so that we can pry him for answers,” Aria said.
   “That shouldn’t be hard. Noel loves playing drinking games,” Spencer said.
   Just then, a group of boys began chanting Noel’s name as he downed a bottle of beer before slamming it down on the table.
   “No, Noel loves winning drinking games,” Emily said.
   “Well, we just have to act like we’re having such a good time that we don’t want to leave for a while,” Hanna said.
   “Yeah, so let’s just act natural.” 
    I handed Spencer and Emily cups of jungle juice and grabbed myself a Corona. We toasted before beginning to sip our drinks and as the taste of alcohol filled my mouth, I secretly hoped it might keep the memories of this afternoon with Jason and the A thing at bay. It was completely unhealthy considering my time in Japan taught me to face my problems head on rather than drink them away. Hopefully, tonight wouldn’t put me at too much of a set back for my rehab.
      About four drinks later, the crowd was finally beginning to thin out but A was beginning to play. Hanna received a text forcing her to binge on the cupcakes Noel had set out on the table unless she wanted her mother notified of her five finger discount; Spencer had to lose two rounds of flip cup lest her secret be broadcast to everyone; and Aria had to steal something small from Noel’s to keep her secret hidden as well. Emily probably had to do something as well, but I didn’t catch it if there was one and my phone was silent because no one was trying to hit me up. Finally, the time had come for us to set up Noel. 
   “What do you guys think we should do?” Aria asked.
   “I don’t know, but I really need some of those cheesy chips or I’m gonna vomit,” Spencer said.
    Emily helped her walk over to the table and I sighed. It was my time to shine because only I and a select few other people knew Noel’s absolute favorite drinking game.
    I grabbed a bottle of whiskey off of the table and sauntered over to Noel and his friends. “The time has come, Kahn.”
   Noel leaned forward and smirked. “For what, Y/L/N?”    “Never Have I Ever,” I said.
    Noel’s smirk deepened. “There’s the Y/N I know.”
    I felt sick to my stomach as he said that but then I reminded myself that I had to do this to get information out of him. So, everyone left gathered around in a circle.
   "You all know the game: if you did it, you drink, if you didn’t do it, your safe. The winner is the most sober person by the end,” I said. 
   “Why don’t you start, Y/N? But it might be hard coming up with something you’ve never done,” Noel taunted.
   Everyone besides my friends “ooohed” at that and I rolled my eyes. “Never have I ever cheated on my girlfriend.”
   All of the guys took a swig of the whiskey bottle and congratulated each other.
   “Pigs,” Spencer muttered.
   “Never have I ever lied to a cop,” some girl said.
   Spencer, Aria, Hanna, Emily, and I shared a glance but I was the only one who took a shot along with Noel and one of his friends.
  "What did you do, Y/L/N?” Noel asked.
  “I lied my way out of a speeding ticket.”   “Boring!”
  “And also out of a drunken disorderly ticket.”   As the game went on, more secrets were revealed and Noel got more hammered while my friends and I managed to stay sober. We began making more insinuating statements one by one. With each shot Noel took, we all knew that he was definitely in contact with Alison shortly before she went missing and was killed. However, we weren’t getting close enough and none of us were asking the question that really mattered.
   “Your turn, Y/N,” Aria said.
    I looked up at Noel, who managed to still look cocky in spite of his drunkenness. “Never have I ever killed someone.”
   Noel smirked at me and the room got really quiet. It was filled with tension and anticipation from my friends and me. I didn’t really think Noel killed Alison but I knew that he knew something.
   “Geez, Y/N, you didn’t have to be so morbid,” Noel said.
   “Just trying to get to know you better, Noel,” I shot back.
   “I think it’s time for this party to end.”
   “Agreed.”
   I quickly found myself huddled with my friends again, and Spencer looked the most upset out of all of them.
   “How could you say that?” she whisper hissed.
   “I had to say something. All we know is that he and Ali were talking before she went missing. I wanted to rule out a suspect,” I said.
   “How do you know that he didn’t do it?” Aria asked.
   “That’s the problem, I don’t.” 
   Hanna sighed. “Well, either way, we better start heading back now. This whole being out in the woods thing is freaking me out.”
   “Ditto,” Emily said.
   As we went our separate ways, my mind wandered to Jason. I definitely was not inebriated enough to text him anything suggestive, but I was thinking about him. What if A went after him? I would never be able to forgive myself because it would have been my fault. Plus, keeping this secret from everyone would not have been worth it.
   When I got home, all I wanted to do was crawl into bed and sleep off the alcohol. Unfortunately, I was in for a rude awakening because Jason was standing in my driveway. I parked on the curb and grabbed a handful of mints from the tin to cover up the smell of alcohol before getting out of the car. He walked towards me and he had a solemn expression on his face.
   “Hey,” he said.
   “Hey. What are you doing in my driveway?” I asked.
   “I knew you were going out tonight and I wanted to make sure that you were okay.”
   “I didn’t go on a bender or anything so I’m fine. You could have just called or text.”
   "Yeah, but this way you can’t lie to me.”
   As much as it made me happy that he cared about me, I was still confused about where we stood. He reached out to talk to me and then we almost kissed. We...we still needed to talk about that.
   “About this afternoon----”
   “Don’t worry about it.”
   “I’m not worried about it, I’m confused. I thought we were done and then we almost...”
   Jason looked at me. “What we had was genuine and intense and long so it’s pretty hard to just leave those feelings behind.”
   “Genuine? Sneaking around with each other is genuine?”
   “Besides that, the feelings were genuine...weren’t they?”     I hesitated. “Yeah, I get what you’re saying.”
    “Good.”
    “So, you drove all the way to my house, risking getting caught by my parents and seen by neighbors, to make sure I was okay because...”
    “Because we’re friends.”
    “Yeah, friends.”
    “And friends care about each other. Stay safe, Y/N.”
    As Jason walked to his car to leave, all I could think about was how he called us friends. Two people who had such an intense relationship with genuine feelings for as long as we did could not suddenly become friends. Why was I thinking that we could be more than friends? That would begin another slew of problems that I certainly didn’t need. In spite of that, I was sure that I still had some straggling romantic feelings for Jason. The question was if he was having that same dilemma with me. 
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