Knocked Up.

"You know who's looking great tonight?" A very tipsy Alrx Gaskarth said to his best friend Jack Barakat.

"Who?" Jack asked excitedly as he took another bottle of liquor off the kitchen table.

"Dallas!" Alex smirked, watching the girl swing her hips to the beat as he took another swig of the vodka.

"I know you didn't just say that!" Jack laughed. For as long as the guys had known Rian, Alex had always been the one to tease the younger Dawson. "You know she'll never give you a chance!" Jack continued to laugh as he walked away from his list struck friend.

Alex knew very well that the younger Dawson had consumed more then a few drinks and would hardly remember the night. Looking around he didn't catch a glimpse of Rian anywhere, he made his way towards the dancing girl.

Dallas Marie Dawson found herself loosing herself in the music that blared from the speakers of the Gaskarth/Dawson household. Only to be brought back to reality when a body pressed against her back. "Gaskarth!" Dallas muttered noticing the tattoo on his left arm.

"Dawson!" Alex said, spinning Dallas in his arms so she was facing him.

"What are you-" Dallas was cut short when Alex pressed his lips to hers.

Dallas soon found herself wrapping her arms around the tall boys neck, melting into the kiss. When Alex pulled away from Dallas he smirked as he looked into her list given eyes. Without saying a word Alex took her hand, leading her away from the party.

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