Mr Styles

Chapter 3

We are walking on the sidewalk when we hear the sound of the party music getting louder. I can feel the sweat in my palms starting to increase. I can feel my heart skip a beat as we walk in the house.

The house is filled with all kinds of college students and some who look a little older. I turn to Emilie thinking she's standing right behind me. Instead a stranger looks at me.

"Emilie? Is it you?" A brown haired tall guy said.

"Umm" I mumble struggling to find the right words. "Jason?" I add confused.

"Yes that's me, can I offer you a drink Emilie?" Jason said with a naughty smile.

"Yes" I automatically say without thinking. "I mean no" I said while trying to come to my right senses.

"No?" he asked kinda surprised.

«Yes. No. I mean, I am not Emilie." I said while I'm scanning the room looking for her.

"Oh I'm sorry, you are?" Jason said embarrassed.

"I'm Emilie's friend" I said equally as embarrassed as him.

"Oh yeah right.." he said while taking the rest of his shot.

Suddenly I feel someone grabbing my arm, my body freezes as I quickly turn around.

"Want some?" Emilie says holding two beers in her hands while having that crazy I'm gonna get super drunk look in her eyes.

"Sure" I said relived it was her and that I didn't have to be in that awkward conversation anymore.

"Jason?" Emilie asked when she noticed him.

"Yeah. Nice to meet you. What's you name?" Jason asked hoping it's actually Emilie this time.

"I'm Emilie" Emilie said a little confused because he didn't recognise her.

"Yeah of course" Jason said relived. "Let me treat ya, to a drink" he said while holding a bottle of whisky.

Emilie could already tell he was a little drunk, and understood why he didn't recognise her.

I give Emilie a wink and leave the conversation. I'm taking a huuge sip of my drink before I enter the living room. In front of me there's a huge crowd of people dancing crazy to the music. As I look closer I can even see some girls stripping of their clothes in front of the guys. I shake my head while thinking how dumb it is that girls do that for guys at party's, and how they are going to regret it in the morning looking through all the photos the guys have taken. I continue my walk to the kitchen to look for some booze. I'm not an alcoholic as you may think, I've just learned that I'm a small girl that can handle a lot of alcohol before getting drunk, and for that I am thanking god.

"Can I offer you a drink?" a big, tall guy with black short hair says.

"You read my mind" I said not thinking about how this big scary dude was hitting on me.

"Whisky or Gin" he asked while laughing.

"Give me the strongest one" I said wishing to get a little drunk so I can let loose.

"Okay girl.. I see you" he said pretty hyped up.

"So what is a pretty girl like you doing here at a college party?" he asked knowing I am a little bit older.

"How do you know I am not going to college?" I ask offended.

"Oh I just assumed you were older since I would have remembered a hot girl like you going to our school" he said smirking.

"Smooth" I say already rolling my eyes as I walk towards the stairs.

I can see on his face he's surprised that the line didn't work on me. "You are used to guys hitting on you? Aren't you" he said while following me towards the stairs.

"Maybe I am" I say to give him a tease.

I continue to walk up the stairs. When I arrive at the second floor the vibe is different. It's less girls and the music isn't so loud. In the corner a group of guys sit on the couch while smoking something that looks like weed. Next to them some guys are playing beer pong with some girls. I look behind me and the guy that hopelessly tried to hit on me is standing at the bottom of the stairs making out with someone.. And that is why all guys are trash, I think to myself.

A loud cheer come from the people around the beer pong table, they grab my attention.

"And the guys win again" some blond haired guy says proudly.

He is wearing a blue shirt and a red caps on backwards. The two other guys both had brown short hair, and they were wearing a green or white t-shirt. I couldn't really see the last guy other than he had on a black t-shirt, but I didn't think much of it. The other guys looked at the girls and said "One more round?"

The three girls look at each other before one of them said "it's so unfair, you guys are one more player than us!" "Yeah we need one more girl on our team" another one adds.

Suddenly one of the guys notice me. "What about her?" he asks pointing at me.

Everyone suddenly turns around looking at me. I pretend that I hadn't just listened to every word they just said. "Me?" I ask acting confused.

"Yes girl you're perfect! Do you want to join our team?" one of the girls said smiling.

"Yeah why not" I said feeling the booze hitting me.

The guys cheered as I walked toward the table. I smiled at the girls and they smiled back looking pretty drunk.

"Okey why don't we let the new girl go first?" one of the guys said winking at me and laughing. Little did he know I was actually super good at this game and played it all the time in college.

"Okey give me the ball then" I said ready. One of the guys shouted something and the last guy with the black t-shirt turned around with the ping pong ball in his hand.

And that's when I saw him..