ZARA

Chapter 63: Drunk

The music was pumping so loud that I could feel the beat in my heart.
I was rushed to the dance floor by Ryan while chugging the second bottle. Everyone on the dance floor gave me odd stares because of what I was wearing but I didn't care.
Mitchel Ryan and I joined hands jumping around in a circle to the music.
Ryan fell down at least 3 times trying to keep her balance.

A few minutes later I was buzzed. Not as buzzed as Ryan I don't think anyone can top her, but I felt tipsy. I was just dancing with Ryan now. The song that was playing was work by Rihanna.
Me and Ryan killed this dance because she's Latina and I'm Trinidadian.
People started to circle around us as we began whining to the song. We barely realized all the people that were around us. Mitchel had gone to the bathroom so he wasn't with us.

You could hear the boys in the audience make weird comments at us especially Ryan who had a mini skirt and a revealing tank top.

We were feeling the music until I was grabbed and pulled away.
"What the fuck." I shrieked in a sloppy tone.

"Zara what the fuck are you doing??" Owen questioned me in annoyance.
"I'm dancing let go of me." I squirmed trying to get away from him.
"Oh so you didn't hear all the guys say they want to fuck you??" He growled at me pulling me closer.
"I did." I admitted glaring at him in anger.
"I don't care." I added

"You can't be doing this." He sighed "you know how it makes me feel."
"Don't blame me I was dancing in sweats and a hoodie.. stop being fucking insecure and go back to Ashley." I said in a huff finally getting out of his grip.

"What, do you think I want to be with Ashley??!" He yelled
"I don't know, do you?!" I yelled back
"How am I insecure when your freaking out about Ashley??"
"I'm not insecure. SHE LITERALLY GOT YOU ALMOST KILLED AND YOU STILL CARE ABOUT HER." I snapped at him.

"Zara I just don't want her to KILL HERSELF." He yelled grabbing my shoulders
I looked away trying not to care for what he had to say.
"Yea whatever go stop her from doing that." I scoffed silently still looking away.
As we both stood in silence.

"I hate fighting with you." He sighed taking a seat on the bench.
I didn't respond instead I sat next to him pulling my legs onto the seat wrapping my arms around them.
"Owen this is our last day.. can we just have fun." I sighed looking down.
"What's so wrong with that?." I added

He let out a sigh before saying "I'm sorry for being a dick."
I looked at him with a soft smile.
"Can we have fun?" I asked him. Even if he said no I still would have fun with out him.
He nodded in response making me leap from the bench skipping to the dance floor before he stopped me.

"Z Come're."
I walked back to slouching my shoulders in a huff.
"What?" I hissed at him
"If your gonna dance like that I want to be behind you." He smirked

His words drive me crazy. Just his words.
I rolled my eyes before saying "fine." I handed out my hand for him to take it and he did with a groan getting up from the bench.

I pulled him to the dance floor handing him a drink.
He chugged at it throwing it to the ground once he was done
"What the fuck was that give me something stronger." He spoke in disgust making me smile, it was nice to see him try and let loose. He's been so tense lately.

I got a stronger drink and handed it to him and I watched has he chugged it down fully.
"How??" I asked speechless. He shrugged his shoulders with a smile. He then twirled me around as my back faced him.

He pulled me in from my waist as I rested my head on his shoulder grinding into him to the beat of the music.
While his hands guided my movements continuing to pull me closer then I already was.
I leaned onto him shutting my eyes as it felt like it was just me an him. He traced his hands moving up my body while I moved my hips in a circular motion to the music.
I could hear his breathing grow heavier in my ear making me feel intense butterflies in my stomach.
As I tried to distance myself from him he tugged on my waist again slamming me again himself holding me in place.

"Z, don't-" he whispered in my ear has his breath grew heavy "don't leave." He added.
I could feel erection rise while he moved my ass on it.

"Owen you can do this here." I whispered as my breath hitched at his actions.
"I know." He sighed slowly letting me go. It was like he thought it was only him and I... like no one else was there.
I turned to face him as my hands rested on his shoulders hugging his body has we slow danced.

"Why won't you just- Like do it with me." I was hesitant trying to admit what I've been holding onto for a while.
Sighed looking away from me.
"Because.."
"Because what." I asked him with a hint of confusion
"Cause the last time we did it.. it was-"
"Was it bad??"
"No! What no, of course not." He answered quickly

"Then what?" I asked again
He hesitated on his words before finally answering

"I put you through a lot by using no protection, which brought you to getting hurt and me being shot. I'm scared that I'll be triggered....that everything will come back. And I've been doing so good lately I just don't want to fuck it up." He spoke silently almost sad.

I had no idea that he was feeling this way.
I hugged him instantly while he rested his head on my shoulder latching onto my waist tight.
"I'm so sorry Owen." I said quietly into his ear feeling him nod on my shoulder.

"I wish there was more I could do. But instead of caring for Ashley you need to take care of yourself... you haven't even told me about how you felt after killing someone. But again I didn't ask."
"I'm scared to talk about it." He sighed as we swayed into the hug to the music.

"Owen don't be scared." I unhanded him placing my hands on his cheeks. He eyes got glossy
"Not with me." I added
He started to tear up trying to hide it turning away from me.
"Let's go okay." I comforted him as we walked away from the party .