Callie Rose

Chapter 20

A/n: there's  a bit of POV switches during this chapter so he sure to pay attention so you don't get too confused.

Callie Rose

"You guys are fucking disgusting"

My nose scrunches up a bit and I flinch from the vulgarity of Chase's sentence. I pull my body farther away from Evan as my cheeks tint a lighter red colour.

Evan clearly doesn't like this because soon enough his hands are wrapping firmly around my waist and pulling me back to my former position, hoisted up on his lap.

Usually I wasn't one for PDA, but Evan was just sitting there looking fairly irresistible and with time I had soon forgotten that the rest of the guys were in fact here, watching us suck each others faces off.

Evan instead turned to him with a scowl and lunged a compressed empty can of beer in his direction. Chase's ducked making the can fly and miss the side of his face and he smirked at me.

"No one asked you to be here asshole" he grunted while muttering something like 'if I want to kiss my girlfriend then I'll fucking kiss my girlfriend'

Chase immediately perked up after seeing he had done enough to rile Evan up and slowly made his way over to us bending his knees so his face was at my level.

"I'm sorry for interrupting dearest friends, please, by all means continue, I will admit it's kinda hot watching shy little Callie eat your face and stuff"

I flush instantly feeling embarrassed at his little teasing and even feel the need to share a bit of a chuckle with Chase.

Must have been the beer he slipped me earlier when Evan wasn't looking.

I still knew his words were harmless, he was joking around as usual.

Just as Evan was about to react to his comment Trey interrupted by calling him over.

He gave me a quick peck on the cheek saying he'll be right back, I send a soft smile and nod at him sipping on my almost finished and spiked apple Juice.

The guys had come over to Evans house not long after the afternoon, we had no idea they were going to be here which was partially the reason Evan was so grumpy half of the time.

It all escalated to them blasting music from one of Trey's speakers and offloading tons of beer cans and alcohol bottles from their cars.

Chase out rightly handed me one of the bottles in front of Evan, who had very obviously freaked out.

I wasn't an idiot, I knew what alcohol was, considering it was all mother and father had to drink whenever they hosted important business meeting with 'associates'.

I'd never actually had a bottle before, but I had always wondered what it tasted like, or how it would feel once I did.

I always observed how carefree and ununiformed it made mother and father act.

They were usually so uptight but whenever they drank they loosened up a lot more, not by will but by the impulse the chemicals in their system had on them, more than ever I wanted to feel that, especially now.

Chase nodded in my direction and gave me a mischievous and knowing look.

He quickly popped off the lid of a bottle of what I'm guessing is vodka and practically shoved it in my face.

If I didn't know any better, and wasn't used to Chase's impulsive attitude I would have thought he was tryna drug me or something.

But that probably wasn't the case.