The Boy Next Door

4 Years Later.

"I'm ok, I would rather not. If you haven't realized, I'm in my depression mode. I didn't get into college," Justin replied matter of factly.

"This would be the perfect thing then. Let's go out, and get your mind off of it," I respond, taking a seat next to him on the bed. "It'll be fun. You'll meet some girls, maybe even get laid. Y'know, just let yourself go. You need something to get your mind off the whole college thing," I whine, trying my best to pursued him. By the look on his face, I presumed it wasn't working.

"Where exactly are you planning on taking me?" Justin questions.

"Liam Reeds is throwing an end of the year party and he wants us to come."

"Nope, I refuse to go to his party. I refuse to go to another party that's held by someone of that group of friends. They never end well. You know how Ashley's party ended? It was horrible. You were humiliated, and I refuse to let that happen to you again this time."

"Justin, I'm a big girl. I know how to take care of my self, now if you want to go, come on. If you don't I will go by myself," I replied simply. Justin looked at me with his head tilted to the left before he parted his lips to speak.

"I wish you weren't such a bad ass. You don't listen to anyone's opinion," Justin spoke.

I shook my head and looked up at him. "That's New Yorkers for ya," I replied simply, with a giggle.

"So, what you're saying is, I have no choice. If I don't go, you'll go alone, and if I do go, we'll go together?"

"Yup," I huffed, shrugging my shoulders.

"I guess you win, again," Justin says, playfully rolling his eyes.

After time had eventually passed, Justin and I prepared ourselves for the night that was going to be held. Justin drove his moms car and we had eventually made it to the party. The scene was definitely a party scene, you could hear music before you even made it to the house, not to mention all the cars parked outside. Justin and I both looked at each other before we unfastened our seat belts and walked into the party.

"This is crazy," I yelled over the music.

Justin simply nodded his head before tapping my shoulder, "I'm going to go get us some drinks, so stay here," Justin yelled.

"Okay," I replied, smiling at him as I began to sway my hips to the music. The song was unfamiliar, but it was definitely catchy.

As I continued to dance, I felt hands grip the side of my hips. A crooked smile appeared on my face. I turn around to be face to face with Liam. My smile immediately vanished.

"I see you decided to come. You here alone?" Liam asked. Just before I had a chance to respond, Justin walked up to both of us with two red solo cups in his hand. "Oh, prom king decided to come," Liam said, sort of mocking Justin.

"The name's Justin, and of course. I wasn't going to allow her to come here by herself," he spoke.

"Oh, so now you own her?"

I lightly scoffed at Liam before taking one of the cups out of Justin's hand.

"I'm not going to start this with you Liam. I came here to have fun, and if I'm not welcome, I'll leave," Justin replied, taking a sip of the drink he had mustard up.

"Don't let the door hit you on the way out." Liam responded, motioning over to the door. I looked at Justin a he just shook his head before turning on hie heels and walking away.

"Liam, did you know some times you can be a bit of a dick?"

Liam smirked at me before he flashed his perfectly Colgate smile. "Well you know the saying, You are what you have."