Study Sessions and Ice Rings | Sapnap x [Fem] Reader | Highschool AU

Part 3

After finishing my last class I headed home and was now splayed across my bed not knowing what to do with myself, it was about 9pm and all I had done since school was eat and watch films. I had nothing to do, no one to call, no place to go.

Unknown Number

Y/N where are you???
Sent: Now

I didn't know the number and hadn't given mine out to anyone so who was messaging me?

Oh btw this is Alex

How tf did you get my number?

I have my ways 😶
But where are you?

At home why

That's a funny way to spell on my way

And where would I be on my way to exactly?

My party
That I told you about in science
You weren't listening to me where you?...

No, No I was not...

Bitch get your arse over here now
[Address]
Sent: Now

I had nothing else planned, so why not? I got up and got changed out of the sweatpants I had changed into and put on some black skinny jeans along with a matching belt, a laced body suit and a cute jacket paired with some silver jewellery. I put on my shoes and drove to the address he'd sent me.

As I pulled up I heard the blaring music and people in the garden trying to talk over it, silhouettes dancing in the windows and you could practically taste the alcohol in the air.

"Y/NNNN!", Alex shouted as I walked inside. I walked over to him and he grabbed my wrist and dragged me through the crowd to the kitchen where glass bottles of liquor were lined up. He handed me a red solo cup filled with a mixture, "What's this?", I shouted over the music leaning forward as I spoke hoping to make it easier for him to hear me.

"The good stuff", he smirked then taking a sip of his own drink and beginning to pull me once again through the sweaty colliding bodies that were filling the rooms. I followed behind him to a sitting area where a few familiar boys where sat. "Y/N, this is George, Dream and Karl", he pointed to each of the boys as he spoke their names.

"I know", I laughed, "We've met" He turned to look at me slightly confused. "English partner, Maths partner and Music partner coincidently", I chuckled the boys laughing along also.

"Oh", Alex shrugged taking a seat besides Karl and patting besides him for me to also sit. I did.

"Let me guess you've met Sapnap too?", he asked sarcastically.

"Sapnap?...No the name doesn't ring a bell", I replied then taking a sip of my drink.

"Oh well he's around here somewhere", he shrugged.

After far too many drinks and a few very long hours, I ended up loosing the group and decided to look around for them. After about 10 minutes of searching I gave up and headed to the kitchen for some water hoping to aid my pounding head, I probably shouldn't have drank on top of my meds but here we are.

I grabbed a clean solo cup and poured in some water, jumping when hearing something smash behind me. I turned to see an girl wobbling on her feet stood in front of an empty smashed beer bottle, she bent down to try and clean it but before she could I grabbed her hands and pulled her back up. "Don't worry I'll do it, your way too drunk"

She nodded and smiled before thanking me and disappearing back into the crowd, I bent down and started to pick the glass shards up. "Ow", I hissed feeling something sharp pierce into my hand, I dropped the glass sharps in my hand and watched the blood slowly creeping out into my palm. Great.

I went to pick up the rest of the glass not wanting anyone else to get hurt but was stopped by someone's hands grip mine, I looked up to see the boy from the library. He was looking down at the blood covering my hand and the open wound continuing to spill blood. "What are you doing?", he asked me pulling me up and continuing to look at my hand, I thought it was obvious but apparently not.

"Cleaning this up?", I replied.

"But your hurt", he stated the obvious and then called his friend over. A brunette wearing a black and red sweater and a pair of black rimmed glasses walked towards us speeding up as he noticed the blood. "Could you finish cleaning this up whilst I sort this out please", he lifted my hand as he said 'this'. My drunken mind drifting to filthy thoughts by his choice of word, I tried to conceal my laugh.

His friend nodded and began cleaning up the shattered glass as he walked me to the bathroom shutting the door behind us. It was quieter now, the music now only in the background and muffled voices behind the closed door.

He looked around in the cabinet and pulled out a first aid box, opening it and taking out things he'd need; bandages, rubbing alcohol, tweezers to take out any glass shards stuck inside.

I lifted myself onto the bathroom countertop, besides the sink, with my okay hand. He took my hand and rinsed it under some cold water to get the dried blood off, and then began cleaning the wound with rubbing alcohol. I winced slightly, attempting to pull away but his grip tightening slightly and his eyes moving to mine. "Pay attention to me, not what I'm doing", he told me, his eyes locking on mine for a minute too long.

He seemed to know roughly what he was doing and I trust him even though I don't even know him. I watched the concentration in his face as he continued to aid the cut on my hand, not feeling an ounce of pain since what he'd told me.

"Thanks", I smiled, looking down at his handy-work and then back up to him. He looked to me and nodded his head slightly. I may have been slightly drunk but we were definitely getting getting closer, our faces only inches apart, his body wedged in between my legs.