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Chapter 17

After we were done with everything, William and Zack joined us in the living room. We were sitting in the living room, and were waiting for guests to come. I heard a knock on the door. "it must be my girlfriend, I asked her to come a little early." Zack told us and rushed to the door.

He came back with a girl beside her which was quite shorter than Zack. She had exceptionally dark straight hair with green eyes. She was pretty. "meet my girl, Jessica." Zack said while kissing her on the cheek.

I was totally shipping them. They were adorable and made a cute couple. They both sat together in the sofa, while Katie shifted to my side. After an hour or something everyone started arriving. All the football guys, that annoying blonde guy who tried to carry me was also there.

I ignored him completely. Rosie and her girl pals were also there, Rosie was giving me a smirk. Even that guy from library who asked me out was at the party.

Party was in full swing and It wasn't that bad. Piper was completely drunk and was making out with William. Zack and Jessica were dancing slowly even though it was a fast song. Katie was sitting by herself so I just went to her.

"you shouldn't come." She said to me. I was a little shocked and a whole lot of awkward. "why?" I asked her. "there's this girl I like and I don't want her to think I'm flirting with you here." She told me politely. "no problem, good luck." I told her cheerfully. I turned to leave. "hey, you know I love you." Katie said to me. I laughed.

It was one of the good things about her that she was straight forward. I decided to sit on the sofa. The blonde football guy was sitting opposite me. He was doing really inappropriate gestures, like sucking his finger and touching himself.

I was going to throw up. I took my opportunity and went to kitchen to escape him. I was sitting on the stool which we added in the kitchen for more seats. I heard the seat next to me moving. "hey, Faith." I heard a voice. I looked up and it was that library guy.

What was his name? Clay? Yeah, Clay.

"hi, how come you're at this party." I asked him trying not to look rude. "when I heard you were going to be at this party, I thought 'let's go then.'" He said chuckling. I was on the last level of awkwardness.

I didn't know how to react to that. I just simply looked away. "are you free on Friday? If you don't mind we can hangout." He asked me confidently. Why is he asking me out again? I thought. "nope, I'm always busy on weekends. And otherwise I attend classes." I told him uncomfortably.

He nodded. He left then to my utter peace. A girl took his place. She looked friendly. She was making herself a drink. "you want some?" she asked me. "coke will be enough." I told her. She handed me my glass and left. She didn't even let me say thanks to her. I drank it. It tastes quite different. A little bitter. But I drank, I was thirsty.

When I tried standing up, I tripped. It wasn't something new to me, but I tripped because my vision was going a little blurry. I noticed, the music didn't felt as loud as it should be. I sat back and saw Rosie making out with some random guy. One of her friends was almost naked by then.

Footballers were totally hitting on them. Well, they were cheerleaders. Everything was going blurry. Zack's girlfriend came and talked to me about something, which I don't remember at all.

Then I saw a beautiful guy standing in front of me, with brown messy hair and blue eyes. He was smiling teasingly at me. I ran to him and hugged him tightly. He swung me around. "Ryan!!" I squealed like a fan girl. He laughed and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

"missed me?" he asked me. "oh yeah!" I said. He was blurry. His voice felt as if he was talking to me from another room. I looked up at him and his expressions turned hard. "are you drunk?" he asked me furiously. I shook my head. "I just drank a glass of coke, a sweet girl offered me herself." I said innocently.

He took me to his room. I was standing on the door of his room. He changed his shirt and wore a loose ripped sweater. And held my hand and dragged me to my room. I must have tripped a couple of times.

We entered my room and he stood in front of my bed. He said something about me being not careful enough. I only remembered that he was mad at me. I stepped closer to him and wrapped my hands around his waist. He was avoiding my gaze. I touched my nose to his scar. He grabbed me by waist and smiled at me.

We both sat in the middle of the bed. My legs were in his lap. I took his collar in my hand. "my shirt is bothering you? Should I change?" He asked me. "your every shirt bothers me." I told him. He laughed and took his shirt off.

He was so beautiful. I was staring at his chest now. He pulled me in his lap and inhaled in my neck. My hands were in his hair. He looked at my face, he was the most beautiful being. I interlaced my hands to his. He twisted my hands behind my back, still interlaced.

He pulled me closer and kissed my neck. He was sliding his lips on my neck, I could feel his warm breath. I struggled to free my hands but his grip was tight. He kissed every inch of my neck, I wanted him to kiss my lips.

He loosen his grip on my hands and pushed me gently on the bed. He was on top of me now. Our eyes locked for couple of seconds. Then he kissed my neck once and rested his head on my chest. I was breathing fast.

He was whispering something, but my mind was so blurry, I couldn't remember. I had dream-less sleep.