𝙇𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 | scream

Chapter 4

~ y/n pov ~
"Hey y/n you made it!" Someone shouts from behind me, I spin around and see Stu beaming a huge smile at me, reeking of beer. "Some party huh?" I nod and take a look around the room, flashing lights, loud music, people just vibing, dancing. I've always seen this kind of things in movies and books and... well, something always goes wrong in it, but I suppose that's all apart of the shitty dramatic cinematic effect.

"Where's Billy?" I tilt my head, Stu shrugs and chugs the rest of his cup. He was wearing a loose black shirt, a few wet spots of alcohol now coating it as the beer dripped down his chin.

"I dunno man, where'd your girl go?" I shrug back, scanning around to see if I could see Tatum or Billy anywhere.

"Um, she said she'd be right back, and then you came over to me right after so-" as I look back at him I catch him staring down at my shirt, I blush slightly realising where he was looking. We were quickly interrupted as Stu was given a light shove.

"Billy hey!" I smiled and he scanned me up and down raising an eyebrow.

"Wow y/n I didn't know you owned nice clothes." I give a 'hey' and nudge him jokingly.

"Come on ladies lets grab a drink." He gestures to me and Stu to follow him to the table. I accidentally bump into someone.

"Oh I'm so sorry -"

"Y/n right?" I look up at the girl I accidentally ran into, it's Paisley. She's one of the most popular girls in school, and she knows my name which is slightly weird. "Sorry who invited you?"

"Um- I'm sorry for running into you Paisley I didn't mean it"

"You didn't answer my question. Who invited you to my boyfriends party." She scoffed and looked over to the girl next to her who was smirking like a royal bitch. God I hate these girls already.

"Tatum did -"

"Yeah, I don't actually care, just stay out of my way." She does a little satisfactory hair flip and gives a condescending smile. She was quickly shut down as Tatum showed up beside me.

"If you didn't care why'd you ask asshole? Go back to sleeping with your step-dad and leave people alone, or I will fuck your quarterback boyfriend right here at this party in his parents bed, and we wouldn't want that would we?" Tatum stood confidently with her arms crossed. Paisley huffed and quickly turned away.

I was about to speak when I was pulled away roughly to the drinks. "Okay you promised you'd take a shot with me y/n." I groaned as Stu handed me the little shot glass as he poured clear liquid into it.

"What is this?" I asked innocently. He laughed and looked over at Billy who sipped from his cup with almost no emotion.

"Y/n it's a clear alcohol what do you think it is? You've got like two options." I just looked at him blankly.

"It's vodka, just throw it back, don't try and taste okay? Just chuck it to the back of your throat and swallow fast." he did a little eyebrow wiggle in regards to his sentence choice, I just rolled my eyes. I hesitated and took the shot. I coughed and Billy handed me his cup which I quickly chugged back trying to wash away the awful taste of vodka.

"Oh my god Billy what are you drinking this is awful.. Sorry I drank like half your cup but I needed to wash away that taste." They both laughed and Billy poured himself a shot, throwing it back effortlessly not even pulling a face at the awful taste. "Wow you didn't even flinch."

"Vodka and lemonade, but I didn't really measure the vodka properly, probably why it tastes like shit. And you drank more then half of my cup, so much for not getting smashed tonight y/n"