Kook parties weren't really my thing, but Rafe Cameron was known for throwing the craziest of all. Of course I would go. But JJ being the over protective best friend, obviously he had to come with me. He literally told me that I couldn't go unless he went too. It's not like I don't want him there, he's my best friend. Plus he's my number one party buddy. I love going to parties with him.
He takes out his flask that we had been sipping on the entire walk from the cut. He takes a few gulps and hands it to me, letting me finish the rest of what's in the flask. I am definitely almost drunk, I believe the word is tipsy. I can't remember. But I do know that if a cop were to ask me to walk straight, I wouldn't go straight.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I give you....Kook Castle." We stop at the driveway of the house. JJ isn't over exaggerating, this house is literally huge.
There are sober, and Not so sober people surrounding the house. Along with very loud music coming from the inside and backyard. We walk in and JJ immediately B-lines for the alcohol tables saying "rich people always have the weird shit I've never tried before. I'm gonna go take a shot from each bottle and I'll find you later. Don't get into trouble!" He walks away yelling over the music. I laugh and shake my head at him. The next time I see him he is not going to be sober.
"Hey, Y/n you came!" Rafe walks over to me with a smile on his face. He hands me a drink. Does he really think I'm dumb enough to drink this. I may not be sober but I haven't lost all common sense. For all I know there's probably roughies in here. I'd rather get my own drink from a bottle or a can that way I know it's sealed. I'm not going to be rude, so I take the drink from him and thank him. But hell if I'm actually going to drink it.
Taking an unsealed drink from Rafe Cameron is like taking a random pill from a crack head and hoping it's Tylenol. Not a good outcome.
"I had nothing else to do so I threw on a dress and ended up here." I shrug. He nods.
"Well, you look beautiful." He looks me up and down. I'm wearing a sparkly, black, skin tight dress that shows off all my curves, of course I look beautiful. I give him a smile.
"Thank you Rafe. You don't look too bad yourself." I'm not lying, Rafe is hot. And he's older which gives him extra points. Not the type of guy I'd date, but definitely the type I'd mess around with for a night. Looks like tonight is that night.
Would I be playing with his feelings? Yes.
Do I give a fuck? No.
"Wanna dance?" I set down my drink that I was never going to drink and pull him over to the crowd of dancing people. The music is too loud to even hear my own thoughts but I don't mind it. My thoughts don't make sense when I'm drunk anyway.
I dance and move my hips to the music with Rafe watching me, a smirk on his face. I always look hot when I'm dancing, And this dress is definitely doing me justice. Rafe comes up behind me and moves is hands to my hips, I'm not going to stop him. I'm all his for the night if he wants it. His body is pressed against my back and I feel his lips move onto my neck. I roll my head back giving him more room as we continue moving to the music. I just know my neck is going to be covered in hickeys after tonight.
After a while of dancing in un holy ways with Rafe, I notice JJ dancing with a girl. I don't know why it makes me mad but I don't like it. JJ and I make eye contact as Rafe's hands are all over me, and JJ's hands are all over the girl. I recognize her from school. Her name is Makayla I think. JJ winks at me before leaning down to kiss the girls neck. I roll my eyes, he's trying to play a game with me. But he doesn't know that I can do it better. I grind my ass against Rafe and he holds me closer with his hands holding my hips. JJ clenches his jaw continues dancing with Makayla. Little does he know I'm not done with the game yet. I turn around to Rafe and start kissing him on the lips, wrapping my arms around the back of his neck and running my fingers through his hair.
"Want to take this to the bedroom?" Rafe mumbles against my lips. I smile into the kiss and eventually pull away.
"Rafe, don't get me wrong, you're hot. But you're not that hot." I wink at him and begin walking away. "That was fun though. We should do this again some time!" I yell over the music as I walk away smiling.
Did I lead him on? Yes, yes I did.
Was it worth it? Yes, yes it was.
I walk over to the alcohol table and find a sealed can of a Smirnoff ice berry blast. Now that is something I would love to have right now. I open it and chug at least half of it. I turn around and try to look for JJ and Makayla on the dance floor. I can see Makayla, but no JJ. Weird, I wonder where he went. I finish my drink and throw the can into the recycle bag before walking away. I walk into the crowd of dancing drunk people and begin moving my hips to the music once again, but this time I'm by myself. We'll sort of.
Multiple guys take there shot and start dancing with me, but when I get bored I move away from them. And just like clockwork, another guy comes behind me with his hands all over me. I don't care...It's a party...I'm drunk...rules are over rated. His body presses to mine and his hands travel down my waist and onto my thigh. I'm still not bothered to stop him. He moves my hair to the side and leaves kisses on my neck, my jawline, and my shoulder. This dude knows what he's doing cause holy fuck this feels amazing. His hands return to my waist and he starts helping me move my body to the rhythm of the music. I haven't even seen this guy yet and I already think he's hot.
Just as I'm getting bored, about to push him away I catch a familiar scent. The familiar old spice deodorant. Faded smell of weed. And the shampoo I am in love with. Is this who I think it is. Now that I think about it, his hands feel familiar. The rings. The bracelets. I turn around.
Holy shit I've been dancing with JJ. My jaw drops.
"Hey princess." He smirks at me. "I think I liked having you in that position. We should do it more often.. naked." He raises his eyebrow and drops it again. JJ was known for getting like this when he was drunk. But he's never been like it with me. So I am a little shocked. But at the same time I'm enjoying it. He leans down and smashes his lips onto mine. Obviously I kiss him back, I've been wanting to do that since we met. I run my hands over the back of his neck and Into his hair.
"I don't like the way these guys are looking at you. Your mine." He mumbles after he pulls away from the kiss, still only centimetres away from my lips.
"Then let's leave." I smirk at him and he nods. We walk out of the house, his hands on my waist the whole time, letting everyone know what belongs to him. It's me, I belong to him, He owns me, and quite honestly I am perfectly fine with that, because as much as I am his, he is mine.
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