Two of A Kind

chapter 2

Abigail's pov

The house was filled with party lights and tons of people. It was tough to just make your way through the crowd.

"Awesome party!" Summer screamed for us to hear. After all, the music was so loud that if we talked to each other in a normal tone we wouldn't be able to hear one another.

I placed a finger over my ear and smiled. "Imma get something to drink. You guys want anything?"

"Some tequila please" Valentina slurred, definitely drunk.

"Oh, I don't think so." Scarlett said hoisting her up. "She's definitely going to have the worst hangover out of all of us"

It was true. Valentina was a heavy drinker and wasn't always the one getting the most drunk.

"I'll take her back to the car and hydrate her with some water" I told the group. They nodded and I grabbed Valentina's hand. She stumbled behind me and tripped making our way but I got her back up.

"C'mon, let's go" I said, still latching onto her arm. And then I didn't feel the firm grip on her arm no more. Oh, god where did she go?

I searched the crowd for her but there was way too many people.

"Need some help?" A deep voice said behind me. I spun around and the most attractive looking guy in the party. My heart pounded and my throat became dry. Or was that just the tequila?

"Actually yes, I do. I lost my friend who appears to be drunk. Have you seen her?"

"That could be anybody. What does she look like?" He said as I admired his voice.

"She was wearing a blue dress, black and blonde hair, green eyes" I explained.

"Hmm.. I have seen someone that matches your description. I think she's by the bar."

"Of course. Why didn't I think of that? Thank you so much" I turned to walk away but he grabbed my hand.

"Not so fast" he says.

I raise an eyebrow.

"What's your name?" He asks me.

"Abigail" I say. "And you?"

"Elijah. Elijah Khoury"

"Nice to meet you Mr. Khoury. I best be going."

"Can I get your number first?"

I was hesitating but I eventually gave in and we exchanged numbers. What if my parents find out? About the party, getting drunk, talking to a boy. They definitely wouldn't think I'm their little innocent girl I once was.