Resist Me, I Dare You [completed]

Chapter 7

"Kat.." He trailed off. I leaned up and accidentally misplaced my foot. As I fall off the bed, a burst of laughter erupted from Nolan. I looked at my clock. 9:15. He was here to pick me up.  I gave him my tongue and made my way to my closet. Hmm...I wonder where we're going.

"So hey, where are we going again?" I ask.

"Well, I was thinking you could accompany me to a party." I paused in my step. A party?

"Wait, Taylor Crawman's party?" I let a look of horror cross my face for only a second before I cover it up with mild discomfort.

"Yeah, you know him?" He rummages through my closet, asking nonchalantly.

"Doesn't the entire school?" I try to cover up the fact that I may know him a little too much.

Taylor Crawman: an evil human who tried to accompany someone into raping you.

My stomach twisted in an unpleasant fashion and Nolan seemed to notice my discomfort.

"Nervous, good girl?" He asks. I shake my head. Maybe a party was what I needed to escape my state of brokenness right now.

"No. Actually, I'm pumped." I put on a smile and he raised a brow apparently not believing my oh-now-so-pumped  attitude. He nevertheless threw a pair of high waisted shorts and a crop top at me. I shook my head and before I let a word through my mouth he said something.

"You have style, you should wear something other than sweats all the time." He was right, I had style but I didn't wear much of it at school, I guess Vicky's words were coming through to me. I had started degrading my wardrobe because she called me a low-life slut and I had started protecting myself from what she was labeling me as. It's funny how I just realized that.

"Uhh, yeah thanks." I shied away to the bathroom to change.  I swiped on my eye-liner and glossy lip- gloss. I then put on my black converse and made my way back to Nolan. After I put my long hair up in a high ponytail, we said bye to my mother and left. I put my phone and keys in my bra. That is the only positive to having double D bras. It comes at the cost of a lot of guys trying to take advantage of you though.

"Do you always do that?" I had realized that Nolan was watching me. He scanned me for about the third time since I had changed into the shorts. Had I looked that different?

"Uhm, yeah." I blushed. He smirked at my state of awkwardness and nodded. We walked outside and I was greeted with the car that almost killed me on his first day of school.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you" He said. I let out a deep breath which I realized I was holding. "...Yet." And that's how he pulled me out of the car at a party with scratches on his arm.

" Look-" He trapped me between his car and his body once he had gotten me out of the car. "You're going in there and you're going to have fun." He ordered. I shook my head and glanced past him to see people grinding on each other on the grass. OH JESUS! WHAT WAS I THINKING? WAIT NO, WHAT WAS HE THINKING? HE DID THIS! HE FORCED ME INTO GOING TO A STUPID PARTY OR ELSE MY DAD WOULD BE DROPPED BY HIS DAD!!! He grabbed my chin and averted my attention back to him.

"You need it. You need to go out and have fun sometimes, Kat." He said sternly, his bad boy attitude was back and in full swing. That bored look on his face showed it. I nodded slightly and he nodded back. He pulled away from me and led the way toward the house. All of a sudden, I felt his hand glide up my back and not long after my hair fell down my shoulders. I looked up to him and he smirked, looking directly in front of us but I knew the smirk was directed for me. As soon as we walked into the house, the music seemed to have gotten ten times louder. People were dry humping and others were making out. I saw that the dance-floor was crowded and people had plastic red cups that occasionally spilled clear liquid.