Love & War : Johnny Lawrence Fanfic

Reminder

Before you read this chapter be warned that there is strong alcohol use ahead.

3rd Person POV:

Y/n is now drinking her seventh large glass of alcohol. It started off with vodka but then she moved on to scotch.

She was feeling loose.

Her worries of Johnny were far past her.

All she cared about at this moment was enjoying the party.

Susan turned up the volume of the radio. She moved to Y/n and pulled her to the family room where they began dancing with the rest of the sweaty teenagers.

Y/n closed her eyes as she let her body sync to the music. She tuned out the voices of the other teens and focused to the beat of the song.

She couldn't recognize the music but she carelessly danced.
After some time she pulled off her sweatshirt, leaving her in her tank top.

Suddenly an arm wrapped around her waist. The source of it was behind her.
She flinched and turned around. Her eyes could barely open wide enough. Her vision was all blurry.

"Hey Y/n." A voice says

"Johnny?" She mumbles noticing the boys blonde locks and piercing blue eyes.

He chuckles and holds her lower waist, pulling her closer to him.
She hums in response.

She's missed Johnny. Shes felt guilty since he raised his voice at her. Ever since, all she's wanted to do was be around him.
And it was finally happening.

"I missed you." She whispers into the neck of the boy.

He smiles.

"Let's dance." He says pulling back from their warm hug.

Her eyes travel from his eyes to his shirt.

"Led Zep-Zeppelin." She reads, pointing to his shirt.

"Yeah." He chuckles looking at his shirt.

"I love them." She smiles.

"Me too." He smiles

They begin to dance with one another.
One song after the other.

Eventually Y/n drags the blondie out of the crowd and to the hallway where nobody else was.

She instantly crashes her lips onto his.
The smell of alcohol reeking out of her with every breath.

Y/n moaned in pleasure as their kiss escalated.

Soft wet kisses were left on her neck and to her collarbone.

"I want to go all the way." She whispers.

"I do too." He whispers with a smile and kisses her cold lips again.

He could feel her pulling him closer to her.

All she wanted was him.
And all he wanted was her.

Little did Y/n know that the boy she desperately wanted wasn't here.

Not at all. The blue eyed blonde kissing her right now was in fact not Johnny, but her classmate.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" A voice screeched causing Y/n and her classmate to jump away from each other.

"What?" Y/n whines looking at Dutch.

"What are you doing!!?" He asks shocked.

"Leave me alone. I'm with Johnny." She mutters as she walks back to the boy.