Shards Of Glass

Party

I don't really have a reason to be here, honestly I don't even know where I am.
My head is in pain and it's pounding as if I had a heart in the literal brain, it's paining me to say this but I am willing to hit anyone in my way because I'm about to throw up everywhere, this is literal hell and I can't see anything if I don't squint and stare at something for longer than five minutes.
Colours are flashing and there's music bursting my eardrums.
I also think I'm going deaf.

Someone is grabbing my right shoulder and I think I'm just now gonna risk it all and throw up but I'm also in the situation where I don't know who this person is and what they're doing (+and what they're doing here specifically and why they're TOUCHING ME?!??!?).
I can feel the vibrations of the music through his hand, I think I'm going insane.

"You seem like you needed a napkin?" a soft voice says behind me slowly squeezing my shoulder.
His voice is barely there because of the music but I still hear it though I can't see him even of I flip my head to see him, the flashing lights are hurting my eyes.
"Fus anden qugii?" I ask with a serious face squinting my eyes really hard.
Whoever is to the right of me is probably extremley confused but I cannot form a word right now so I turn my body towards him to even be able to communicate and for me to be able to see him clearly but when I eventually do I almosy freeze. Eventhough the flashing lights are everywhere om the ceilings and walls (+floor) I still see his face as if he's the only one in the whole room.

I am in shock.

This person infront of me, HOLDING MY SHOULDER STILL, (he has now changed what shoulder he is holding because I turned for you people who can't visibly see this) is beautiful.
His hair is clearly well taken care of, it's a silky milk chocolate brown hair but he also has very fair skin.
His thick haired eyebrows compliment his eyes perfectly since they're so bold and blue (with a hint of brown and a honey colour) and there's freckles trickling down from his forehead down to his legs, it's most prominant on his shoulders eventhough it's very fair (almost as fair as his skintone).
His lips are a bit on the bigger side and from what I can see... they're pinkish/nude.
"Holfy sheet...yu loauk..." I form whilst I am holding the napkin he gave me.
"Do you need help? You look like you've taken too many shots... also how old are you?" He asks.
"Ayghghhhh...." I say whilst I'm slowly pulling out my ID, I don't even look alike the picture at this point with everything going on with my face.

He is leading me to a room with some people in it and he is talking to around 5 people and they nod while staring at me in confusion, I still think I'm in quite good shape so I don't know what they're in confusion for... right...I just now remember I got sharpie all over me.
(My friends and I were drawing on eachother some hour ago, it was because of a dare when we played truth or dare but I think it was kind of worth it because I got a kiss.)
Even now whilst I'm somewhere where the walls Are so thick I could break my skull by hitting it I think I still hear the music but it's quieter, also I'm almost asleep but I still haven't seen all my friends so I'm trying my hardest not to get too comfortable with what I sit and lay on since I could fall asleep in 2 minutes.

After around 30 minutes he is grabs onto my waist to lead me onto the bed and he gets down to my level by squating down, he asks me where I'm supposed to stay and if I have anyone in particular that's supposed to help me get home.
I also think he's saying something about numbers but I'm not gonna give him my number because I'm not that into him, I think...I should think that through a bit.
(I'm straight I think so I like girls or women wait what wait what was wait what am I supposed to be talking about...?)
"Okay, listen...what's your name?" He is asks me.
Me still being drunk doesn't help me right now but I've gotten better since 20 minutes ago.
"Elijah, Youu?" I answer him.
He seems calmer but he is still reaching over to touch my waist and I suddenly have the sudden urge to hit him.
I don't do it because I'm nice but I notice him staring at me strangely.
I think he's into me because I'm not gonna lie, because nobody has been asking me this much stuff since 6th grade when I stole my friends strawberry rubber, I still have it but I may have flushed it down the toilet.
But I do think he may be a policeman that's undercover, but if it were so I don't think a police would stay here for this long trying to help me specifically.

It has now been 30 minutes and I think I'm being kidnapped, it may be a nice one though.
I have my friends with me besides this random dude who is carrying me, so I'm not worrying.
"Iam nut gey...?" I say to him whilst he's smirking at my girl friend who is laughing her butt off.
I think she likes him, I wouldn't doubt it.

I think that he's very handsome though, he might literally be able to lift five houses at this point, his body is lean but with a more standard average build, his prominant muscles are showing through his tanktop.
He's placing me down in the front seat whilst he's talking to my friends.
He sits down on the other side by the steering wheel and then slowly starting the car, we're moving fordward and I feel myself shut down.
I can hear voices in the background but I'm...
I'm suddenly... asleep.