All grown up

Party

Think about it. I read for the 253587532643rd time. Brodie sent me that text earlier this morning. I can't believe he's doing this.

"Hey, don't worry. He's probably just trying to get under your skin." London says. We are currently in her room, doing our last minute make up for the party. I'm wearing a black cocktail dress and the girls are wearing similar ones.
"I know. I don't even care anymore." I say smiling. I'm so happy. I haven't been to a party in ages.

***

We arrived at 8 p.m. and it's so turned. The girls and I are sitting on the couch with Cole and some other guys I don't know, but they are nice so far. I look around and see Brodie and Debra dancing. Actually, she's grinding on him but that's dancing these days. His eyes lock with mine and he sips on his drink. I glare at him as he whispers something to Debra and she looks up and glares at me.

"Here we go." I say to the girls as I see the couple coming in our direction. They sit down on the stool across from us and start to make out. I look at Cole in confusion and he shrugs and stands up.
"I'll go bring us more alc." He says and leaves.
"I feel like puking." Maria says and I laugh.

Debra crawls on Brodie's lap and starts grinding. I gag and stand up.
"Can we go to another room. I don't want to see the next step." I say and they start laughing. We step towards the kitchen and I mix us a little vodka with juice.

***

I can feel myself getting drunk but I continue dancing with the girls. I excuse myself to go to the bathroom and I bump into someone. I feel hands wrap around my waist.
"Wow. Sky, you need to take a break." The devil says and I roll my eyes.
"That's why I'm here, dipshit. But I just have to find another place." I say and take a step back from him.

"Can we talk?" He asks.
"About?" I ask.
"This. Whatever this is." He says pointing between us two.
"This is nothing. This is acquaintances. Not even friends, so what is there to talk about?" I hiss.
"We are friends since we are born. You are just a bit drunk. We can talk when you're sober." He says and releases me.
"I'm sober enough, Brodie. Just leave me alone." I say and to my surprise he growls loudly and leaves, slamming the door once he's outside.

***

"Woohhoooo." I yell while dancing. Okay I'm definitely drunk. I never yell woohhooo. Like what the fuck? I need to rest.
"Hey Cole do you have like a room where I can rest?" I giggle and play with my hair.
"Yeah. Upstairs the last room." He says and I kiss him on the cheek. I mutter a quick thank you and make my way upstairs.

I exhale loudly after I close the door and can barely hear the music. I plop down on the bed and decide that it's pretty hard for a bed but go with it. After a while I can feel movement under me and I scream and fall down. "What the fuck?" I cry out.
"Shit Sky, is that you?" I recognise his voice. It's just my lucky day, isn't it?
"Brodie." I laugh.
"Are you okay?" He asks, hovering over me and attempts to lift me up.
"Let me sleep here. I'm fine." I dismiss him. But he manages to lift me up bridal style and puts me in bed.

"Do you need something?" He asks after he pulled the blanket around my body.
"Yes." I say.
"What is it?" He asks, putting a strain of my hair behind my ear.
"You to leave." I giggle.
"Damn it, princess. I'm sorry. I told you not to come." He discusses.
"Yeah but Cole is amazing. It's you who is bad news, actually. You are just disgusting. I despise you. I hate..."
His lips meet mine and I forget the world for a second. Our lips move in synch but soon realisation hits me and I pull back.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" I yell at him.
"Kissing you."
"You have a girlfriend, asshole." I shout.
"She's not my girlfriend. I do what I want with whom I want." He says and I slap him.
"I tried to find rest and you decide to fuck up my mind again. I really do hate you. Please leave me alone." I demand.

"Come on I'll bring you home." He says and takes hold of my hand.
"No. Leave me here. I want to die." This is the time where I am that drunk and I have no idea what I'm talking about.
"I want ice cream." I say.
"You get ice cream when you are coming with me." He smiles.
"I like your smile." I say.
"And I like yours. Come on, now." He says and takes my hand.

***

"Where are we?" I ask as he stops the car in front of a familiar mansion.
"Home. And I have ice cream." He says and I jump out of the car. He laughs and I join him, not even knowing why.
"I like you when you're drunk." He smiles.
"I like your smile." I giggle.
"You said that before. Common this way." He says as he leads me to the kitchen.

***