The boy next door (with Austin Butler)

Chapter 6

The music is blasting and there are people everywhere. I grab Austin's hand for comfort and he squeezes my hand to let me know he is here for me. I look him in the eyes and smile. We walk further into the house and grab drinks. I have a vodka and lemonade whilst Austin grabs a beer.

A boy walks over to us, he is HOT. He has brown hair and he is tall. He has deep brown eyes and perfectly rounded lips. I recognise him as one of the boys stood in the group watching me and austin when i kissed him in school.

"India right?" He grins.
"Yeah, good memory!"
"Well what can i say darlin? I never forget a pretty face like yours" A southern twang came through on the 'darlin'. "I'm Henry."
"Your not from around here are you Henry?"
"Nope, born and bred in Memphis tennessee!"
"Oh my goodness like Elvis!" I exclaimed.
"Elvis?"
"Elvis Presley? The world famous singer?"
"Who?"
"You've gotta be joking! You've never heard of Elvis fucking Presley?"
"I was just messing with you sweetheart! Infact my grandad was part of the memphis mafia. Red west, he was Elvis' bodyguard."
"OH MY GOD NO WAY!!"
"Yes way!"
"I gotta meet him now you do understand that right?"
"He passed two years ago I'm afraid honey."
"Oh my god! I am so sorry."
"Its okay, dont worry about it."
I look over at Austin to see him staring daggers into Henry. I give his hand a quick comforting squeeze.
"Anyways Henry its been absolutely fantastic meeting you and i hope you have a great time."
"You too India! I hope to see you round at some point tonight." He winks at me and walks back into the crowd.

After spending most of the night dancing with Austin and drinking it is safe to say Im thoroughly drunk. I manage to find myself lost in the crowd grinding up against the boys i found attractive. I had somehow lost Austin a while back but i was too drunk to care much. I feel a hand  grab my wrist and spin me around. I am face to face with Henry.
"Hiya darlin'!"
"Hi! Henry is it?"
"Yeah, saw you dancing over here and I wanted to come over."
"Oh right yeah, i got a bit carried away."
"I think you looked great personally and i wondered if you wanted to grab a drink with me?"
"Umm yeah, sure."
He holds me by the waist and I put my arm around his neck to keep sturdy. He guides me to the kitchen and pours us both 3 shots each.
"On the count of three we are both gonna  see who can drink all their shots the quickest."
"Ok!"
"Three ... two ... one ... GO!"
I quickly do all three shots and raise my hands in the air. I look at Henry to see he's on his last shot.
"I'm just too professional to handle!" I flick my hair and laugh.
"Well i guess you are."
He shuffles closer to me and pulls me in by my waist. I look into his deep hazel eyes and place one hand on the back of his head and begin playing with his hair and the other hand on his cheek. He leans in and our lips touch. It feels like electric running through my lips. All of a sudden he slips in his tongue and i follow his actions. I tilt my head to the left and he tilts his to the right. His hands come off my waist and he pushes me towards a counter and lifts me onto it. His hands return back to my waist as he stands in between my legs our lips never disconnecting.

The kiss lasted for about 2 minutes before we decided to take more shots. He poured another three shots and we took them. I turn around to see Austin making out with another girl. I feel super annoyed even though I was just making out with Henry. My stomach is in knots and my blood begins to boil. All of a sudden I get an idea.
"Hey Henry, come dance with me." I whisper in his ear as i hold his hand and start leading him.
"Ok!"
I walk directly into view of Austin and put Henrys hands on my hips as I begin to grind up on him. I turn around and put my arms on his shoulders and sway my hips to the rhythm of the music. I feel bad using Henry to get to Austin but need him to notice me and Henry is my only way of doing that.
"You having a good time?" I say in my best seductive voice possible.
"You make it 10x better trust me baby."
"I'm glad."
I look over to see Austin starting to stare directly at me. My plan is working. I see his fists clench and his jaw tighten. He  walks away and I go get more shots.

It wasn't until an hour or so later i felt a hand grab my wrist and pull me off. I could recognize that dirty blonde hair anywhere.
"Austin, where are we going?" I slurred loudly over the music
"Home India." He said sternly.
"Wow something has got you grumpy. Mr Grumpypants!"
"India, your drunk."
"No, I am not." I grab his arm to stop him walking. "Are you mad at me?"
"Yes India, Im mad at you ok?"
"Wait why?"
"I'm not going to.talk to you about it, your too drunk""
"It is Henry isn't it?"
"I told you I'm not talking to you about it."
He opens the front door and closes it behind me.
"Whats gotten into you? Maybe IM not the drunk one its YOU!!" I say jokingly to try cheer him up.
"India stop."
"Austin come on," I reach for his other wrist. "I don't like you being mad at me."
"Well maybe you should of thought about that after rejecting me in the heads office but then neckin' it with my best mate"
"It's not like that!"
He lets go of my wrist and turns around to face me.
"Then what is it like India? What's it like in that tiny little head of yours?"
"Austin, your being mean."
"I'm being mean? IM being MEAN? Because your little miss nice!" He spits.
People must of heard the argument from inside because the front door opens and a load of drunken teens burst out all staring at us.
I put my hands on his cheeks.
"I don't like it when we fall out Aus."
"India don't make me the bad guy." He holds my wrists and takes them off his face.
"Austin, can we talk about this somewhere else?"
"Ugh, i guess."
He wraps his hand around my waist to stop me from falling and we start walking home.
"Listen Austin, I was drunk, heck I'm still drunk. It doesn't mean anything. Your acting like its all me and like you weren't kissing that other girl."
"Don't turn this on me India. Plus we will talk about this when your sober. Not while your drunk."

I must of blacked out on the walk back because the next thing i know