I reach down and wipe myself clean. He rolls off of me. "Thankyou so much baby, you're the best" he kisses my cheek.
"F-for having sex with you?" I ask confused. "For decorating the bedroom and everything" he chuckles. "Oh, you're welcome" I giggle.
"And for having sex with me" he smiles, kissing me. I grin. "You're very welcome" I say.
I sit up. "Crap babe, the party starts in 20 minutes.. we gotta get ready" I get up. He lays back down. I go to the bathroom and brush my hair, wash my face and quickly put on some makeup.
I run into the bedroom. "Ooooh, run again.. naked boobies" he sits up. "Shut up and get ready" I giggle.
I put on my push up bra, my dress and my thong. "Up, right now" I say. He groans, getting up. He throws on some clothes and sits back down. "Good boy" I grin. He glares at me.
I put on my heels. We hear music downstairs. "Hurry up derek! My house is gonna be a wreck if I don't supervise" I whine. He gets up and holds my hand. We go downstairs.
There's already crowds of people in my house. "Derek!" A group of guys walk over. They kind of drag him away with them.
My heart starts racing. I'm in a crowded room by myself. I hate this. I have social anxiety. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
I go back upstairs quickly. I take a deep breath, sitting on my bed. I scroll through my phone, trying to distract myself.
It starts ringing. I answer it. "Hi baby, where are you? I'm sorry, I kinda lost you" he asks. "I'm upstairs, can you come and get me?" I ask. "Yeah, two seconds" he hangs up.
He walks into the room. "You okay?" He hugs me. I nod. "I don't like it when you leave me alone" I say. "I'm sorry" he says. "Its okay" I say.
"You ready to go back down?" He asks. I nod. We go downstairs. I literally feel so much more confident when he's stood next to me.
"You wanna dance or find somewhere quieter to sit?" He leans down to my ear. "Quiet" I say. "Okay" he leads me to the corner of the room. We sit on the couch together.
We're sat for a bit talking. "Oh, babe you can go and have fun if you want.. I'm fine with mark" I say as Mark walks over. "You sure?" He asks. I nod. "Okay" he kisses me. He goes. Mark sits next to me.
I move back as a guy and girl start making out right infront of me. He keeps backing her up until they nearly fall on me. "Hey, watch it!" Mark puts his hand on her back, pushing them away.
"Thanks" I giggle. He smiles. I grin as I see derek dancing in the crowds of people.
He looks at me. I smile. He walk over. He grabs my hands, pulling me up. I giggle, wrapping my arms around his neck.
He spins us around and sits on the couch, pulling me ontop of him. I'm straddling him.
He moves closer. Our noses brush together. I kiss him. I pull away slightly. I see Mark stand up.
I look at him. "Mark, where you going?" I ask. He looks at me and derek. He walks away. I furrow my brows.
"He's been a bit weird with me lately.. do you know why?" He asks. "No" I shrug.
"I'm going to talk to him" I say. I get up. I lean down to kiss him before going to find Mark.
"Mark" I find him outside the toilet. He looks at me. "Are you mad at derek?" I ask. "No" he says.
"Me?" I ask. He shakes his head. "Well why are you being weird?" I ask. "I don't want to watch you kissing him" he says. "Why not?" I chuckle.
He looks into my eyes. My smile fades. "Mark" I say. He steps towards me. I back up against the wall. He puts his hands on my hips.
"Mark, I'm sorry I don't like you like that" I say quietly. He pulls away. I look where he's looking. Tiffany walks away, putting her phone in her pocket.
"Shit" I run downstairs and sit next to derek. "Everything okay?" He smiles. I nod. She's gone? I need to talk to her before she talks to derek.
