Jasper Academy (Old Version)

Drunk Mistakes

Warning ⚠️

This chapter contains things that could be triggering to some people, including sexual content.
I will leave any important information said at the start of the next chapter if you do not wish to read this.

Other than that, this is from Fallon's perspective, not Nathan's. It starts when Nathan first arrives at the party.

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As I finally got comfortable with the loud music, I searched through the crowds for Nathan. I find him near the entrance, admiring the beauty of the surroundings. "Nathan! So you decided to come after all, huh?" I yelled as I walked over to him. He was still busy looking around when he chuckled, finally looking down to face me. His face turned shocked as he looked over me, a slight blush filling his face. I tilt my head curiously. "You alright?" Nathan shakes his head. "Y-You, oh, damn, I'm stuttering." He chuckled nervously, pressing a hand to his cheek. I noticed his other hand started to tremble slightly, and quickly became concerned.

"Whoa, okay, come here." I said as I placed my hands gently on his shoulders, guiding him over to the side, out of the crowd. "Is it the crowd?" I asked, concerned. Nathan shook his head again. "N-Not really. Just..." He chuckled, hiding his face with his hand. "Damn, you look good." He mumbled shyly. My eyes grew wide, and I felt my face become overwhelmed with blush. My heart skipped a beat at his words. Did he really just say that? Oh my god, what if... what if.... no, that's crazy. He wouldn't, would he? I smirked slightly. "Why thank you, Nathan." I said with a little sarcasm.

Nathan smiled for a moment, his eyes wandering over my body. I felt myself grow warmer, a burning sensation on my cheeks as he admired me. "Shit, was is happening to me?" He muttered to himself. I turned my face to the side to hide my smirk, enjoying the fact that I had this effect on Nathan. I wonder if he feels the way that I do when I'm around him. It's just... he's so... I don't even know how to describe it. Suddenly, my name was called behind me. "Yo, Fallon! You still on for the next game? It's starting!" One of the guys from the poker table yelled. I frowned, turning to face him. "Yeah! Be right there!" I yelled back to him before turning to Nathan again. "Are you going to be okay?" I asked seriously, a worry in my tone as I placed my hands on his shoulders again, looking into his eyes.

He brought his hands up to his face to hide behind, but I could still see his face turning red. "Um, yeah, I'll be fine." He squeaked. I chuckled, a smile returning to my face. "Awesome! Come find me if you need. I'm gonna go win some money!" I yelled as I turned, walking off into the crowd. I pushed my way over to the poker table, cracking my knuckles for effect. "Alright, let's do this!" I exclaimed enthusiastically. I spent some time... and money at the poker table, and ended up making twenty bucks more. Eventually I wandered around, looking for something else to do. I chuckled as I found the beer pong table, walking over to await a chance to play.

Just before I was able to start a game, I noticed Max and Ray pushing their way over to me, their expressions grim. I paused, turning to them. "Max, Ray. what's up?" I asked. They glanced nervously at each other before turning back to me. "It's Nathan. He's absolutely wasted... and in a fowl mood." Max said slowly, sighing. "I tried dealing with him, but he refuses to listen to me. I thought maybe he'd listen to you?" Max offered hopefully. I sighed, nodding. "Alright, I'm coming. Lead the way." I responded sadly, turning away from the beer pong. Max and Ray led me through the crowd, eventually to the bar. We stood in the clearing, facing Nathan who sat at the counter with an absurd amount of empty glasses in front of him. He turned to us for a moment, scoffing and shaking his head. "I'm not going back." He said angrily, turning to the counter again. I slowly approach him, placing a hand gently on his shoulder. He jumps slightly, turning abruptly. "Then I'll go with you. I'm tired, anyway." I mumble, looking into his golden eyes with worry.