heartless | kevin alvarez

𝐭𝐞𝐧: 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨

SMUT WARNING! (if ur not into that 😅)

the house had collectively woken up around the evening time, surprised they'd slept so long, since they were bored, neymar came up with a great plan.

"lets go to a club, or a party, whichever, i need to dance!" he said, shaking his hips side to side.

"¡ay! neymar.. cut it out, those hips lie!" solana gasped, laughing with alessandra.

"so mean.." he pretended to cry, "but are y'all in?" he asked, smirking.

"is that even a question? give us 30." alessandra said, grabbing her best friend's hand and running up the stairs, the two changing as quick as models backstage at an event.

after a while, they made it downstairs, both all dressed up. neymar was already in the kitchen, pre-gaming, once he saw the two in his peripheral, he rushed over.

"hurry, hurry, hurry! i don't wanna wait anymore!" he said quickly, rushing out to the car.
solana snatched his keys, "maybe we should get an uber, we're all gonna come home fucked up."

"... okay fine." he said, pulling out his phone and typing quickly. a couple minutes later the uber arrived and the four squeezed into the car, neymar saying the address multiple times to the poor driver.

after that hectic drive, solana made sure to force neymar to give a good rating to that trooper as they made their way to the house. they went in, taking shots for their entrance fee.

neymar quickly disappeared into the crowd, mr popular. the two girls disappeared as well, dancing in the crowd.

kev decided to have fun by himself, getting a drink and dancing in the corner of the crowd, moving to the music.

it had been about an hour, and kevin had been flirting with every girl in the party, brunettes, morenitas, gueritas, blondies, tall, short, any woman that talked.

he had gotten bored so he grabbed another drink (who knows how many he'd had) and sat on the couch next to a girl.

KEVINS POV

"whats good?" i said to the blondie next to me, she responded with a giggle before saying, "not much, how about you?"

i took a big chug from my drink, tossing my arm around her shoulder. "just sitting here with a fine hyna." i replied.

she took that as an opportunity to talk, on and on, able to for hours and i just responded with "mhm's" and "oh's" trying to seem as interested as possible.

i was zoning out looking at her before my attention seemed to be grabbed towards the middle of the room.

solana was in the mix, dancing around by herself, which made me search for alessandra. there she was, with some random brazillian guy.

my jaw tensed up and i tried not to care until his hands landed on her hips and she spun in his arms, as if she'd been dating him.

the blonde girl was still talking, so mid-sentence, i got up and headed towards the heart of the party.

i placed my hand on the guy and pryed him off alessandra. "yo, move." i said.

"and you are?" he replied in broken spanish. i shoved him backwards. "su novio. muevelo."

he gave me a look, up and down, ready to whoop my ass.

i looked to my side quickly to peek at her reaction, which was shown as surprised and confused, maybe?