GRACES POV
I pushed the door open to the stranger's house. Quite frankly the hall was as crowded as I had imagined, sweaty bodies everywhere, dancing and doing other stuff in the corners. A typical high school party. I made my way to the kitchen I definitely needed something to drown my sorrows in and probably forget my name for tonight.
The kitchen was filled with many types of alcoholic shit, some I dint even recognize. I picked up a red cup filling it till the top with vodka. I took a big gulp and then reached for a can of sprite, adding it to my vodka. As i did this I felt two hands creep up my waist pulling me into a hug. I tried pushing the hands away but the grip on my waist just tightened.
"Hey sexy where do you think you're going. You think I will let you escape without giving me a hug?" the person said, and as soon as the words left his mouth I recognized his voice. He was non other than my best friend and person that I had known almost all my life, Drake. Well you could say we were best friends because I did trust him more than others and he definitely knew more about me than others. But we were nothing more than friend I repeat nothing more.
I turned, looking at him in disgust before slapping him on his face giving him an innocent smile. He sure as hell looked hot in his snug fit jeans and black t-shirt that defined his muscles very well "No hug for you Drakey. You don't deserve one, and don't you dare call me sexy cuz your girlfriend will get jealous and we all know that's not good right?"
He mocked a hurt expression placing a hand on his chest, before placing his hands on my shoulders pulling me into a hug anyways. Gosh this boy sure was strong and his bear hugs sure were bone crushing. "Ex-girlfriend you mean. And if she even lays a hand on you I don't think she will live to see another day. And please stop calling me drakey we aint kids anymore." He grumbled.
And there it was the over-protective side of him. I swear this boy was a lot to handle especially when he was angry. Sometimes it felt like he was my dad always telling me what to do, ordering me around. "Nope I will call you that until I die" I said dramatically "and wow, you broke up with Andrea so fast, what you guys lasted for like 2 days?"
"Umm no I think 3 but whatever she was a pain anyways, plus now I have all the time in the world for you"
'Hahhaha your soooooo funny drakey. Come on lets dance to this song." I said as I heard Timber by Ke$ha blare from the speakers. I dragged Drake to the dance floor.
"I love that leather jacket on you by the way, kinda looks like the one I lost, or wait was it stolen." Drake said as we walked to the dance floor.
Instead of saying anything I pecked him on his cheek, looking down to what I was wearing. Sure as hell I was wearing his leather jacket. I had paired it with a white tank top which had tiny sparkles all over, and black skinny jeans. I and worn my favourite pair of black ankle length boots. My blonde hair was tied back in a high pony tail.
"Hmm I think it's gonna take more than a peck on the cheek baby, after all it is my favourite jacket." Drake responded.
"Well if I were you I would take what I get and be grateful" I replied as he glared at me.
As I opened my mouth to talk, somebody came from behind catching Drakes attention. I dint recognise the person but she sure as hell was pretty. She wrapped an arm on Drakes waist before whispering something. As he heard what she said his eyes widened. He gave me an apologetic glance and I nodded knowing what was on his mind, and with that he left with that girl leaving me all alone on the crowded dance floor.
As I was thinking of going back to kitchen to get another drink someone called out to me so naturally I turned only to be greeted by the one person who I never thought I would ever see again. It was no one but my ex-boyfriend, Ryan. He was the only boy except Drake who was actually able to keep me happy and dating him was actually kinda fairy tale like, but then he left and moved to Netherlands without even telling me, just leaving me a letter. Like who the hell does that, and from that day I decided never to date again cause it only ends in heartbreak.
He was the one to cut the silence. "Grace" he slurred. Oh god he was drunk. I was seeing him after like a year and I never thought he would actually be drunk, cause the Ryan I knew never drank. Wow Netherlands really did change him. He even looked better now his brown was longer now and my god did he look hot. He had definitely been working out. "Grace baby where are you going , come dance with me or do you wanna go up to one of the rooms."
I was too shocked to speak I just nodded, don't even ask me why I was caught in the moment. Even he seemed to be shocked by my response and he immediately leaned in and put his lips on mine. I felt myself giving in kissing him back, before pulling back for air. Wow it sure felt good to kiss him again. He just smirked before leaning in again for more but this time I stopped and instead said, "I need a drink." Before running towards the kitchen.
I poured some vodka in a red cup gulping it down quickly before refilling my cup and gulping t down again. My throat burned. As I was pouring me third cup, somebody's arm reached out taking the cup from my hands. It was Ryan. God I want to dig a hole and die in it.
"Baby why are you running from me. Come on I know you missed me and I did to, the past year has been hell without you and I'm back now for you. And I'm not going anywhere." He said, but I pushed him to the side before exiting the kitchen. I couldn't handle this situation right now all I needed was to escape.
As I was running I crashed into someones chest. "Woah woah slow down there." The voice said. "Who's that your boyfriend?" he questioned and I knew he was referring to Ryan who followed me from the kitchen. "Want my help to get rid of him?" as I heard what he said all I did was nod not thinking straight. And just like that the stranger turned me so that I was facing Ryan and he crashed his lips into mine and kissed me and naturally I kissed him back. I saw Ryan hurt expression before he just turned and disappeared in the crowd. I pulled back from the stranger, and I was just about to thank him when he crashed his lips back into me kissing me more fiercely this time. And If I said I dint enjoy it, it would be the understatement of the century. This guy definitely was an amazing kisser.
As he kissed me I felt his hands go down to my ass pinching them slightly but did nothing to stop him. The next think I know I wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed him back with the same passion and force. As we kissed I could feel him climbing up stairs and going into a vacant room. He removed my jacket before removing his and throwing me on the bed. And after that I dint remember anything except for the fact that I felt I was in heaven.
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