More Than Friends

chapter 3.

I somehow managed to get Caitlin away from the pong table and back to the living room where everyone was dancing. By this time I had enough drinks in my system to be considered more than tipsy. I mean I wasn't a lightweight, unless you asked Cait.

The living room was filled with moving bodies, everyone at their own rhythm. Speakers playing loud music and muffled voices coming from all over. The room had a purple haze to it, from what I'm assuming to be LED lights.

I started to dance along with the music, Caitlin just standing there. I heard Dress by Taylor Swift start to play over the speaker. I grabbed Caitlin's hands and started dancing while singing along to the lyrics. Still holding onto Caitlin's hands, I turn my back towards her, allowing my body to find its rhythm.

I turned back to face her, dropping her hands and placing mine against her chest. I look into her drunken eyes as I'm singing along with the lyrics. My hands start to travel up and down my body as my hips move along with the music.

"Cause I don't want you like a best friend." I sing, keeping eye contact with Caitlin. A small smile parts her lips as she watches me. One of my hands roams around, feeling up and down my torso as I'm singing along. "Only bought this dress so you could take it off," my hand wandering down to the bottom of my skirt, barely pulling it up as my hand runs back up towards my chest, "take it off ah, ah, ahhh. Ahh, ah ahhhh." I sing as my hand slips closer to my neck, my fingers lightly wrapping around as my head falls back. My hair falling down my back as I fake moan the lyrics. (starts at 1:59 in the song)

I look back at Caitlin, my bottom lip between my teeth as I see a wave of red consume her. I wrap my arms around her neck as I continue to drunkenly sing the lyrics. Her eyes haven't left mine as I continue on drunk dancing.

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"Kaybae c'mon I'm ready to go." I hear Caitlin call from across the room.

"Hang on, bathroom." I say as I walk over to her, intertwining our hands as I pull her into the bathroom with me. "Kiss me." I say as I stumble over my own feet.

"Why?" she questions, her brows furrowing as she looks into my eyes.

"It's been months since anyone's kissed me, and I'm drunk so." I say shrugging my shoulders as I placed my arms around her neck, my bottom lip between my teeth.

"Fine, only because I love you pretty girl." she said rolling her eyes. I feel my cheeks burn, a smile painting my face as she placed her hands on my hips, pulling me closer to her. She let off a soft laugh.

"Oh come on Linnie, kiss me already." I say with a pout. She leaned in, taking my lips onto hers. Her tongue lightly grazing my top lip, taking her time. Man I wish I was sober. Her lips are soft and her movements gentle, as she planted a kiss to my lips.

"There." she said with a smile, her hands still in a tight grip on my hips. Forcing a pout and giving her my biggest puppy dog eyes, I crossed my arms over my chest. "What pretty girl?" Caitlin says with a soft grin. A wave of heat running through my body, my cheeks red like fire.

"That's so not cool."

"Just c'mon." she says grabbing my hand, pulling me through the party. We made it outside, to her car. She started to open the doors to the backseat.

"Lin what are you doing?" I questioned.

"Just get in Kaley." she said with a stern voice. I like when she's bossy. I slide into the seat as she shuts the door, getting in on the other side.

"Why are we back here?" I started to question as she lifted a hand, moving a piece of hair out of my face.

"Oh come on Kaley, just kiss me already." she said in a mocking tone. I tilt my head, giving her my "fuck you" face. She laughs in return, before pulling me closer. She placed another soft kiss to my lips, pulling away, stopping to look in my eyes.