2. Just A Dream- Nelly
It wasn't even 20 seconds before I was tapped on the shoulder repeatedly. I lifted my head tiredly when I saw a familir sight. It was Harry.
He was looking at me strangely as I watched him. He finally looked away. AWKWARD!!
Chasey was smiling at Harry and he was blushing at the ground. I felt kind of....angry. I sat up and looked at Chasey.
She looked back.
"Give me a beer." I said straight forward.
She looked worried.
"I don't think that's a good idea, Cartor. You have already had 2 and you are pretty sma-" i cut her off.
"I don't care if I'm DYINGGGG, give me MY BEER." I said angry she wouldn't listen.
She went to the back leaving me and Harry sitting on the benches together. He looked at me.
"You do look pretty smashed." He said, worry hinted in his voice.
"I don't need YOUR opinion. I feel fine." I said matter-of-factly.
I ran my fingers through my hair as Chasey came back. I grabbed the beer and stated walking but tripped and fell into Harry.
"I'm s-sorry." I stuttered downing the beer. He helped me to my feet as I walked away. I turned around and he was flirting with Chasey. My jealousy was rising but maybe it's because I'm drunk and I think any guy in this room looks hot. Actually anybody in the whole house looks undesirable.
I walked to the people who were smoking. They looked gothic.
"Will you stop smoking amd take it outside please?!" I asked angered. I hate the smell of smoke.
Throwing my beer bottle at the end of the stairs I climbed up them to the bathroom.
I used it and washed my hands before going back down. I went to the dance floor and found Jared still DJ'ing. I told him to play "Get It Shawty" by Lloyd.
It started and everybody started singing. I walked to the middle of the dance floor and started random dancing. I hadn't seem Mark but I did spot Harry. He was just chilling by the DJ. I stared at him. He had a drink in his hand. Must be water or something. I slowly danced over by him and saw a bottle.
Wow loserboy actually had the nerve to drink tonight. How cute. *sarcasm*. It looked like he was bit drunk and the bottle was definetly empty. I seductively walked up to him and took the bottle he had from his hands. Smiling, I licked the outside of the bottle and then drank the rest of what was inside. A couple drops of actual beer. But it wasn't beer. It was Vodka.
He stared at me, trying to figure out what I was doing. I gave the bottle back to him but grabbed his right hand, putting it on my hip. I drug him by holding his hand there while walking to the dance floor. He dropped the bottle and it crashed into pieces. Nobody noticed or even cared.
When I made it to the place I wanted I turned my back to him and started popping and just letting lose. He looked a little nervous or something. Someone bumped into him causing him to move into me. His hand grazed my bum and I knew he probably was sorry.
I turned around and grabbed his hands, placing them on my waist as I danced in front of him. I turned around and the beer over took me. I ground my backside into his front. He lightly touched my hips. I bent over and slowly pushed onto him again. He grabbed my hips this time. He pulled me closer.
Rihanna's "Rude Boy" started playing and I started shaking it everywhere. He pulled me into him as I started grinding on him. He enjoyed it. I felt it through his pants. My first thought was 'ew' because I just turned on a loser. I was now into dancing with him and I bent over and whipped my hair. When i came up, his lips found my neck and I closed my eyes. One of his hands was on my stomach and the other on my hip swaying with the beat. He started kissing my neck and sucking it. I kept dancing but I was stunned at the same time.
I saw a bright light. It was coming from the distance. I turned around and looked at a smirking Harry. My face fell into a frown. What was going on? The light got brighter and brighter and bigger. I couldn't see Harry's face anymore.
"Harry?" I asked looking for him.
Then I heard a voice behind me.
"What happened?" The husky voice asked.
"I don't know. I gave her water and she just..she passed out!!" The girly voice shreiked worry-filled.
I started to walk around the corner of the dance floor and peeked. It was Mark sitting and talking to Chasey. The floor board under my feet squeaked. Mark's head shot up and looked at me as he grew a sinister smile. Chasey smiled at me too.
I made a run for it. The stairs were in front of me so I turned left at hyper speed with a long-legged Mark following behind closely. I ran through the living room that had an open window.
"Well we need to do something!" Thehusky voice replied.
I stopped in my tracks. Where is that voice coming from?! Mark lunged at me and I ducked. He flew forward an fell on his face. I chuckled a little and turned around, my hair hitting me in the face while I ran back to the stairs.i pondered. What to do, what to do?!
"I don't want to take her to the hospital though! We will both get in trouble." The girly voice screamed.
I made my choice. The kitchen led to the garage and I could run from there. The sad thing was, there was Mark standing in my way. I stood my ground putting my hands on my hips. He slowly walked up to me.
He stood 10 feet in front of me when I heard the voice again.
"Then you leave and I'll help her." The husky voice said.
Then Mark attacked me. He lifted me up and carried me.
"Stop! Stop it!" I screamed slapping his chest.
He just looked at me stupidly. He kept walking. I started to feel cold and everything went black.
That's when I woke up in someone's arms.
*APRIL FOOLS!!*
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Yeah! The entire chapter, except for the last sentence, was a dream!! But who were the voices and who was carrying her?! Guess in the comments!! Whoever gets it right gets a shoutout in Possessive AND this story:)
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