After|| Byler

Chapter four

Will
Later Me and Max are standing outside of campus waiting for her friend.

I take my phone out of my pocket flicking to the camera running my fingers through my hair, all while trying to bulk out my sweatshirt that's tied around my waist.

"I told you that you should've left the sweatshirt behind" Max says.

"yeah no not happening" I say pulling the sweatshirt tighter.

"Alright...well like I said whatever makes you comfortable" Max says looking down at her phone then back at me. 

As we watch a white car pull over by us with music blasting out of the window.

I looked around the car seeing a particular someone sitting in the front seat.

Ugh just great i groan to myself.

"Max!...and who are you? The young male asked turning the radio down.

"Lucas this is my roommate Will, Will this is Lucas" Max smiles introducing us.

"Well nice to meet you, I'm guessing you've already met Mike"

"unfortunately so..." I muttered as Mike looked at me up and down and I can see he's holding back a chuckle.

Max opens the door to the car as I climb in behind her, and I can practically feel Mike's eyes burning deep into my skin as he glares at me through the mirror.

Which I unfortunately get the seat stuck behind him.

"Why are you dressed like that Willam" He asked still looking at me through the mirror.

Firstly I don't know where he got my full name from. Clearing my throat, "please don't call me Willam...just will" I said shifting in my seat.

Mike looks at me with a smirk.

"But that's your name isn't it?...Willam he says once more" now it's my turn to glare at him, I've always had a dislike for my full name because it reminds me of my father and I hate that.

"Sure thing Willam" he says in a playful tone.

I lean back against my seat rolling my eyes choosing to just ignore him and his snarky remarks.

Looking out of my window ignoring the loud music as we drive.

Lucas finally parks the car on a busy street. That's lined with seemingly identical houses.

All painted with black letters in names of the fraternity, but it's hard to make out the letters thanks to over grown bushes and trees.

In front of us. Strings of lights hanging from the pillars of the house, and the music blasting from every window just tops the cake on the frat party stereotype.

"That's a pretty big house...how many people are here?" I gulp nervously as I take in the picture of the lawn packed with teenagers.

Some drinking smoking and grinding all over one another.

"A full House, let's hurry up" Mike says slamming the car door while stuffing his hands in his pockets being the first one inside.

I watch as many people greet Lucas but ignoring Mike as he walked past the crowd.

To my surprise everyone looks about normal and not decked out in tattoos like Mike...Maybe I might actually make some friends here.

"You coming?" Max asked stepping out of the car but holding the door for me. 

I nod to myself, as I climb out of the car, making sure my sweatshirt didn't become loose.
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Mike has already disappeared into the house...which is great honestly this is practically his natural habitat.

I probably won't follow Max and Lucas into the crowded living room I'm handed a red cup.

Which I turn to decline with a polite "No, thank you," but it's already too late I look down into the cup having no clue what's in it or who gave it to me.

I put the cup on the counter and continue walking through the house with them.

We stopped walking when we reach a group of people crowded on  and around the couch.

And unfortunately Mike is sitting right there on the arm of the couch, I avoid looking at him as Max introduces me to the group.

"Guys this is Will my roommate he got here yesterday so I figured I'd show him a good time " she said sitting on the couch next to a girl with brown hair and a curly hair boy.

One by one they all smile and nod at me.

All of them seem so friendly, all except Mike of course, A very slightly attractive male reaches his hand out and shakes Mine.

His hands cold to the touch, but he gives a warm smile.

He has a tongue ring but closes his mouth too quick for me to look.

"I'm Dustin what's your major?" He asked me.

I noticed his eyes traveled down onto my bright red sweatshirt, he smiles but doesn't say anything.

"I'm an art major" I say proudly Mike cracks a snort but I ignore him.

"That's awesome" he says "I'm more into science "

Science ??...like chemicals  and stuff I think to myself, "Want a drink?" he asked softly.

"Oh um no I don't drink," I tell him as he holds a smile.

"Mhm Leave it to Max to bring a goody to a party" a girl with blonde hair says. I recall her from the showers. 

A goody?...I'm a Goody?! just because I don't wanna later be throwing my guts up into a  bush?

And wreck my future?  and not throw it away by throwing back cups of liquor.??

"I'm going to go get some air," I say and turn to walk away, I need to avoid party drama at all costs.

I don't need any enemies, when I barely have any friends to begin with.

"Do you want me to come with you?" Max called after me. I shake my head and make my way to the door.

I knew I shouldn't have come here, I should be in my dorm, In my pajamas drawing or chatting with Luke, who I miss a lot.

Even sleeping doesn't sound half as bad, It's better than sitting outside this god awful party with a bunch of drunk teenagers.

I decided to text Luke maybe he's calmed down from our disagreement earlier, I miss you. College isn't as fun as I thought it be.

I hit send and sit one the stone wall waiting for him to reply. As a group of drunk girls walked by giggling to each other and tripping on thin air.

Luke responds quickly: why not I miss you more, Will. I wish I was there with you.

And I smile at his words "Shit sorry!" One of the girls Who walked past earlier as the liquid of her drink lands on my clothes not even the sweatshirt could cover it.

First I get called a Goody then get my clothes ruined with whatever God knows what, but what I do know is that it really stinks and I don't want to be covered in it.

Sighing to myself I pick up my phone, making my way back into the house, Looking for a bathroom of some sort. Pushing my way through the crowded hallway and try to open every door on the way, but none of them seem to budge.

I shake my head trying not to think what could possibly be happening in those rooms. I make my way upstairs and continue my search for a bathroom, And at last one door finally opens, Unfortunately it wasn't a bathroom...but a bedroom.

And even more unfortunate in my case, it's one in which Mike is lying across the bed while the blonde girl from the  living room straddles his lap, her mouth covering his.
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A/N: and there you meet Angela, don't worry more Mike and Will scenes coming up next :))) and yes Dustin has a tongue ring cause Steve told him it's cool😂