Something In The Orange

Listen to: Cruel Summer - Taylor swift

Chapter Thirteen.

"It'll be dark, D won't notice," Zoey encourage, tossing my hair over my shoulder. "The shirt?" I pushed. "Oh well," she shrugged.

Everyone started showing up now and it's starting to get dark. The boys all got the fire going, and it was pretty decent size. Not bad.

I sat on the blanket by the fire, everyone else partying and scattered around the beach. Zoey and Declan were sitting across the fire from me, taking photos, laughing, drinking, and singing a long to the music playing from Aiden's speaker.

Simple. Fun. And I was actually enjoying myself.

I was joined by two girls who sat on each side of me, offering me a beer. "Thanks," I said taking a sip.
"You're the new-" The blonde started, but was interrupted. "Are you wearing Sage's shirt?" The other girl exclaimed.

How tf did she know.

"Um," I stuttered. "Girl, it smells just like him, so don't even lie," they both rolled their eyes. Before I could even say anything the stood up and left.

I'm assuming they were two of the 15.
Jealous bitches. Puranas.

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I was definitely a few more drinks in than I should've been, but there's a first time for everything. I wasn't drunk, but I was a little passed tipsy, so I stopped.
Cruel summer by Taylor swift was playing on the speaker, everyone was dancing, swimming, making out, and just vibing. So I joined them.

I stood around the fire, dancing, enjoying myself when I felt a hand on my hip. I looked back over my shoulder to see Sage. "You've done enough tonight," I shot. Moving away a couple of steps. He laughed, "I'm just getting started, P." I could almost taste the confidence rolling off of him. And it tasted sweet. I craved it.

"Dance with me," he instructed. I laughed, "you can't handle all this." I ran my hands down my body, moving to the beat of the music. He just watched me. "You're probably right, but I'd kill to try." He held out his hand.

I hesitated, looking at him for a second.

Screw it.

I took his hand and he pulled me in front of him. I was so afraid to touch him. What if I touched him wrong?
He grabbed my hands and put them around his neck, "You can hold on however you want." I could feel my face turn red. His arms snaked around my waist.

I looked into those eyes and that was it. Every nerve of my body was hoping he would get closer to me some how and that can NOT happen.  "I need another beer," I mumbled, walking away from him.

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I was sitting on the blanket again, where it feels like I've been all night. Somehow things are a little more foggy looking than before. I feel dizzy.

Shit. I'm definitely drunk.

"You okay?" I looked up to see Sage walking over to me. I smiled, stumbling to stand to my feet. "Walk with me," he instructed and I followed. We walked away from the crowd, along the shoreline. "Oh my god, I forgot," I slurred my words. "What's that?" He asked, looking me up and down. "You need your shirt back."

Before he could even reply I started to take the shirt off, almost succeeding until he stopped me.
"Keep it. It looks better on you anyways."

"Sage, what the hell!" I heard. Before I knew it here come D-Dawg himself. "Declan, calm down dude," Sage backed up as he approached us. "Why's my sister drunk? And why the hell is she in your shirt?" He yelled. I blinked my eyes, trying to focus on them, but they looked blurry. "Let's go, we're going back to the room," Declan grabbed me. I threw my head back, lazily. "No, I don't want to go yet."

I raised my head back and up and even through the blur I could see the smoke leaving his ears.

Uh oh.

"Why the fuck do you have a hickey?"

I laughed, even drunk I can play this off. "It's not," I slurred. "I burnt myself with my flat iron."
Luckily my brother was also a little drunk, so I think he believed me.

"We're leaving. Now."