How to feel wanted (MIW FanFic)

Every breath you take, I watch you slip away

Ebonys P.O.V.

I had been informed that there was 20 minutes until we had to go to this party at Dylan's. Thank you Ryan for telling me so early -.- Anyway its been about 10 and all I have done is sat on the bed listening to music and staring at a wall, contemplating if I should go or not. If I don't, Ricky and his friends will be disappointed and think I don't like them. If I go, I won't feel safe and will most likely freaking out.

I betta get ready.

What do people wear to parties? I've never been a fan.. and also never been invited. Patty tried to get me to tag along to the parties she went to but I never went. Umm. Okay. Black jeans and old Metallica shirt?? I could wear my black ankle boots. Does that work for a house party. I think yes. I quickly brushed my hair and put on a little perfume. Make up is too much work, but it looks so good. I did some heavy eyeliner (as a always do) and some dark lip balm. That will do.

I walked out of the room and slipped on my jacket. Trying to run down the stairs because Chris was calling for everyone to hurry up. I was met at the door by everyone checking their phone and Chris trying to get people to move out the door. He is obviously the father figure of this group. We walked to their van that fits 7 people luckily. I hopped in and sat at the very back with Balz. Ricky was in the middle of Ryan and Ange, then Ghost and Chris in the front.

"So what do you think of our place?" Balz asked.

"It's nice." I answered quickly.

"You don't seem to like your room." He questioned.

I shot him a confused glance. "Its fine"

"Ricky said you used to spend all your time in your room, before he left. You hardly go into the spare one." Balz whispered.

"I dunno. Just a new surrounding I guess"

"I think it looks like a mental hospital to be honest." He sighed facing the front again.

"Same." I laughed under my breath.

I noticed a small grin upon his face as he tried not to laugh.

After 15 more minutes we were finally here. Well I'm assuming by the loud music thumping and all the cars parked around it.

After everyone has climbed out the car, I found myself just staring blankly at it. What if people think I'm just a band groupie. Suddenly I was doubting myself more and more, until I was interrupted in the internal debate by Ryan.

"There you are. Come on you'll freeze out here." He said tugging my arm as gentle as possible. I smiled at the thought that Ryan has been thinking about me. I wonder if Devin was thinking about me. No stop yourself. Don't do this.

Devins P.O.V.

I was standing by the drinks talking to some guy about bass. Apparently he plays and he wants to jam with me sometime. I think I will pass on that. Something catches my eye. Two people running inside? Must be two lovers. I wonder if I've met them before. I look closer to see Ryan and Ebony. Holding hands? When did that happen. No don't jump to conclusions he is just being friendly. Friends can stare into each others eyes and fix each others hair right. They can blush and giggle at things that the other is whispering in their ear. Right? Of course they can. Just friends.

Ebony P.O.V.

Ryan left me to go talk to some friend he hasn't seen in years. I was left in the corner with my lemonade. I was alone until some obviously drunk guy comes up to me. What does he want? Better not throw up on me like some guy did to Patty apparently. Oh, Patty. That's right.

"Hey hot girl." He slurred. "I'm Dylan."

Dylan? No way. The host of this party. He looks so different drunk.

"I know I'm Ebony." I whispered.

He leaned into to try and kiss me. I backed away though. He didn't smell of alcohol though. I looked into his cup to see water. What? Why would he fake being drunk.

"You're no fun." He pouted reaching for my face. I stepped further into the corner hoping he would get the message. "Come on girly." He said. "Just one night." He whined.

"I said stop. P-please." I whimpered hoping I was sounding brave.

"Your mine." He smirked. He pushed my against the wall and put his hand on my chest.

"Your dr-runk. Thi-this is rap-pe." I sobbed.

"Im sober." He whispered in my ear pressing his body over mine more.

"He-elp." I cried hoping some one would hear.

"GET SOME, DYLAN!!" I heard someone shout.

Im doomed.

Just as someone said that Devin ran over and threw Dylan off me.

"Don't you dare try and hurt her." He screamed.

"Relax dude. She should be happy I chose her." Dylan smirked.

I saw Devin's eyes shift from horror to anger. He punched Dylan in the face and kicked him in the .. man area.

"Come on we're leaving" I heard Ryan say from behind me as he took my hands off my eyes. I looked up to see Josh, Chris and Devin beating Dylan up while Ricky and Ange were trying to get everyone to stop.

Ryan lifted me up onto his back and we jogged out with everyone else following.

"I never like Dylan that much anyway." Ricky muttered holding my hand as we walked to the car.

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So yeah. I know this update is bad but i figured it would add some drama.

Thnx fr rdng.