Beside You

Chapter 17

*Luke's point of view*

My buddy, Josh, sits next to me on the couch. He's had four beers and is sweating profusely. He's always a mess at these parties.

"Hey, man, I was saving that seat for someone." I complain. 

He laughs. "Who, a chick?" 

I roll my eyes. "Not just 'a chick', but, yes." 

He shrugs his thick shoulders. "Oh well. She's not here yet." He takes a swig of his beer.

"Alright, but once she gets here, you better move your ass." We both laugh. In the corner of my eye I see platinum blonde hair making its way toward me. Fuck. Kat. I try and scoot closer to Josh so there won't be room for her to sit. She's in a cat costume, and by costume, I mean shorts and a black bra, with drawn-on whiskers.

"Hey, Luke." She says.

"Hey." I respond nonchalantly, barely acknowledging her. 

"Can I sit by you?" She asks, leaning over and brushing a hand through my hair.

"I'm actually waiting for someone." She better leave. I can't fucking stand her. Instead of walking away, she moves her hand from my hair to my neck and seductively folds herself onto my lap. I roll my eyes. 

"Kat, please don't. You know I-" I am interrupted by her placing her finger to my lips. I sigh and pull her hand away from me. This always happens. She throws herself on me and I have to politely decline time after time until  she leaves. As this awkward encounter continues to ensue, Josh starts cracking up at my discomfort with the situation. His intoxication probably isn't helping much, and he doubles over, grabbing his stomach, and points at us. His laughter is ridiculous, and as soon as I begin to chuckle at how hilarious he is, I turn my head to see Paisley, staring at me, jaw-dropped. I close my mouth and immediately turn to Kat. 

"Get the fuck off of me." I say in a rush. She frowns as I stand up beneath her. Fuck. I see Paisley run into the kitchen and grab something. There's tears in her eyes. 

When I approach her I fully take in her appearance. Oh my gosh. She is so hot. Not just the slutty, Halloween-girl hot. This girl is stunning. I can't help it when a quiet "fuck" escapes my lips. My eyes continue to explore her body in this police costume.

"What the fuck do you want?" She asks me. I try to explain the situation and she just storms away. No. I can't let her walk away. I run up behind her and beg her to come outside with me. I have to talk to her alone.