I've Got my Head in the Clouds (Jc Caylen)

Chapter 4

I've never really been to any parties. I'm more laid back and reserved. Not to mention no one every invites me. What should I wear? I don't know how to look for this sort of thing.

I decided to text Kian, I already miss him and not to mention he has a pretty good style.

(Text Convo):

Me: Hey Kiki! I got invited to a party tonight by some guy name Ricardo... I have no idea what to wear. Any ideas?

Kian: Haha you're already popular! Just wear some shorts and your cute orange lace collared tank top. It's probably casual so just wear some vans or something.

Me: Thankssss bro. Gotta ready Ricardo will be here soon!

Kian: Wait, Ricardo Ordieres from my collab channel on YouTube?

Me: That's where I know him from!

Kian: I gotta tell him to keep an eye on you. Have fun!

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I had just finished showering, putting mousse in my hair, and throwing on my clothes when there was a knock on the door. I shouted "Be there in a minute!" as I grabbed my keys and jacket.

I opened the door and Ricardo and I exchanged a quick hello. We got in the car and headed to the party in silence.

We pulled up in front of a cute little house. You could hear the pounding of music inside and people whooping and carrying on. Walking hand in hand Ricardo and I went up the stairs of the front porch and through the door. Holding hands was more of a friendly gesture, I didn't feel anything special, but I think Ricardo liked me. Whatever. We'll sort that out later.

Someone handed Ricardo a drink and he introduced me. Then we walked through the crowd to the kitchen. Ricardo left to get me a cup and a girl walked up to me. Her name is Liv and she lives around here. She's funny and witty. I think she might be a good friend. We exchanged numbers just as Ricardo returned.

Ricardo took me out to the living room where the stereos were to dance. I usually don't drink after what happened with the car accident, so after two drinks I was a little tipsy. I was grinding on Ricardo to a Hoodie Allen song. He grabbed my waist and turned me around. I looked into his eyes for a minute, and his lips crashed into mine.

Things were heating up and he was kissing down my neck, playing with the fringy hem of my shorts. Ricardo found a chair and sat down in it with me on his lap. My legs were wrapped around his waist and my fingers were playing with his hair. He licked my lip trying to slip his tongue into my mouth.

I came back to reality and jerked my head away. "Ricardo. I'm sorry to lead you on like that, but I'm not sure I'm into you that way." I said. He looked a little hurt. I wasn't try to hurt him, but I didn't want to string him along. "Look, I'm gonna walk home. It's getting kind of late. I'll text you later, alright?" I asked. He replied, "I'll drive you home, I have to go to work tomorrow morning." I didn't want things to be awkward so I told him to stay and have fun. He asked if I was sure and I just nodded and waved goodbye.

Shuffling out the door and stumbling on the way out, I got my phone out to check the time. It was 1:24 in the morning. My grandparents were probably worried. I told them I wouldn't be home too late. I continued walking down the street and wondered why I had even decided to walk home. I really didn't know how to get there. Oh well, I've got my phone. I looked down at my feet and wrapped up in my jacket.

I felt something strike my head and hands cover my eyes as I fell to the ground. Fear over took my body and I was shaking like an earthquake. Just then the person took their hands off my eyes and lifted me up bridal style.

It was a dark man with bright blue eyes. He shoved me into his car and tied something around my mouth.

After a couple minutes of sitting in disbelief he stopped the car and carried me out. There was nothing I could really do because I was frozen in shock. We walked up a few flights of stairs and stopped in front of a door. He unlocked it and carried me to a bedroom. This can't be happening. Why me? I'm nothing special. Whatsoever.