Caspar's P.O.V
''Sam!!'' I yell as I walk in the front door of his modern house.
''Caspar, mate!'' I hear him shout back from the kitchen, followed by the clinking of glasses.
As I walk into the room, I notice alot of shot glasses and cocktail mixers sprawled across the centre counter.
Sam is bent awkwardly over the sink, washing a large glass bowl.
He turn his head to face me, a smirk on his lips as he wiggles his eyebrows at me.
''What's with the bowl?'' I finally ask.
''Ooohh Capsar, boy. Be prepared for the extreme 'Sam on the beach'. Nobody will know what hit them...'' He chuckles menacingly,
turning back to the sink.
I shake my head, letting out a light chuckle, before throwing my bags onto the armchair in the corner of the room.
''Do me a favour, Casp, and bring all the shot glasses into the living room and line them on the big table.'' He commands me.
I nod, rubbing my hands together, and grab the tray of shot glasses, carefully carrying them into the living room.
''So, you ready for tonight then?'' I ask, making my way back into the kitchen.
''I'm as ready as I'll ever be, man'' He starts ''this is gunna be epic and I'm so happy to have my main party animal right here with me'' He finishes, walking over and patting me on the back a few times.
It's true. I have quite a reputation for going crazy at parties and it's one of the main reasons that I'm invited to so many.
Like on my birthday this year, I was so drunk that I set my hair on fire. Pictures to prove it.
''So how many people did you invite?'' I ask after a few minutes of Sam scrubbing at the glass bowl.
''Uhh like...1oo? Maybe more?'' He replies, casually.
I let out a loud laugh at the thought of that amount of people crowding this whole house and the streets outside.
Oh this'll be good.
Zoe's P.O.V
''I want ones just like this when I'm older, Zoe'' Emmy states, admiring the black wedges of mine that she's walking around Jack's room in.
''You look fab, Emmy'' I smile at the image of her long blonde hair falling over her face as she stares down at her feet.
''Alright, give 'em back to Zoe now, we gotta leave soon'' Jack points out, tugging on one of her blonde clumps of hair on her back.
I slip my shoes onto my feet before standing up and straightening out my short black dress which has cut out parts on either side of my waist.
''You look amazing, babe'' Jack says, scanning me up and down, once Emmy was out of the room.
'' You look pretty dashing yourself, Mr Harries'' I say, returning the compliment while admiring his navy V-neck t-shirt and his beige chinos with some red Vans. He looked really, really good.
''Do we have to go this party? I mean, I think we could and amazing time...right here'' I say, hooking my finger in the point of the V in his shirt.
I watch as he bites his lips, sliding both his hands up my sides and stopping once they reach the bare skin where the cutouts in my dress are.
''Why do you love to tease me'' He whines into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
I kiss him softly on the lips and our lips start to move in sync. I feel his hands sliding down lower and lower on my back.
