My Digital Escape One Shots

Peer Pressure

A/N This will be Alex x Reader. So if you're a female and don't swing that way or you really just don't want to read this, then don't read it. Also, not gender neutral. Not with this one.

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You and your best friend, Alex, were going to a party. You were both invited by some guy at your school and didn't say no because, well, he was pretty fucking hot. Who were you to turn down a hot guy who winked at the two of you?

You both weren't the most social of people, but this was an exception. There would be plenty of people that you knew at this party and there would be plenty of opportunities to meet new people. The only thing that concerned you was the alcohol.

It was a high school party, people were obviously going to bring alcohol. You didn't want to drink, you knew better than to do that. But you were worried the peer pressure would make you crack. Maybe you should just loosen up, have a drink or two and then stop.

Sigh.

You and Alex were picking out each other's outfits. You both wore the same size everything (coincidence) so you were just digging through your overstuffed closet to find something for each other.

For Alex, you picked a tight, light gray short-sleeved shirt that said "fight me" in black letters. You gave her a tight black leather jacket and some black skinny jeans to go with.

For you, Alex picked something that you regret buying. It was a red half shirt with black lace covering the red. You also got a black high-waisted skirt and black thigh highs. And while you were slightly regretting the choice of buying the shirt, you did admit you looked hot.

You both curled your hair into perfect little princess curls and did your winged eyeliner perfectly (somehow). You guys looked hot as fuck.

When the two of you arrived at the party, there were a lot of stares going your way. You tried not to feel nervous under their stares, but it was rather difficult with a hundred and something attractive people staring at you like you were some trophy that they wanted to take home. It was more terrifying than nerve-racking.

The two of you, nontheless, were confident with every step that you took. A few guys beckoned you two to the kitchen and made you both drinks. They were delicious, and you were very happy about them making you seconds. But seconds turned to thirds, thirds turned to fourths, fourths turned to fifths, and then you were doing shots. You did at least four, and you knew by that time that you were straight up fucking drunk.

Alex and you were playing spin the bottle with a couple of guys and another girl, and the bottle landed on the two of you. All of the guys started laughing, and the two of you blushed. Just one kiss wouldn't hurt, right?

The two of you leaned in. When your lips collided drunkenly, you couldn't help but hesitate to pull away. Her lips were so soft, and they taste so sweet, you didn't want it to end. You knew you were drunk, but now you were confused. And you could tell Alex felt the same way.

Some of the guys whistled as you two sat back down. They were guys, they probably thought it was hot. Imbeciles. One of them, though, had some decency and didn't whistle, but he smirked. Maybe he knew what you two were thinking.

"Hey, you guys want another drink?" he asked politely. The two of you nodded and followed him to the kitchen. "I'm sure there is a room upstairs that you guys could talk in. Or maybe do other stuff. But you guys obviously want to talk to each other about this." He was making us drinks more efficiently than you though a drunk person could. He handed them over as soon as he was done.

"Thank you," Alex said, taking a sip. "And a room would be great." She bit her lip slightly, causing you to wonder what the hell she was thinking.

"Okay, follow me." The two of you did as he said, following closely behind. You heard a couple whistles from the people around you guys as you went up the stairs, and you were wondering what was going through their minds. He unlocked and opened a room that was empty, allowing you and Alex inside. He closed it behind you two, and you locked it.

The two of you sat on the bed. You set your drinks down on the nightstand, nervously writhing your hands. Alex seemed to be staring at you with a ferocious and confident sort of gaze.

"Listen, Alex, I-" She silenced you with her lips. She pressed them hard against yours, and you couldn't help but kiss back. She pushed you back against the headboard, sitting on your lap and kissing you forcefully. You kissed back with just as much force, moaning slightly as she began to grind her hips into yours. She began to kiss your neck, sucking on the spots that made you moan the loudest. You didn't think that you were attracted to girls, but dear fucking God this was hot.

The two of you made out in that room for at least an hour, and you regret none of it. You were happy at the moment, too drunk to care about the consequences of what you were doing. You were happy, goddamnit. And nothing was going to bring you down.

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Sorry that I've been posting some rather gender specific ones recently. I try to keep them as gender neutral as I can. How many of my readers are actually guys, though? If you're a guy and you read this, comment saying you're a guy.

So how did you people like this? Was it too weird for you? Did I cross some invisible boundary that I can't write girlxgirl stuff? Cuz I enjoyed writing it. It was fun.

If you guys want more ones like these, leave a comment.

Stay safe, stay strong, and stay beautiful my Lil bitchez.

Yours Truly,

Andromeda Leigh Barnett