"I thought you said there were gonna be a few people around here?" Lucas winced as he looked around the house, it was such a mess. Food and drinks were everywhere, he could see the ruined and broken furniture. Drunken teenagers were all over the place, practically grinding each other onto others.
Zay shrugged, "Probably word got around real quick. But oh well, the more people the better." He raised a red solo cup to his lips as he drank its contents. Vanessa was nowhere around him, and Lucas figured she probably went to dance with someone else as this wasn't a couples party.
"You made us come together for nothing!" Maya whined, as she slapped off Lucas's hand from her waist. "I had to come with him for no reason, and you made me sit in a dumb race car-"
"It's not dumb!" Lucas hissed, and Maya dismissed him with a wave. As much as he wanted to stick around to watch Maya chew Zay out, he felt his throat dry out. He sighed and walked to the kitchen, and looked around. The kitchen was flourished with all kinds of alcohol.
Beer, martini, rum, gin, and the types went on. He wondered how they'd managed to sneak in so many types. He had always had parties but the most he could get his hands on was beer, and vodka.
His eyes landed on a punch bowl, and he took a cup and poured the drink. As the liquid went down his throat, he felt a burning sensation which he knew what it was. He decided to blame it on his thirst, and went on drinking.
After his fifth cup, he began to feel a little dizzy. His eyes landed on a mop of blond hair right in front of him, and he displayed a cheesy grin. Maya scowled at him, as she folded her arms across her chest. "You're drunk aren't you?"
Lucas grunted, and he wrapped his arms around Maya. He heard her gasp as he held her tightly, and spun her around. "Let me breathe," she squeaked, and Lucas giggled. He put her down, and got in contact with her beautiful blue eyes.
"You're so beautiful, it seems so unreal." he muttered, and caught a glimpse as Maya's cheeks tinged pink. He displayed a grin. "See? I make you smile so much-" He cut himself off, as he started losing his balance. It was like as the floor had disappeared. He suddenly felt himself leaning on Maya.
Maya groaned, and called for Riley's name. She saw her best friend emerge from the crowd groggily. She raised an eyebrow as she noticed Riley's untidy hair and smudged lipstick. "Care to explain?" Maya muttered, and a wild blush erupted on Riley's face.
"I-Um-" she stuttered, but she was broken off by Lucas's giggling.
"Later, but help me take Lucas to the car." Maya said, and Riley nodded quickly. Maya couldn't help but notice how happy she was that she wasn't going to answer the question. She walked towards Lucas and put one of his arms around her shoulder, as both of them were around Maya's neck.
Lucas put his other arm around Maya, and the three of them started walking. "Okay," Riley said, "you're doing well Lucas. Left foot, right foot, left foot-Sorry!" Riley called back as she noticed the freshman who was knocked off his feet as Lucas bumped into him.
"Come on Lucas!" Maya groaned, "Stop being so difficult!" She heard Lucas snort, and rolled her eyes. He was never going to listen to her. As they got in Lucas's car, with Lucas sitting on the baby seat in the back, Riley took hold of the steering wheel and they started driving to Lucas's house.
The drive was quiet for a few minutes until Riley decided to break the silence by making an earthshaking announcement. "I made out with Farkle." She blurted, and Maya did a double take. She blinked a few times, waiting for Riley to say she was just kidding and laugh it off, but it didn't happen.
"What?!" She exclaimed, and Lucas cheered from the back. Maya turned around to give him a deadly glare, and Lucas snorted. His grin didn't fade one bit and that annoyed her.
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ENEMIES WITH BENEFITS ▷ LUCAYA
FanfictionLucas and Maya have hated each other ever since they were little. Both of them grew up to become the most popular people in their school. What happens one day when Lucas and Maya are dared at a party to go and spend seven minutes in heaven? I do no...