2 Loves; s.w&d.l (BWWM)

1. the party

a/n: "skin out" - twerking and grinding a lot with sexual tension. If not look it up on Urban dictionary.

Kyann's PoV
The party was bumping. Bodies on bodies. Sweat everywhere. The aromas of liquor and weed filled the air. As all the people hollered and singed to the music, there was one voice I could hear clearly,
"Kyann!"
"Kyann!"
I turn to the sound to see a tall boy with neck tattoos and the biggest grin of his face, matching his illuminated brown eyes. "Hey babe. Derek, I want you to meet my friends Eliza, Andrea and Lilian," I introduce him to my friends. After he hugged me, he shook their hands like a gentleman. He danced with me as we danced away at my birthday party. The big 1 8! Sometime into the party, I ask Derek," Do you mind if you stay here with the girls? I need to greet some other guests,"
"Sure. Sure. It's your party!"
As I weaved and pushed through the intoxicated crowd of teenagers and young adults I see a gang in the corner smoking. The aroma of weed grew stronger and stronger, pulling me closer and closer to whoever was smoking. I know you may think I'm weird but I love the smell of weed. When I get to the group, I'm greeted with Skate, Swazz, Hayes and Tez.
"Hey, birthday girl!" Skate said, dragging the joint out his mouth, embracing me with a hug. The Omaha Boys have never missed one of my parties since grade 3. I greeted all of them as we took pictures. Hayes said,"Sam wanted you earlier but he couldn't find you. He's over there by the stage. Go talk to him."
And I did. Once again, I battled through the intoxicated crowd of teenagers and young adults to get to Sam, who was standing near the decks with his drink in his hand. 150 steps away from Sam and I got a tap on my shoulder,
"Kyann! Happy birthday!" Johnson says giving me the biggest hug.
"I thought you were on tour."
"We've never missed a party. We weren't going to miss this one," Gilinsky said from behind me, making me turn around and embrace him in a hug. We conversed and took pictures. After that, I made my way to Sammy.
"Hey babe, I heard you wanted to talk to me,"
"Yeah, happy birthday, Ky!"
"Thank you,"
"Uh, how's the party so far? You look like you're having a good time,"
Sam was looking nervous. Like he was making small talk to avoid what he actually wanted to state to me. He fixed his hair many times. One too many times. Why is he so nervous? "Yeah. The party's great. Everyone's happy so I'm happy and they are no fights or drunken sods around here,"
We chuckled.
"Well, Kyann. I need to tell you someth-"
"Why does it sound very serious like it will be weighting on my brain all night and not make me enjoy my party to the fullest? If this is very serious, tell me tomorrow when I'm serious and more mature. I'll be ready then!"
"Yeah, yeah. Of course! Have a good party," and Sam kissed me on my cheek. I beamed a smile at him before making it back to my group of friends. Derek was still there talking to my friends, dancing with them, defending them from all the fuckboys trying to hit on them. Once I get back to them, 'Work' by Rihanna came on. The first note was played all you saw was nearly every girl skin out around the dance floor being daggered by the boys. I grinded on Derek, considering I had no one to dance with. Derek kept his hands on my waist and pulled me close to him. He left kisses on my jawline whilst snaking his arms around my waist, tightening his grip on me. Out the corner of my eye, I saw Sam. His body language was relaxed but his eyes told me something else. They were mixed with emotions. Anger. Hatred. Disappointment. Sadness. Jealousy. The list goes on but why? He's just my close friend. Why would he be pissed off with me dancing with my best friend?
Hayes goes up to him. Words pouring into his ear, he got angrier. What's his problem?

Sam's PoV
What the actual fuck is she doing? She's just allowing her 'best friend' clothes fuck her in front of everyone. The anger grew on me. Hayes came towards me and said,
" He touching yo girl. Whatchu gon do bout it?"
"Nothing."
"You little pussy."
"Fuck you!"
It was hard for me to contain my anger that I had to leave the party.
I need my bed. I need some sanity.

a/n ~ STAY FLEEKY💖