Tomorrow Never Dies

Chapter 21 - "Love you babycakes"

The boys, Grace and Kiri had decided to throw me a party to celebrate my place in the New South Wales Ballet Company. We were in Kiri's house, as since she'd been on campus for many more years than all of us she had her own property, and there were a few 'congratulations' banners hanging from the walls. It felt like half the university had turned up, and there were hundreds of red solo cups, some full, some empty, littering the floor and the surfaces.

I was sat in a circle with Michael on my left and Grace on my right, as well as the other guys from the band, Kiri herself and a few other people I didn't really know. Grace and I were drinking 'gay' vodka and coke, and Michael had a beer. We were playing a fairly interesting game of Truth or Dare, or as Grace and I liked to call it, are you a virgin or awkward sexual episode. So far, Ashton and Grace had had seven minutes in heaven, Kiri had removed her top, and one of the dance girls had kissed some random guy. The bottle landed on me, and I prepared myself for the challenge.

"Truth or dare?"

"Dare." I was never one to back down from a challenge.

"Make out with Grace." Easy, I thought, grabbing my best friend and pulling her in for a kiss. We kissed for a few seconds, then pulled apart.

"Love you babycakes," I told her, then spun the bottle. It landed on some random guy, who opted for a dare. "I don't know, go stick your dick in something that's not a girl." He went off to complete his challenge, and Michael leaned in to whisper to me, which I barely heard over the pounding music.

"That was hot, you and Grace kissing."

"Nothing we haven't done before," I said. "But don't say that it's hot, because I don't see a straight couple and think 'I know what, I'm gonna go fuck myself'. My sexuality isn't something for your pleasure." My temper was rising by the second, along with the amount of alcohol in my blood.

"Alright, I'm sorry baby," he kissed me gently. The bottle was spun again and landed on him. "Dare."

"Seven minutes in heaven with Flora, go." The timers went on and we ran off to a room and locked the door. I looked him in the eye and we immediately both knew what we were going to do. I pulled off my dress and tights, and he his top and jeans. My underwear came off, his boxers joining them on the floor, and we fell onto the bed. He produced a condom from God knows where, slipped it on, and after making sure I was happy, pushed himself into me. I cried out, the feeling filling me with pleasure, and grinded my hips on him. He moaned, thrusting into me.

"Fuck, you feel good," he groaned, one hand brushing the hair off my face and the other on the bed beside me. He continued moving harder and faster each second, and I could quickly feel myself coming undone. I screamed out, my back arching, and he let out a final moan before pulling himself out of me.

"I fucking love you," I said, rolling off the bed and getting dressed before our seven minutes were up. Sure enough, there was a knock at the door. Grace was stood outside, smirking at me.

"Enjoy yourself?"

"Shut up." I followed her back to the circle, Michael on my tail, and sat back down. I could feel people staring at us, as we clearly had sex hair and I was certainly slightly more sweaty than I had been when we left, but I blanked them. The game continued, and I rested my head in Michael's lap.

"You know if you rolled over you'd be sucking my dick and I'd be completely up for that," he told me, stroking my hair.

"How about no?" I laughed, taking a sip from my drink. There was a strange taste, but I ignored it, figuring it was just the coke had gone flat. I took another drink, this time barely noticing the different taste, and shivered as the alcohol flooded through my veins. "I love you," I slurred to Michael, and he smiled, my drunken antics clearly amusing him.

I decided Truth or Dare was boring me, and stood up, ready to go dance in the crowd. Michael followed me, catching me as I wobbled slightly in my heels, and ready to protect me in case anyome tried anything. I found a space in the middle of the crowd amd started dancing, swaying my hips against Michael and throwing my arms in the air, feeling like I was having the time of my life. Suddenly, the room started to spin, the people around me blurring into a colourful mess.

"Michael," I gasped, trying desperately to find him in the crowd, but the room got smaller and smaller and the crowd got closer. "Michael!"

*Michael's POV*
Flora was stumbling around, shouting my name, and I frowned. I was right in front of her, but she couldn't see me. I was sure from the few times I had seen her drunk that she didn't usually lose the ability to see, so when she collapsed I wasn't exactly surprised.

"Get away!" I shouted to the revellers, and they moved aside, while I grabbed her arm and took her pulse. She was still breathing, which was a good sign, just not responding to anything. Kiri started clearing the room.

"Party's over, everyone, go home, drink some water, go to sleep!" She, Grace and the boys herded them out, then ran through the house flushing out the last few stragglers as I stayed with Flora.

"Come on baby," I whispered, but she didn't dramatically cough and open her eyes like I'd hoped. She stayed asleep, her eyes shut, her breath constant. I held her hand, praying for a response, but nothing came. "I love you."

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hello i had dance this evening and my ankle is royally fucked up
also im like bouncimg off the walls help

song of the chapter: photograph by ed sheeran (its makin me cry but its such a good song rip lauren)

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