Tomorrow Never Dies

Chapter 28 - "Say what you want, at least they're punctual"

"Oh, Grace, I forgot to tell you, there's a frat party tonight, fancy dress," I told her all the details. "Normal costumes?" She looked at me and smirked.

"Fuck, yes," she said.

"Look, if Ashton has come around by then, maybe they should go as our partners?"

"Yeah, tell them to go and get costumes." I smiled and whipped out my phone to let Michael know our plan.
you going the fancy dress party tonight?xx
He responded instantly.
Michael❤️: give me an idea what to wear and then yeah xx
I smiled, ready to tell him exactly what to wear.
Ash has to go as Adam from Beauty and the Beast, you have to go as Eugene/Flynn from Tangled okay pick us up at half seven love you xx
I turned off my phone, ready for our intensive preparation session.

We started with makeup. Mine was a a colourful smokey eye with purple eyeliner and an incredible purple highlighter Grace had, as well as lipstick to match. Hers was dramatic and dark, bold black eyeliner and lips as red as blood. We next went onto hair, I had to pin mine up, as the purple didn't seem to be washing out, and I had a wig to wear anyway, so I Fremch plaited it and pinned it in place then pulled on my wig, securing it with yet more pins. The synthetic blonde hair tumbled down my back, past my bum and reached my calves. About half way through the party, I'd plait it to make it slightly shorter, just so it was less likely to get stepped on. I wove Grace's hair into an elegant updo, and it was time to get into costume.

Mine consisted of a lilac bodice with a skirt that barely covered my ass, and lilac high heeled boots that went up past my knees. Grace's was a yellow version of a pretty similar outfit, but she had yellow gloves past her elbows as well. We were playing Rapunzel and Belle, but we were letting our inner sluts come out to play. As soon as the clock hit half seven, there was a knock at the door.

"Say what you want about these boys, at least they're punctual," I shrugged, answering the door. Ash ran in immediately, going straight for Grace.

"I'm so sorry baby, I shouldn't have reacted that way," he said. "I'm gonna kill Kyle, I swear."

"I believe you," she responded simply. I looked at her boyfriend, who pulled off the look of Prince Adam quite well. He had the long hair, tied back with a blue band, and he had pulled on a blue and gold long coat. I smiled, looking away as they kissed to see Michael hovering in the door frame.

"Holy fucking shit," he said bluntly, and I watched his eyes scan up and down my body. "You're so hot."

"Says you," I said, looking at his outfit. He had got the look of Flynn really well, except for the hair.

"If anyone asks, I dyed my hair to disguise myself from the King's guards," he told me, and I laughed. I kissed him gently, and he presented me with a teddy of Pascal from Tangled. "Now we just need a white horse."

"Ask Grace, I'm sure she knows one," I took the teddy and attached it to the strap of my bodice. He kissed me again, and with that we left to go to the party.

When we arrived at the frat house we were greeted by a boy giving out red solo cups full of God knows what. Knowing I should be careful after the last party and the allergic reaction, I declined, instead going to make my own. I stopped at the drinks table and quickly made myself a tequila sunrise. I sipped it as Michael grabbed himself a beer.

"Come on, let's go dance," I shouted over the music, grabbing his hand. We made our way onto the dance floor, moving in a way that counted as dancing in a party, which was mainly me grinding on him. He left me momentarily as we were pulled apart in the crowd, and I looked around in panic, trying to find his distinguishing hair. I swore as I couldn't see it, then more as an unknown man came up behind me and tried to grab my ass. My fist went into his stomach, but that only seemed to make him more determined to have me.

"Ooh, temper," the boy said, putting his hands all over me. His breath reeked of alcohol and I was determined to get away from him.

"Get your hands off my girl," but it wasn't Michael's voice. It was another boy I didn't recognise, but at that moment I was grateful to have anyone. I hurried over to him and his hand went protectively around my waist as I glanced around looking for Michael. "I noticed you were uncomfortable with him, you're cool that I helped you, right?"

"Thank you," I told the boy, then rushed off as I caught a glimpse of multicoloured hair. I flung myself at Michael, feeling his arms around me, and I let out a breath I hadn't realised I was holding. He guided me out of the crowd, and we found a spot where the music wasn't so loud so we could talk.

"What happened, babe?" His voice was calming, helping me to regain my composure.

"When we were separated this guy came up behind me, his hands were all over me," I paised, shivering. "Then this other guy was like 'hey get away from my girl' or something, and the other one left me alone, and then I found you."

"Well I'm here now, we're not getting separated again, okay?" I nodded.

"I love you," I said, but my voice was still shaky and I was still trembling. He was rubbing my arm, but the goosebumps wouldn't go down.

"How about we go home, hm?" I nodded at his suggestion, and we left the frat house to return to his dorm. Luke was out again, presumably with Kiri, as the two had hit it off wonderfully, so we had the room to ourselves. As soon as Michael shut the door, I saw a glint in his eye that let me know what was about to happen. "Do you have any idea what you've been doing to me in that outfit?" I shook my head, pulling off the wig to reveal my shorter, purple hair.

"What have I been doing?"

"I can't even begin to describe it." His voice was low, steady, almost controlling. "Let's get it off." I turned my back to let him undo the bodice, which was tied up at the back, and I heard him sigh just looking at my back. I wasn't wearing a bra, as there was one built into the top, and that definitely seemed to please him. He ran a finger gently up my back, making me shiver, but not in the way I had been at the party. This was more in pleasure than in disgust, and it was an indication to him that I wanted more. He pulled the top off my shoulders, letting it and the skirt drop to the floor. I turned around to face him, wearing only my underwear.

"Now you," I said, pulling off his top. His trousers joined the pile, and we were on the bed before I knew it. That night we made memoried like never before.

*****
guess whos not writing smut today
it me

song(s) of the chapter: therapy by all time low (this song makes me absolutely sob. when i saw them live in feb i almost collapsed, my friend was stood there like 'this is actually quite sad' and i was there almost on the floor like 'no shit g im crying')
also: fix you by coldplay (this song is mine and Fallon2000 's song and i keep crying at it bc i am a sad person. she included it in her last chapter of high hopes 3 so go read it)

now im off to go cry bc beside you came on (reminding me i need to make a plot for my next fanfic🤘)