Rule Three// c.h

House Party

"Lance, get off me." I laughed, pushing him to the side.

"Why Lil? Have.. Come have fun. You need to have fun." I continued to laugh at him as he stumbled around.

"You're drunk. Go find your girlfriend and have her take care of you."

"Me? Drunk. I don't drink. This its water! Look." He put the cup of alcohol under my nose. Straight vodka. I rolled my eyes at Lance. "See? Water." He chugged it down.

"Alright, okay. Come on. Let's find Charlotte."

"Charlotte's pretty. Like, gorgeous you know? Hey, hey. Remember when I liked you? That was stupid. Really, really dumb." He started laughing at himself.

"I'll pretend you didn't say that so I don't get offended."

"No! No, I don't mean dumb like that. Dumb as in I'm dumb. Why.. We're still friends. You're great. I'm glad."

"Okay, that sounded slightly better." I said as we manuver through the mess of bodies. Spotting Charlotte over by the TV, I called out her name. "Charlotte!" She turned with a smile, her twin brother turning to look as well. His name is Ash. He's a pretty chill guy and I've had him in a class before so I invited him to come over tonight mainly as a courtesy. Lance knows him better than I do. "Your boyfriend is insulting me." Charlotte frowned at Lance.

"Babe what did you do?"

"Insulting!" Lance exclaimed, confused and shocked. "I've done.. No, no such thing." Ash and Charlotte started laughing as Lance put his arm around his girlfriend. "I told her she's my best friend and she thinks I'm being mean." Lance complained gesturing at me. I rolled my eyes at him.

"Is it okay if I leave him with you?" I asked her.

"Of course. It's cute when he's drunk." She smiled brightly and I nodded.

"Alright, if you need help just come find me okay?"

"Got it. Great party by the way." She said as I began to walk off.

"Thank you!" I waved goodbye as I made my way back towards the kitchen. I was technically "bar tending". I was mainly just keeping track of the alcohol. How much we had, who was drinking too much of it. I had already cut off Mike but I was afraid if I left my post for too long, he'd sneak back to the fridge and grab some more beer.

Just as I was about to slip past the last of the dancers, someone grabbed my wrist and pulled me back against their chest, grinding on my ass. I was prepared to slap the shit out of them when a familiar voice said, "Relax kitten. It's me." I glanced up at Calum who was smirking under the colorful lights. I turned around in his grip, wrapping one arm around his neck.

"Hey. I haven't seen you in a while."

"Me? You're the one who decided to be a control freak over in the kitchen." I pounded my fist on his chest, making him laugh.

"I don't want people dying of alcohol poisoning. Besides, there are some minors here and if the cops get called.."

"Will you stop stressing?" Calum asked, cutting me off as he pressed himself against me. I licked my lips slowly, feeling the bulge in his pants. "Dance with me."

"Hmm but you don't really want to dance do you?" I asked pulling on his collar with my free hand.

"No. Not really. I'd much rather break in that new bed of ours." I started laughing, pulling away from him slightly.

"You know we can't have as much sex now right? My brother is just down the hall and he will beat the living shit out of you if he catches us together."