Beau Brooks Said I Was His? (A Janoskians FanFic)

Chapter One

I danced to the music like a maniac. I had little room to move around the place but I used that as an advantage. I swayed and swung around everywhere, I usually didn't party like this but of course I was drunk. My first time being drunk. Which didn't go too well at the start.

I kept going around dancing with complete strangers, not in a weird way though. That was not me at all, even though I was very drunk.

As I danced to the pumping, loud music, someone tapped me on my shoulder from behind. I jump in fright but when I turned around, I grinned.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Beau said grinning back at me as we fell into a massive hug. I squeezed him tight as he squeezed me even tighter. His tall frame almost hanging over my small one. I was only up to practically his neck, which sucked.

"How you doing?" He asked.

"Yeah, most of the time." I said back drunkly, not even properly hearing a word he said.

"What?" He said confusedly, smiling.

"Yeah, I love nachos too! You wanna go get some?" I yelled.

He laughed loudly and I smiled. "I love it when you cry."

"What the hell? Jade, you're so drunk! I swear to god I just laughed." He laughed again.

"Yeah I passed math too, did you pass English though?"

"Jade, you are so drunk!"

"Oh yeah, I remember that!"

"Oh my god, you're starting to get on my fuckin nerves." He laughed hesitantly. "Let's go."

"Are we getting nachos?" I asked secretly hoping inside my head, still being so drunk though.

"Nope, no nachos for you!" He picked me up and flung me over his shoulder. Damn, so that was what it was like being tall! "We're going upstairs in my room,"

"Oh ok!" I said in a cheerful mood but drunkenly.

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*Thirty minutes later of Beau trying to get Jade upstairs to his room and convincing her that she doesn't need nachos, later.*

Beau layed me down as I yawned. I only just realised that I had been dancing for almost two hours and damn was that tiring.

Beau laughed. "You're so cute when you're tired."

"You're so cute right now." I didn't even realise what I had said until I saw the shocked, surprised but happy expression on his face.

He moved a little closer towards me and kissed my forehead and said a little 'goodnight' to me and then got into the bed next to me.

Wait? I was in his bed? Whaaaaaaaaaaaaat?

Wait? And he just kissed me on my forehead?! Damn! I only just realised how nice that felt!

I thought about it for a little while longer and realised that the alcohols had thankfully started to wear off a little.

"You're still awake?" Beau asked me.

I jumped from the sudden voice, "Yeah, I can't sleep."

"Me neither," he said and sat up in bed. "What you thinking about?"

I hesitated for a bit and wondered if I should tell the truth. "...You," I said hesitantly. "And you kissing my forehead."

He laughed, "Same."

He leaned in closer to me and caressed my cheeck.

The touch of his skin on my face made me shudder. My limbs went numb and my organs stopped working, except for my heart, that was beating way too fast.