We Can Pretend // Nalissa // Neels and Alissa fanfiction.

TWO: One Cup

Alissa

"You're drunk," Tess states. pointing an unsteady finger on me.

I roll my eyes, "as if you're not," I giggle. Wait. Why the hell did I giggle? Lol, I must've been so happy right now.

The music around the house beclouder, I don't know whether if it's really happening or  if it's only in my ears. But my head started to spin from all these noise around me.

Another sip. I forgot how many cup had I took. But I just. Can't. Stop! We're young anyway, we lived once and that's that!

"I'mma go inside," I tell Tessa who only furrow her eyebrows and have me the 'what?!' look. "I'm gonna go inside." I repeat, more slowly and loud this time.

"Oh okay." She nods.

The kitchen is a little bit more quiet than the back yard. I wonder why no one came here, there's a plenty of red cups filled with beer here, maybe Jake forgot to take it outside, but whatever.

"Alissa?" Neels' voice come from behind me.

I swing my head around and see him walking closer towards me. He's still wearing his dark t-shirt and ripped jeans from earlier. His hair is a bit messy, maybe from the DJ stuff he was doing earlier. Geez, he looks hot, what the hell?

"Look who shows up in here," I smirk, "bored being the DJ?" I tease.

"Jake's friend took over, he said I might needed a break," Neels stops in a few steps in front of me, eyeing me like he was an interviewer or something. "Alissa, are you drunk?"

I furrow my eyebrows, don't know why I do so, I just do it. Eh, does unicorn even exist? "Of course I'm not."

Neels sighs, shaking his head in the process. "Of course you are."

Hell. "Okay, then what if I am drunk? It's a party and that's why we're here anyway."

He pursues his lips a little too tightly, it looks cute. "Okay, then," he says slowly, "I'mma just take something from the fridge and leave." But before he can even turn around, I hold his wrist to prevent him from going.

"It's a party Neels, loosen it up a little bit." I walk closer to him, clinging my arms around his neck. I like this. He looks so trapped but doesn't make any attempt to move me. Cute.

"Alissa, I'm not getting drunk. You know that," he says, a little awkwardly.

"Why?" I ask. "Too scared?" A smirk come across my lips.

He raises his eyebrows, but stays silent.
I'm going to get him drink one way or another.

"Oh come on, Neels! It's a party. Have a little fun, won't you?" I whine.

A little more silent.

Finally, Neels sighs and nods almost defeatedly. "Alright," he says, "but just one cup."

I giggle delightfully. My hands leave him and I grab one red cup from the counter, giving it to him. "One cup."

One
Two
Three
Four
More?

I lose count of how many glass we take after. It isn't only him who take another cup, but I do also.

And here we are at the corner of the kitchen, laughing our head off. Damn! I don't even know what's so funny! But it's just so goddamned funny!

We both standing there against the wall, and I barely can hold my weight anymore. And, "Shit." I lose my balance, but my position is so close to Neels that he quickly holds me before I fall.

"Careful there," he says with a light chuckle. Helping me stand still again, the next thing I know is that I stand there close to him. The funny atmosphere is suddenly gone, just as like our smile that slowly fading. His eyes. Why do I suddenly can't look away from those?

I don't know if it's him or if it's me, but I can feel his face getting closer to me. What- why am I doing this? Is this even really happening? "Neels?" My voice is just a whisper. But he just keeps getting closer, and closer.

"Be mine tonight," I hear him whisper, just a few second before I felt his lips connected with mine. Hot and quick. Hungry. The kiss quickly changes into a heated match, as if the both of us is releasing all the frustration, lush, and feelings we were holding before.

Kissing him feels so amazing.

I wrap my legs around his waist as he pressed my body with his against the wall. His hands are on both side of my legs, holding me tightly.

His tongue swirling gloriously inside mine, making me gasped, moan, and hard to breath. "God, I want you so bad," he says, between his panting.

"Then take me," I say, hardly can control my own breath. "Bedroom." That's what I say.

Neels puts me down. And hardly, but somehow, we make our way up to his room.

Once we're there, he closes the door behind us while I quickly jump myself to the bed.

Then I see him standing there. His cheeks are flushed, bright red just like his swollen lips. His hair is messy and so goddamned sexy. All I can think about is how I can take him down. He's mine tonight. Mine and only mine.

"Come get me," a seductive smirk come across my lips as I say so.

Neels smirks. "Oh I will."

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