-Logan's POV-
It felt nice for once to be at a party. A night away from my step-dad, I was willing to take it. Derek always throws killer parties. It was impossible to have a horrible time. For the most part it was great, except for the fact that Miley would not leave me alone.
"Loggie!" Miley squealed, pulling me back towards her by my collar.
"Mileyy..." Crap.
"Where are you going baby?" She wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing my cheek.
"Can I help you?" I asked trying not to sound too rude. Girls were pretty emotional and I didn't need Miley crying and getting offended.
"Sure you can." She licked her lips. "It's not very often I get to spend time with a guy....so attractiveeee."
"Well technically, I can't help the fact that I'm pretty freaking hot." I carefully took her arms, pulling them off of me.
"Nope, but that's alright. That's what I love about you. You don't need to try." She put her hand on my cheek, leaning in closer to me.
I slowly leaned backwards from her. "Actually I do spend some time on my hair, sometimes it ends up being hours."
"Aw. A guy who loves to impress his ladies." She ran her fingers down my chest. "You know how to turn your woman on."
"I don't have a woman, I'm single and I intend on staying that way." I assured her, once again, taking her hands off me.
"Ahh. A man that can't stay tied down. I'm okay with that. As long as you treat me like your dirty little princess." She roughly tugged on my shirt.
By this point she convinced me that she was drunk, though I haven't seen her with a beer once in her hands. "Miley, are you sure you aren't drunk?"
"Positive, I'm just crazy for you." She pushed me backwards onto the couch.
"Um...Miley?!" I tried sitting up but she threw herself down on top of me before I could.
She hovered over me, bending down. "Make this a night to remember."
"A what?"
She ignored me, connecting our lips. I wanted to pull away, but she probably would have kept whispering dirty things at me. then straddle me and rape me somehow, so I just went along with it for her sake.
Our lips moved in sync, things getting heated fast. Here I was making out with a girl I barely know on my best friend's couch. Her tongue licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance, which I was frightened to allow her, but I did anyways. Our tongues moved together, which is when I decided I've had enough. I began to sit up and pull away, when she caught my bottom lip between her teeth. My eyes widened in disgust as I kept trying to pull away. However, it was almost useless. She lifted her hands up, running her fingers though my hair and drawing me even closer to her.
"Having fun you two?" I heard Derek question as Miley brought herself away from me.
It may of been mean, but I pushed Miley away from me, allowing me to stand up from the couch and make a run for it. At this point I didn't know where to go, and I knew Miley was going to follow me.
There was no where to hide. There was an endless crowd of people, screaming, cursing, laughing, drinking, kissing, hugging, all in my way. I then decided to bolt upstairs and hope to God that Miley wouldn't find me.
Once I got to the top of the steps I saw four doors and another set of stairs. I sprinted for the door closest by, opening and slamming the door behind me.
