I sniffled as Ashton opened the front door and stepped inside the house i'd rather drop dead than enter again.
He quickly slid his arm around my waist and pulled me close to him as if he was trying to protect me and I welcomed the gesture by moving even closer, closing 98% of the small space between us so that our hips almost touched as we walked side by side through the crowd
"Excuse me, pardon, move please." Ashton would say we made our way through the hustling and definitely bustling teens.
As we passed the part of the living room where truth or dare was just being held a few minutes ago, I was relieved to see that the game was an item of the past now and everyone had now returned to drinking, dancing, and other acts of partying.
The dirty looks and awkward glares continued as we finally approached the mile long hallway of theirs, and for once, I was thankful to walk down it.
The halls were empty other than a buff guy and a fiery red hair girl making out while leaning on the wall and luckily they were too engaged to even notice or presence.
When we finally reached the staircase, he pushed me gently ahead of him, allowing me to climb the stairs before him. I nodded and walked/jogged up the stairs before heading towards my room with him not far behind,
"Heyyyyy Shanny, what happen-ed-ed to youuuuu??" I heard a voice slur and I immediately knew who it was.
"Hi Connor." I replied softly and continued to walk towards my room, ignoring his question that I knew he really didn't care for the answer to.
"Okaay, cyaaaaaa." he said and I heard a teenage girl's giggle in the background and then some kissing noises, i'm sure it was some bottle blonde like Max mentioned to me earlier.
I sped walked the rest of the way to my room and once I entered, I opened the door to see a pair of teenagers doing the frick frack....... oN MY BED.
"Oh hell no." I almost spit, I could stand for a lot of things, but not this, and especially not tonight.
"Get out." I spoke, nothing happened.
"GET OUT, NOW!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.
The young "couple" immediately looked over at me from my bed and their faces grew red, really red. They immediately separated from under the covers, grabbed their clothes, slid on their undergarments while still covered, and then rushed out of the room without saying a word.
"Were they.." "Yup." I simply responded to Ashton and let out a huge sigh.
"The nerve of some people, that's disgusting." he commented with his accent stronger than ever.
"Can you, um, rip the covers, pillow cases, and the DNA covered sheets off the bed while I get cleaned up?" I asked as I pulled a pair of moon pajama shorts and a plain white t-shirt out of my suitcase.
I could of swore I almost got a chuckle out of him, but instead he just nodded his head and I thanked him quietly before entering the bathroom.
I was in desperate need for a shower, I reeked of alcohol, sweaty bodies, and Max's strong cologne. I decided to take a quick one, just to rid myself of the various smells and the dirt on my skin.
I stepped out feeling a lot better, physically at least, and then slid on my comfortable clothes before exiting the bathroom.
"Feeling any better?" "Are you?" I responded.
"Not really." he replied honestly and I sat next to him on Lyndsey's bed.
"I dunno, there's just something about her that drives me insane, not only in a good way though." Ashton began.
