Can You Feel My Heart [Fransykes]

Chapter 6

"Is that what you kids do at these parties?" I asked. "Drink, dance, smoke and hook up?"

"Yup." Tom clicked his tongue.

"Pretty much." Josh said.

"Why do people enjoy this?" Elissa asked.

"Because it's fun." Tom answered.

"And up lifting." Josh added while he and my brother Tom examined all kinds of bottles of alcohol on the table in front of us.

Yes, Tom and Josh were finally working together. Yes, my mind was indeed blown.

"So we put the beers in the kitchen and leave the wine around the living room?" Tom asked Josh.

"You're 14." I told my little brother.

"Do I look like I care?" He shot at me and I threw my hands in the air looking at Elissa who just shrugged.

"Since when do you even like Josh?" I asked ignoring Josh's death stare.

"Since I've found out he's actually a lot cooler than you." Tom told me.

"Translation," Elissa clicked her tongue. "Since Jack Daniels entered the room."

"I don't like parties. If you need me, I'll be in my room." I announced running upstairs.

I didn't even know why I was upset. It was just so in the spirit of the party animals to throw such parties and I was supposed to turn Josh around, but now he's turned my brother completely onto the wrong side.

This is gonna be harder than I thought. Especially because I was doing zero effort to stop the party nor even to participate in its making so I can at least have control over things.

I hated crowded places and that was a fact that Josh was aware of. He knew I was gonna be against it, especially when he invited the whole fucking school.

It's gonna be an even bigger scandal if the parents decide to come back tomorrow afternoon and not at night as planned. Knowing Josh, he's gonna get wasted, then he's gonna have the worst hangover ever that's gonna last for like 6 hours and we'll end up having 2 hours to clean this fucking mansion of a house which we'll succeed if we have luck.

Yeah, you can't really blame me for not being stoked.

Not wanting to hear my own negative thoughts I grabbed my phone and my headphones putting my music on as I lied on my bed enjoying the sound of some aggressive guitars.

Not long after I was brought back to reality by rather rough knocking on my door. I ripped my headphones out, annoyed. "Go away!" I called out not really caring who it was.

"Oli, I swear to God, you have three seconds to open the door or I'm breaking in." Oh, who would it be but my magnificent best friend?

"I'm not in the mood, Josh." I said not even making the effort to stand up.

"One!" Josh yelled.

I sighed.

"Two!"

You see, if this was anyone else I'd probably put my headphones back in and ignore his presence, but this was Josh. That fucker actually won't even hesitate to break through my door and tonight I'm gonna fucking need that door, so as soon as I heard the 'T' from 'three' I jumped to my feet and rushed to the door opening them as fast as I could.

Josh gave me an innocent smile then walked into my room lightly pushing me out of the way.

"Yeah, let yourself in too. Why not?" I said annoyed.