Chaper 7: Pass

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"Julian?" I respond. Why was I confused. I knew he was going to be here. He was the one that tricked me into going in the first place. Oh yeah, I was kinda maybe a little drunk at the moment. Oops. Julian's hands wrapped around my arms and steadied me. He looks down at me, I could still see his beautiful blue eyes despite the dark room.

"Huh" Julian says "I guess now I can say you actually fell for me" I glare up at him. "I didn't fall, I bumped into you. There's a difference" I protest. He smirks at me. "Relax babe"'he practically purrs winding his arms around  waist and pulling me closer. I give him a pointed look. "What?" Julian asks, giving me an innocent look he leans in and whispers in my ear. "I mean you are my girlfriend." I feel a shiver go down my spine. "We're supposed to
spend time together" Damn it, I loosen myself from his grip. "Well that's great and all but I think I want to actually enjoy myself at this party. The one you tricked me into coming so if you'll excuse me"

I walk away from him into the music and pulsing lights.  I know he was following me. I let him. I was not going to let him ruin my fun. Just because I didn't plan on being here in the first place  doesn't mean I couldn't have fun. I find a group playing spin the bottle. Basically you spin the bottle and whoever it lands on you have to kiss but if you don't then you have to take a shit of this blue tequila they had in a bottle. I knew that I wouldn't actually kiss someone so it looked like I was getting extra drunk tonight.

It was my turn to spin the bottle. I spun it quickly wanting to get it over with. It landed on some 11th grade but I didn't know. He had curly hair and wore a pair of big glasses. He smirks at me, his raking over my body pausing at my breasts. I suppressed a shudder of disgust and in turn glare at the creep. "Pass" the look on glasses falls. Now it's my turn to smirk. I reach over to the tray and down the shot in one gulp. The liquid burns my throat as it goes down. It tastes like bitter blue raspberry. I wrinkle my nose in disgust, I hated raspberries.

The game continues on for I don't know how long. I've lost count of how many shits I've had and how many people I have kissed. I don't know if that's good thing or a bad thing. I decide to just not think about it. Now seems like a pretty good idea to go and dance. Yeah, I wanted to go dance. I stand up stumbling a bit in my step, whoops. Guess I was clumsy tonight. I stalk away from the drinking game, walking in between people dancing and talking, trying not to get hit by uncoordinated limbs.

I hand wraps around my wrist. I whip around, who was touching me? "Julian" I murmur, recognizing the familiar face even in the dark. He gives me his signature smirk "Princess" he replies. I take a step closer to him. I let his hold slip from my wrist to my hand. I use my free hand to trace along his jawline. My nail lazily glides along his facial features. "You left before I had a chance to kiss you" Did I? I would have thought I kissed my own boyfriend.... I mean, fake boyfriend. Yes, he was my fake boyfriend. "Huh, well that's a shame.. not" I laugh to myself. What was so funny? "You are SO drunk" Julian states in an almost lazy tone. I giggle "So are you"

"Fair enough"

"I wanna go dance" I blurt out. He raises a brow at me "You sure?" I nod "Yeah" I pull him along to the dance floor.

I sway my hips along to the beat of the music. My eyes daring him to join me. He lets go of my hand and joins me. We dance around each other. My nails slinks across his chest as I circle around him. He grabs hold of my hand and spins me to him. His chest presses against my back. I giggle, I move my body against his. I feel a tingling sensation spread across my body. I ignore it, all that mattered was what was happening here and now, around me. Which just happened to be Julian.

A bead of sweat formed at the nape of my neck. Lights were flashing everywhere. The room blared with loud music, making you scream if you wanted someone to hear you.  My body was pressed against his as we moved together to the best of the song. It felt so natural, like breathing. I didn't  have to think about it, I didn't second guess myself, I just danced. Somewhere in the back of my foggy mind was a little voice telling me that what I was doing was wrong and I should just go home but I didn't want to. I was having fun and it felt good. I didn't want to stop. How did I end up here?  That didn't matter now. Now when I was dancing with the hottest guy at my school.  I felt tired now, I was worn out. Who knew how late it was, certainly not me. I stop dancing and face Julian. "What's wrong?" He asks confusion crossing his face. I shake my head "Nothing, just tired" he nods. His arms are snaked around my waist. Staring up to his face, his eyes flicker to my lips. My hearts was beating rapidly in my chest, I really hope he couldn't hear it from where he was. I lick my lips, they felt so dry.  But they didn't feel dry anymore, they felt warm. His lips had found mine. My body responds to his touch almost immediately. My lips move along side his, my fingers curled into the hair at the nape of his neck. Pulling him closer, my back slams against a wall that I didn't even know was there. We were just dancing in the middle of the dance floor know we were making out in some corner like there was no tomorrow. I knew deep, deep, deep down somewhere I was going to regret most of the night but like I've been doing all night. I procrastinated my worrying and my doubts. I ignored the little whispers in my head and the aching in my heart that knew what I was actually doing and ignored it. Instead, I enjoyed it.
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