Ways

7| So mean..

Briana's P.O.V

His smile was filling his face, I rubbed my neck awkwardly.

  Why would he smile? or say wow?

"You look so perfect when you laugh" Elliot shout-whispered tapping his finger on the top of my nose.

"I know right? She always thinks the opposite thing " Blake blurted.

"You should laugh more often then" Elliot said and started walking to the couch. I just stood there like an idiot saying nothing. I couldn't even breathe.

Well there's no reason for me to laugh when nothing is going on.

"Haha, ugh, uhm. I'm going downstairs" I didn't even took a look at their reaction and started my way to the door. Which sadly opened when I were standing in front of it.

"Ouch-" I said falling on the floor. The guy which opened the door just looked at me and did nothing, not even saying 'sorry'. He just stood there starring at me.

"Briana you okay?" Steven's voice behind me made me confused.

"Yeah. When did you come?" I asked still on the floor rubbing my forehead which got hit by the door, apparently of the guy's fault.

"Don't you see?" Steven ignored my question, asking the guy which opened the door instead.

"He came with Elliot. You were laughing so hard that you even didn't see him." Blake said lifting me up.

Thank god someone thought of helping me.

"Idiot" I hear the guy's voice murmuring it to himself and started walking to the group we just met.

"Hey, didn't you see what you did?" Blake walked over to the guy grabbing his shirt.

"Guys guys, relax" Amelia came between them.

"Hunter just apologize it's not that complicated" Elliot shouted back there.

Hunter, so his name was like him, dark, dangerous and mean. Hunter.

"F*ck no, she could've been less clumsy." Hunter said walking towards the couch, he had dark brown hair and he was very tall, even taller than Blake.

"Blake leave this asshole alone let's not destroy the party, c'mon let's go downstairs" I whispered in Blake's ear.

"First of all, I heard you, second I'm not an asshole, now-" Hunter came behind me. I thought he was on the couch when and how did he come behind me?

I think I need glasses.

"-You can show us your a*s on his way downstairs." He took my hair in his hands twirling and playing with it.

Anger started boiling in me.

"You can now take your dirty hands off me and I could show you how I could kick your tiny friend down there" I answered sarcastically pushing his hands away from me.