Desire 2

Chapter Five

It had been two weeks since school started and I stil hadn't found that stupid book and apparently neither had Drew because he asked me about it almost every time he saw me. I didn't have any classes with him but I was able to make a few more friends. Nobody really noticed that I was the girl that dated Austin Mahone, which I found kind of surprising considering that we were in Miami but oh well.

I hadn't learned much over the past two weeks I'd been in school but I had learned one thing about myself: I was fed up. I was fed up with Austin and the fact that he wasn't here for me when I needed him and that he wasn't here for his friends or his mahomies and I was fed up with his selfishness and I didn't know how much more I could take. I was tired of being angry with the world because of one stupid guy's decisions and I was angry because I had broken my only dating rule: never let a guy control your life and he wasn't eve here and that's what he was doing. 

**

I was leaving my Humanities class on Friday morning when I heard a voice call me from behind. 

"Cam!" they shouted. 

I turned around to see Drew running towards me, away from a group of his friends. 

"Hey," I spoke as he reached me. 

"You look good," he smiled. 

I glanced behind him to see his friends, with flyers in their hands, making sexual gestures and noises in an attempt to grab Drew's attetion. I couldn't help but laugh as they did and waited for Drew to notice. 

He quickly turned his head around and returned to face them. 

"Oh my god. I hate them," he stated, as I began to laugh at his embarrasement. 

"It's fine,"  I managed to get out.

"Well, I actually came over here to ask you if you might want to come to our party tonight?" he smiled. 

"I don't know," I smiled.

"I promise it'll be fun and plus, if you don't say yes, my friends are going to give me complete crap for getting shot down," he smirked. 

"Okay, okay. I'll come," I laughed.

"Okay, good," he smiled, "let me go get you a flyer," 

He jogged back to his group of friends who gave him looks of gratitude before he ripped a flyer from one of their hands and found his way back in front of me. 

"Okay, well here you go," he spoke. 

"Thanks. I guess I'll see you later then," I smiled. 

"Yeah, you will," he winked, before turning around and heading back to his group of friends. 

**

It was 8pm and the party was about to start so I decided that I should probably get dressed. 

 I threw on my favorite pair of leather pants and tossed on a red peplum top with my hair curled. 

I was completely alone in the dorm, considering that Liv had already left to start her partying for the weekend, which wasn't really suprising. 

**

I made my way to Drew's dorm or whatever the address on the flyer was and arrived to the sight of a house with an uncountable number of people going in and out of it with flashing lights in each window. I stepped forward, past the couples making out on the front porch and into the doorway. As I did, I couldn't help but overhear the comments from some of the guys about the party and the girls at it and the "action" they were getting tonight. 

The house smelled of pot and alcohol and was insane. People were falling all over each other and occasionally fell over me as I was walking. I kept scanning the crowd for Drew as I walked through the house but there was no sight of him. Of course there wasn't though. He was probably hooking up with some sorerity girl upstairs or something. I didn't know why but the thought of that made me angry. 

All of a sudden, a tall, black-haired guy appeared in front of me. He was obviously wasted as I could tell from his almost falling on me. Literally. 

"Hey sexy," he spoke, his words slurring. 

I raised my eyebrow in surprisement and a little bit of annoyance. 

"I got something for you if you wanna come upstairs with me," he added. 

From behind me, I could hear his friends laughing and muttering their words together as he stood in front of me. This guy was a complete dick and needed to be put in his place so I made sure what I said next was loud enough for all of his friends to hear. 

I smiled, innocently at him before starting to speak. 

"You know, I would but I kind like to aim a little higher, if you know what I mean," I almost shouted, flashing my eyes down onto his crotch. 

HIs jaw completely dropped as the shouts from his friends turned to loud "oooh"s. 

"Alright. Well, that was very mean but I'm willing to give you a second chance," he mummered stepping towards me. 

I put out my hands as if to push him off but he instead grabbed them to pull me closer. 

"Get off me," I whispered. 

"Come on baby. Have a little fun," he smiled. 

"No, seriously. Get off of me!" I shouted, starting to panic. 

In an instant, someone appeared behind me, yanking my hands away from his grasps and pushing him away from me. 

"I believe that she said for you to get off of her," a deep voice demanded. 

I looked up to see that it was Drew standing next to me, with a stern look on his face. I couldn't tell if he was pissed or just hated this guy to begin with. 

"Calm down, Greyson. There's no harm done," he slurred. 

"There will be if you don't get you and your friends asses the hell out of my party," Drew demanded. 

I smiled as he stood beside me and the guys shuffled their way out of the house. He turned as they walked, watching them leave before focusing his attention on me. 

"Sorry about that," he stated. 

"It's fine but I could've handled that guy myself," I teased. 

"Oh, I know," he began, shoving his hands into his pockets and leaning against a nearby wall. 

"But it was more fun for me to do it. I've never liked that guy anyways," he added, beginning to laugh.