Busker Boy

Friday night

It's Friday night, do I go or do I not. I finally make up my mind, I'm going because of Ella and I don't want to look like a total piece of shit not going. Brushing the nots out of my long blonde hair and putting mascara on my natural long eyelashes. I put on a grey knitted crop top, ripped denim shorts, knitted cardigan and some old black laced sneakers. I make my way inside of the party, the smell of smoke and vodka messes with my sense of smell and music blaring too loud for my eardrums to handle. I walk outside and see Ella making out with popular boy Jake Higgins. Jakes drunk because I don't ever think he would kiss Ella. I guess I'll let them be, I stand away from the blaring music all alone looking up into the night sky. I'll leave soon because I don't want my mum knowing I go to house parties, if she found out I would be in deep shit. Luckily she's gonna be home late tonight and dads on a business trip. Suddenly I feel a warm hand go down the side of my thigh. I thought it was Brandon but it wasn't, it was Josh Colons. "What the fuck are you doing?! Don't touch me!" I slap his hand away from me. "Oh come on you've never had fun like this! You should give it a try for once, you don't want to be known as the virgin of the school do you?". "No one would have a clue if I did have sex In the first place anyways!". I can't tell if he's drunk or not he doesn't smell of any alcohol. He grabs my waist and pulls me closer, he has a tight grip and I can't get away, he licks my neck and kisses it gently. "Stop you freak!" I try my best to get away but nothing's happening. Josh moves his hands down into my pants. Tears start swelling in my eyes as a close them tight. I feel some kind of force rush past my face and Josh let's go of me. Opening my eyes he's on the ground slowly getting up whipping the blood from his mouth. Brandon's standing there, "are you ok?". I sniff and wipe away a tear, "yeah I'm ok". "You fucking bastard! I'm gonna kill you!" Josh screams as he tries to punch Brandon in the mouth. Josh trips and falls on the ground again too dizzy to stand. "Come on let's get out of here" I hop into Brandon's car and we drive to his place. "How do you have a car but not a job?". "Sometimes I steal my dads car and drive around at night" of course he does. We walk into his room, there's a punch hole in the wall and the slight smell of cigarettes and alcohol drift around the room. He hands me a glass of god knows what but I trust him and take a sip, it's just water. "Sorry you had to see that". "No thank you for saving me back there". I'm sitting on his bed and he's rolled his old squeaky black office chair in front of me. He sits there leaning back into it looking into my eyes, its quiet, peaceful and content. He gives me a grin, that same grin that made me fall for him the second I saw him. He leaned in close to my face putting his hands around my waist pulling me onto the chair. Why am I letting him do this to me, why do I want him to. He kisses my lips softly, I don't pull away from his grip and now I'm on the chair with him sitting in his lap with his arms around my waist kissing me passionately. His kisses are like good dreams and happy thoughts. He picks me up and sits me on his desk whilst he kisses my neck and lips. "I can taste that jerks saliva". I giggle and he starts moving his hands up my shirt squeezing and playing with my breasts. 9:50pm, shit my mums gonna be home, but I want him, I want Brandon.