Break Your Little Heart// A Thomas Fanfiction

Chapter 24

Author's Note: attn psa this chapter gets racy idk so if you dont like that stuff im sorry but weyhey my fanfiction smd 

We walked into the party, and all my worries had become reality. The music was some top 40 shit and everyone was grinding and drinking wine coolers and bud light. It was all very dignified to say the least.

“Want me to get you a drink?” Thomas asked, trying to talk over the music without shouting in my ear.

“I’m good,” I said, pulling a diet coke out of my bag.

“Now who’s prepared,” Thomas laughed. “I’m going to go get something, stay right here.”

“Alright,” I nodded. He walked off and I hurried to the bathroom. There was a long line in the one near the front of the house but I found one near the rec room where guys were hustling pool. I closed the door behind me quickly and pulled the vodka out of my bag. I dumped a quarter of my diet coke in the sink and topped it off with the alcohol. I took a swig of the concoction and coughed, at first it burned a little bit but I quickly felt the buzz. I left the bathroom and squeezed past gyrating bodies and stood back where Thomas had left me. He arrived about 3 minutes later, red solo cup in his hand.

“You look kind of like a frat boy,” I told him, noting his now untucked shirt.

“Does it turn you on?” Thomas asked suggestively.

“Little bit,” I said, I wish I could’ve blamed it on the alcohol.

“Do you dance, or is that above you?” Thomas teased, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me closer to him.

“Depends,” I said, starting to sway my hips.

“On what?” Thomas asked.

“If my partner is good,” I placed my bottle in my bag and wrapped my arms around his neck. The deep beat from the music sent tremors through the floor and up my spine. Thomas chugged the beer and threw his cup to the ground before trailing a finger down the side of my cheek and along my jawline. My breathing caught as the world escaped my comprehension. I had tunnel vision right now, and all I saw was the beautiful eyes of the boy in front of me. I felt Thomas rest both hands on my hips as our hips moved in a circular motion.

Then his knee slid in between my legs and my grip on him tightened. I was a virgin, and I had never felt the need to lose it. But as Thomas’s knee was grinding against me, I felt something pool in the bottom of my stomach. I knew people were watching, and I knew I had to put a stop to whatever this was and find somewhere more private.

“Thomas.” I whispered in his ear.

“Say that again,” he breathed, kissing my neck.

“People are watching,” I told him. He sighed, I almost laughed, he thought I wanted to stop. “Let’s go find somewhere more secluded.”

“Only if you keep using words with three syllables,” he replied. He took my hand and we walked around the house together, Thomas said hi to some people as I avoided the looks of the girls that were paying me to be with Thomas. I wanted to scream “ARE YOU HAPPY? BECAUSE I AM!” But I resisted that urge, and continued walking around with Thomas. We walked upstairs a subtly as possible, and Thomas found Joey.

“Hey,” Thomas smiled at him and Tati.

“Hey man,” Joey shook his hand and returned the smile. “Glad to see you came out, and with Scarlett!”

“This is exciting,” Tati added.

“Do you talk about me?” I asked, placing a hand on my chest.