Promise the stars

Beer soaked kisses in the park...whut?

S.O.T.D MAKEOUT BY RIXTON (SUCH A FUN SONG)

Andrew to the side>

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So we talked.

We talked over the sounds of a girl fight, we talked over the sounds of multiple drinking games, and we even talked over Seth puking his guts out and Trish gently cooing.

We talked about everything and nothing, important things and silly things; anything that we could translate while lazily laying across the floor, we talked about.

And you know what?

It was amazing.

Andrew wasn't like other boys who pretended to listen so they could grope. Andrew didn't listen just for the sake of it; he actually cared. He wasn't afraid to scoff at things, question ideas, or pause me so he could laugh. Talking to Andrew, in a word, was what I had always needed.

"Wait, so she put blue dye in your conditioner?" He set his gaze on me as the morning sun gently rose over the horizon, setting a tint on his face.

"I kid you not....that should have been my giveaway that she wasn't friend material" I shrugged playing with his shoelace as he tried to move it out of reach.

"Stop that" he murmured as I moved around like a cat after it's ball of yarn, "You look stupid"

"And you don't?" He stopped his weird foot movements and glared at me before breaking into a grin.

"You're stupider looking..." I rolled my eyes at his lame come back as Ethan burst through the door.

"You're missing your own party!" He yelled hauling me to my feet.

"I don't know if you know this but I'm not exactly dressed for a party" I mumbled pointing at my stained tank top.

"Dude, I don't care...I give you two minutes" He shrieked shuffling out of the room. I did feel pretty bad that I hadn't even stayed for my own party. I quickly began looking for a shirt before feeling a pair of intense eyes on me.

"Go do it" Andrew murmured with a mischievous glint in his eyes. My eyebrows wrinkled and he rolled his eyes, "Go get your revenge"

"On Aidan?" I hadn't even thought about her.

"No, on Bob" He watched me impassively, "I know you're itching to mess her up"

"I...I actually kind of forgot about that" I turned from him and pulled a black vneck on, hoping it was stain resistant.

He gave me a long look before standing up and shrugging, "Interesting"

"Yep" I nodded opening the door and entering the beer scented hallway, "Grown women let things like this go"

Andrew gave me a soft smile before pressing his hand to the small of my back and ushering me into the party, past a couple of rowdy guys.

I spotted Aidan in a corner the same moment her eyes locked on Andrew. The way she walked over to us was nothing short of a cat walk strut and it boiled my blood.

"Where did you go? I missed you" She spoke silkily, ignoring me yet again. Icicles formed along my neck as her stupid hand touched Andrew's forearm, "I didn't think Harper needed an escort"

Screw it!

I grabbed a discarded cup full of what appeared to be cranberry juice but smelt like straight vodka and tapped her on the shoulder. The moment she turned to glare at me, her formerly white shirt was a sickly shade of pink.