What the Future Holds (s.m)

Chapter 2

Finally ugh! Enjoy!!

EMILY'S POV

It's finally Friday! This whole week has gone by so fast. Tonight is the huge back to school party. It's held every year by this Senior that my whole group is cool with, Aiden. We'll be some of the few underclassmen and that worries me. Shawn knows how much I hate parties but Cameron keeps begging that I go.

School has been pretty interesting since the night Shawn and I kissed. I told Mahogany, but I don't think anyone else knows. They're picking up on the "more than best friend" hints though. Shawn picks me up everyday and insists he sits next to me at our lunch table. In class he'll subtly put his hand on my thigh or hold my hand when I'm standing up. It's the sweetest thing. I'm so relieved that it's not awkward between us. We haven't hung out a lot after school because he's been tutoring Aaliyah.

I'm skeptical about tonight because we haven't had a serious talk since the kiss. Its just been flirting. School drags by so slow and all I can think about is the party. The lunch bell finally rings and Shawn and I begin to walk to the cafeteria, catching up to the Jacks and Aaron. We meet Nash, Cam, and M at our table.

Cameron begins beaming about the party as we all discuss our plans for tonight. The boys begin talking about booze, and Mahogany and I zone out talking about what we're going to wear. "I have no cute outfits!" I exclaim to M.

"Okay we're totally getting ready together because you have to look hot for a certain someone," She winks.

"Oh please! Nothing is going to happen."

M insists she comes home with me to get ready. Shawn chimes in and is going to pick us up. The party starts at 8 but nobody ever shows up on time. We're going to leave 15 minutes earlier to arrive at 9.

School continues to go by slowly for the rest of the day. Shawn takes Mahogany and I to my house and we begin to get ready. She picks out a gorgeous off the shoulder bodycon top thats maroon, black ripped jeans, and maroon booties to match.

"Shawn is going to drool when he sees you!"

"M stop" I laugh; "The goal is to not be a slut lol"

Mahogany is wearing a dark green cropped tank,with ripped blue jeans and black wedges.

We spend a lot of time on our makeup, creating beautiful smokey eyes, perfect winged liner, and blinding highlight. I put loose curls into my long blonde hair and Mahogany leaves her tight curls the way they are.

While waiting on Shawn to get us, we take lots of pictures, posting them on snapchat and twitter. We finally see Shawn's Jeep roll into the driveway and we head downstairs with our phones.

We wait for the knock on the door before leaving. It's Cameron at the door. "HELL----O" He hoots looking us up and down. M nudges him laughing.

"Keep your eyes where they belong," I mess with Cameron.

"Yes ma'am but HOLY JESUS"

We walk out the door and I run to get shotgun with Shawn. As I open the door he greets me, grinning ear to ear.

"Hey Em" He blushes.

"Hey handsome!" I flirt admiring his navy button up with the sleeves rolled and khakis. His sleeves are rolled tight to expose his arm muscle, and I'm weak.

"Nice thoughts Emily," I think to myself, remembering that this boy is my best friend and I can't think like this.

We speed to the party; Cam and M jumping out the second we get there. I get butterflies in my stomach because of my fear of parties like this. Before get out Shawn gets concerned.

"Emily, stay by me and be smart. I don't want you hurt. If you don't like this we can leave," He warns kissing my hand.

"I'm gonna be fine, I want you to have fun, let's go!"

"I'm not going to have fun unless I know you're okay," Shawn finishes as we get out of the car. We walk into the house with booming music and warm bodies. Seniors look me up and down and I roll my eyes.

"Let's go dance!" Nash yells as we walk to the dance floor with him. For a little bit I actually had fun. Our whole group danced around the warm bodies next to us and really let loose. I think we were the only sober ones on the dance floor. The boys decide they need some booze and Shawn grabs my hand while we all begin to make our way to the kitchen where rounds of shots were being poured. Shawn and the boys gathered around the counter, M and I stayed back. One drink won't hurt right? I need to let go if I don't want to be a nervous wreck the whole party anyway. The boys are 3 or 4 shots in and Mahogany and I are bored of watching. She insists that we go back to dance. We grab our cups and start to dance, the boys not even realizing were gone. I want Shawn to have fun, not babysit me!

We dance forever, grinding against random bodies, jamming to the music, even spilling drinks as we move. I finally felt loose and it was so much fun! I felt hands meet my waist as I danced and I assumed it was Shawn so I just kept going. Mahogany laughed as she was sooo drunk at this point. Shawn was so into me dancing on him, naughty boy, so I kept moving. Some drunk football players walked on to the floor yelling for me to "back that ass up" lol, I wasn't aware of anything with so many people around and I was finally having fun at a party. I chugged a drink I was offered and continued to dance until the song was over, Shawn whispered in my ear over the loud music, "We should go find a room," and I kindly obliged and followed the hand upstairs. There were so many people and I couldn't even see in front of me, so I just made sure I didn't let go of Shawn's hand.

We got to the room and Shawn shut the door, turned me around, and violently began kissing my neck. Only then I realized, it's not Shawn. It's Jackson, Aiden's best friend, and he's known for screwing just about every girl in school. I push him off of me and yell "What the hell Jackson?!"

"What's wrong Emily? I didn't take you as the party type, but since you're here I wanna give you the full experience," he replies with a devilish grin.

"I thought you were Shawn, now leave me alone!" I yell again.

"Shawn can't save you now babe." He continues to suck on my neck, picks me up and throws me on the bed.

I continue to yell for help, for someone, anyone to get me out of this until Jackson's strong hand meets my mouth, and he begins to have his way with me.