Carmen

cause her liquors top shelf

just as our lips met, the blonde girl opened the door to let us out, giggling as i turned away from dan pretending to be breathless. aiden looked at me quizzically, but started to catch on once I started moving my hands under his shirt and started kissing my neck carefully like i was made of glass.

"so do you guys want a room?" the blonde giggled, obviously drunk off her head.

my intitial reaction was to give a good one-liner before sauntering off but i had a reputation to maintain so i nodded as if i was starving and i was offered a five course meal. i had forgotten all about acting like we were just about to have sex, my hands lazily roaming his back while he still kissed me like i was a pretty porcelain  doll.

the drunk ass people behind her weren't cheering like they did before, giving me the impression that this wasn't the show they wanted. i dug my nails into aiden's back, so he could get the message, which made him start sucking on my neck giving out a much better reaction of whoops and cheers from our classmates.

the girl yanked dan and i from the closet into a dark room, where she silently slipped me a condom before sauntering out of the room. we sat down on the bed in awkward silence for a while trying to work up the confidence to break the silence.

"so, about that," he said, his words shattering the silence that plagued us.

"we were going to be caught talking about our feelings by a drunk girl we both don't even know," i replied, suddenly realizing that i still had the bottle of jack in my hand and tipping it towards my lips.

"you still didn't have to kiss me," he retaliated, making me almost falter and spill the alcohol on myself.

i mulled it over for a couple seconds before answering, "consider it compensation for having to hear about my stupid drunk ass rant about my insecurities,"

he suddenly went silent, and from the corner of my eye i could see him looking at me with concern in his eyes.

i didn't want him to pry any deeper because i might say something stupid that he could hold against me, so i started scrambling for a way to save the conversation and decided to mumble, "i'm cold and i'd rather sleep anyway,"