Sidelined (The QB Bad Boy and Me)

Bonus chapter • Dray 9

Party scene.
Cute graphic up above made by agatharoza ! Love it. ❤️

D R A Y S • P O V

I'm a little buzzed.

But hey, it's my birthday.

The evening is in full swing and it's still early. I have to assume that the nights progression will lead to more guests, more booze and inevitably some drama. That's just how it goes. It's always a good time though.

The den is packed. Dallas and I are seated on the sofa with a group of friends gathered around. The music thumps, the sound of pool balls smashing into each other and loud slurred chatter sounds throughout the space.

A spare couch has been pushed up to create a circle of sorts. Austin, Chrissy and Maxon are squished on to the two seater sofa while Dallas, Jed and I are on the other.

And my girl looks gorgeous. As usual.

She's seated on my lap, her arm resting over my shoulder and around my neck as she cradles a bottle of jack in her spare hand. I can tell that she's bored. She doesn't really associate with anyone here aside from Spencer. I'd offered to whisk her upstairs and hide away with her for the rest of the evening. But she won't let me. She insists that I need to stay and socialise at my own party.

"Do you's remember Michelle Wyatt?" Austin gets the attention of the group, redirecting the conversation for the billionth time in the last half n hour.

The group collectively appear as though they don't have a clue. Looks of uncertainty and small shoulder shrugs are prominent.

"Stacy Wyatt's little sister?" Maxon asks from his spot on the edge of the couch.

"Yeah!" Austin snaps his fingers with a bright expression. Everyone else seems a little more caught up now. "Michelle's pregnant."

"Damn. Isn't she like super young?" Chrissy - Austin's date - looks mind blown.

And half cut.

"Yeah she's like fifteen."

"That's so sad." Dallas pouts before she takes a sip of the drink in her hand. I'm surprised by the initiation at participating in the conversation. But I'm glad none the less.

"Yeah apparently the baby daddy took off. Michelle's Dad is pissed!"

"Fuck, I'd probably do the same though." Maxon snorts like the obnoxious toss that he can be and I feel Dallas stiffen. My hold on her waist tightens a little in a message of comfort.

"If you guys wanna fuck around and hit it raw then be prepared to deal with the consequences." She shrugs with a subtle scowl on her face. She's attempting to appear less pissed off than she really is. My hand slides along her bare silky thigh as I rest my forehead on her shoulder so that no one can see me laugh.

It's always amusing when Maxon gets put in his place.

"She has a point." Chrissy speaks up and I automatically notice the abrupt distaste on Austin's features. Something tells me that the two of them won't last very long. "I mean, you boys wanna have all the fun and tell us bullshit like, your dicks are too big for a rubber and other nonsense! But then bolt when your little creatures end up in our uterus. You're all a bunch of assholes."

She stands up and storms off which I don't think any of us imagined was where the conversation was headed. A small lull in the group brings on an awkward pause as eyes dart around in surprise at one another. However, it doesn't take long before a hum of conversation picks up again.