And then I found you....

Chapter 3

I stumbled back into the room pulling the shirt as low as it would go to make sure my ass was covered. Instead of taking my previous seat next to Lucas I decided to sit on the floor next to Courtney. I couldn't think of anything else than sitting near him but I knew that it wasn't a good idea right now. I had to figure out what had I done to make him hate me? seriously? I grabbed my freshly made drink off the coffee table and downed it hoping to push my feelings down further with every gulp I took. The strong liquor burning my throat.

'Hey so what went on out in the hall way? Jess was super jealous' Court whispered in my ear.

I blushed as I remembered my encounter with Jordan. Where had he come from? I didn't see him out earlier, I decided I needed to find out more about this sex god of a boy! Hold on a minute why did I care? He was just a stupid jerk! But before I could stop myself I blurted out.

'Who is this Jordan?'

'Well he's a bit older than us, I'm pretty sure he went to school with my brother all I really know is he's been in the army and just got out' she explained.

'Really? Well he's a jackass that's for sure!' I said a bit louder that I meant to.

I could feel two eyes burning into the side of my head, I turned into the direction they were coming from. Jordan was sat there with his biceps flexing grinning widely at me. Shit he must of heard me I thought, I quickly turned my head back to face Courtney. My hair covering my tomato shaded face.

'Yeah but look at him! I could put up with a jackass if he looked like that' she smirked.

'Are you guys playing or not?' Adam called out to us over the table.

We carried on playing the drinking game, not that I needed any more drink in me. I should probably of stopped a while ago however I was still upset and thought drowning my sorrows was a good idea. Plus the feeling over being constantly starred at was making me feel nervous.

As we had a toilet break and I noticed Lucas heading up to the bathroom, I decided due to my Dutch courage that I was going to confront him. As I stumbled over to the door two arms reached out and blocked my way, I looked up to see those dark brown eyes starring at me.

'And where do you think your going?' He said as his arms reached round me and pulled me into him.

'Get off me you freak!' I shouted and scrambled away, I didn't want to miss my chance with Lucas.

I practically leaped up the stairs and bumped into him as he exited the bathroom. 'Wooahh, watch out' he jumped back in surprise.

'Why don't you want to talk me? I don't understand what have I done? Especially when your here with Brad?' I screamed.

'I told you I have nothing to say! We're done! And I'm here with Brad because he isn't the one that cheated on me!' He yelled back.

'I didn't cheat on you, I don't know how many times I have to tell you this! Brad is making it all up, I wouldn't do that to you! I-I-I love you!' I begged as a tear trickled down my face and I willed myself to not let another fall.

' and why would he possibly do that? Your the only liar here!' And with that he took off down the stairs leaving me there angry and upset.

I ran into the bathroom switching the light on and quickly locking the door, I didn't want anyone to see me burst into tears as I knew that I wouldn't be able to hold them back any longer. I sat on the toilet seat rocking back and forth replaying our argument in my head, seeing the angry and betrayal on his face was making it all the worse. After I don't know how long I heard a tap at the bathroom door.

'Shit, erm won't be a second' I called, I had completely forgot about everyone downstairs. As I scrambled around the bathroom throwing my used tissues in the bin and wiping the mascara marks from off my cheeks I finally unlocked the door to find that there was no one there.

I looked around and decided I might as well go back downstairs, as I walked in everyone turned to face me. I guessing they heard our argument upstairs. Adam was passed out on the sofa next to Courtney who was practically asleep interlaced with Adam. Jess was all over Jordan, she was sat on his lap with her hands behind his neck giggling like a little school girl. It was pretty pathetic however before I could think more about it my attention was diverted to Lucas and brad who look like they were having an argument in the kitchen.

'So your telling me the truth? Everything she said to me up there is bull?'

'Yeah man I wouldn't do that to you!' Said the other voice which I assumed was Brad's 'you do believe me don't you?'

'I dunno mate I don't know what to think or who to believe'

'Right well guess that's all you have to say then' he said before storming back into the room and out the front door.

'Woah what's his problem?' Courtney sat up startled by the sudden slamming of the door. I shrugged and Lucas walked back into the room and sat down on one of the sofas.

'Yeah I should get going too' Jordan said, stretching and getting up slowly basically knocking Jess onto the floor who hadn't realised he was moving being so transfixed on his chest that she had previously been stroking. He walked over to his jeans that were piled on the floor and bent over to put them on. Jess sauntered over to his trying her best to be sexy I could just about hear her whisper in his ear 'hey I have an idea why don't you just stay here. You can keep me warm in my bed?'

'Nah I can't I've gotta get going' he replied coldly.

He then walked over to me 'can I have your number then?' He asked me. At first I looked around unsure if he was speaking me to me. I stumbled on my words hesitating not sure if my answer should be no or yes. But before I could answer I voice that didn't belong to me did.

'Yeah sure mate I'll text it you now' Lucas said with a small smile that didn't reach his eyes , his eyes looked hurt. Was he really that over us to give my number out to one of his friends. I didn't understand his boy logic, he was mad at me because he thought I'd cheated with one of his friends, so instead he chucks me towards another one of his friends.

'Cheers mate!' He replied as I heard his phone ring with the sound of a received message. 'You can keep the shirt, don't want you to forget me do I?' He turned to me with a cocky smile before leaving the house.