"My ear drums hurt already." Charlie joked as we pulled up to the house that the party was being held. We laughed at this, nodding our heads in agreement. Charlie wore a red dress that was fitting in the top and made her curves stand out a bit more than her usual Mom jeans, and button ups would.
"Woah. Looks fun." I say, getting out the door. Ryder got out on the other side and smirked at me. "What?"
"Nothing." He said, closing the door and walking to mine and Charlie's side.
"Come on guys! Let's see how many shots it takes for me to get buzzed." She said taking Charlie's hand and running inside with her.
"I guess I'm playing babysitter tonight?" I laughed walking along side Ryder.
"No, I'll watch over her. You have fun. I didn't plan on drinking anyways." Ryder said stopping in front of me.
"No Ryder, I'm not much of a party person as you are." I said, trying to walk around him. But Ryder just followed and blocked my way. "Ryder, move." I whined.
"Not until you give me the keys." He smirked giving me challenging eyes.
"Your going to have to pry them out my hands." I smirked, pushing him to the side and walking inside, my hips swaying to the side slightly. And I blushed knowing his eyes followed me as I walked inside.
I walked around the house and found Charlie and B dancing to the fast music. I smiled at this and was glad they were having fun. Charlie held a beer in her hand and B looked a little buzzed already. "Not much to get you drunk huh." I said to myself, laughing. Walking around a bit more I finally found the drinks. I grabbed a shot glass and a lime with salt. People had been taking body shots so it was all here for me. A boy with dirty blonde hair and a sharp jaw walked up to me and grabbed a shot glass filling it.
"Do I know you? You look familiar." He said, then taking the shot down.
"It's Delilah, Dylan. I've sat behind you in almost every class for three years." I said, confused.
"What? Delilah is that you? You seem more..."
"Put together. Ya, you tell me." I laughed understanding that I didn't put much effort into my look.
"Wanna play beer pong?" He offered pointing the the laughing group of friends who played beer pong in the corner.
"No, I'm driving. I came with my friends."
"Well it seems like you've changed your mind the moment you took that shot." He smirked. I looked down at the empty shot glass and blushed when I felt him grab it from me, looking me in the eyes. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the fun looking game. Ya I didn't come to a party to be sober anyways. A few drinks won't hurt.
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Ryder's POV
Silently sneaking out the room, careful not to wake the naked girl in the bed who's name I didn't even remember. Did she even tell me her name? Oh whatever. I buckled my jeans, walking down the hall. Sighing I ruffle my hair, walking closer to the stairs. Chanting came from down stairs, but I couldn't quite make out the words until I got closer.
"DE-LI-LA! DE-LI-LA!" The crowd of people cheered, all surrounding a table. I saw Dylan, a guy I sometimes talk to. His pretty cool I guess. Not as stupid as the other dudes at this fucking school. But what I saw next to him was shocking .
"Delilah?" I said. Delilah had been taking shots, as people took shots between her breast. She laughed when the guy licked her chest and what remained on her. I felt this anger rise in me, and this other feeling that I haven't really ever felt before.
"Hey- Ryder! Guys- it's Ryder!" Delilah said in between hiccups. She held her hands out for me and i couldn't help but smile at her adorable face. Her hair was a bit messed up and wild but she still looked perfect- I mean what?
"Dude what do you think your doing? It's my turn!" Some dude said gripping my sleeve. I turned and looked down at the dude and it seemed that he was already shitting his pants.
"What do you think she is huh?" I said picking him up by the collar. "Some fucking toy you can pass around and share? Get the fuck out of here." I snarled, throwing him to the ground.
"That was hot." Delilah said, hiccuping after words. I turned to her and see a drunk Dylan laughing at nothing, and Delilah looking at me with a drunken smile.
"I thought you said you weren't a party girl Cupcake." I smiled pushing her hair back and standing in between her legs.
"I lied." She said, her lips coming up to a smirk. She gripped my shirt at my waist, pulling me in roughly. I've never been more turned on in my life.
"You should be careful cupcake." I whispered, but my attention was all on her pink lips. She looked to be sobering up, and I could hear her heart racing, beating against her chest. But I was more afraid if she could hear my own.
"Why?" She whispered.
"Because I'm dangerous." I whispered, brushing a piece of hair behind her ear. She scoffed pulling me even closer and up against her.
"I like danger. Plus you don't scare me Ryder." She smirked, finally leaning in dangerously slow. I couldn't help it, so I closed the space and planted my lips on hers. She lightly sucked on my bottom lip, before pulling away, my lip being lightly tugged by her teeth.
"God your hot." I huffed, wrapping my arms around her tiny waist. She moaned, moving her lips to my neck, sucking and biting on every place that felt right. She smirked, pulling away and going back to my lips.
"Thanks. I could say the same for you, but I don't really wanna talk." She said, going back to my lips. I lightly tugged her hair, earning a moan from her lips. I tried getting access into her mouth but she was a bit resistant. I squeezed her ass making her moan and part her lips a bit, so I took my moment and explored her mouth. She seemed to enjoy it, relaxing more each second.
"Hey love birds." Dylan said walking back to us from where ever he was. I tried ignoring him, not wanting this moment with Delilah to end. But he kept staring at us and I grew annoyed. Pulling away from Delilah, her taking deep breaths,lips extra pink, and her cheeks red.
"What Dylan?" I asked annoyed.
"Was just wondering if you wanted the keys to one of the guest bedrooms. It's my house you know." He said holding up a a bunch of different keys with numbers. The house was a mansion and I wasn't surprised he kept the rooms locked.
"Sorry but I'm not the guy who takes advantage of drunk girls." I said, looking back at a more sober, yet drunk Delilah.
"Not like that dumbass. I won't allow that either way. Delilah's Cool."
"Why? do you and Delilah have a thing?" I asked, that feeling from earlier coming back.
"Dude chill. Delilah's friends with almost everybody. She thinks no ones likes her besides B because of the accident two years ago. But she's awesome. Your lucky to have her." He said before placing he keys in my hand. I look to the side and notice Delilah snoozing off to sleep, her head resting on my chest.
"What accident?" I haven't been this confused since I first learned how to put a condom on. And I was 12 when that happened.
"Ryder..." Delilah moaned, her eyes shutting. I held her up and made sure she didn't fall lifting her bridal style and she tucked her head into my chests. "You smell good." She yawned. Laughing I kiss her head and make my way upstairs.
"Only you Cupcake." I chuckled.
I swear I saw Charlie making out with someone in a dark corner but I couldn't see who it was and I wanted to place Delilah down so I didn't pay much attention. Girl was making the most of her night at least.
