His Drama Queen

Chapter 5

Listen to- Krippy Kush by Farruko, Nicki Minaj, Bad Bunny, Travis Scott

The party is in full swing by 10 o'clock. Everyone is here, the house is packed tight. There's a lot of people outside in the pool as well. All the liquor and beer is in the kitchen which is where I am at currently, drinking a beer. I can't get wasted unfortunately because Giana said if I threw a party then I have to make sure everything goes ok so no drinking. She's such a damn mom.

"Mari! Dude great party!" Some random guy yells at me. I just raise my beer bottle at him in reply. I have no idea who that was. I have no idea who half these people are honestly. I mean I technically invited the whole school and then I guess they invited other people. I walk out of the kitchen with a new beer in hand. I see people making out in dark corners, I see people grinding on the makeshift dance floor. I debate on grabbing someone to go dance with but I decided to do it later. I continue to glance around the room and my eyes stop when I see Beck on the couches already looking at me. Rebecca is sitting next to him trying extremely hard to get his attention but it's not working. He's staring at me so intensely I feel my cheeks heat up without my permission. He sends me a smirk and the most sexy wink I have ever seen. I try to get my red cheeks under control and send him a seductive smirk back.

"Mari! We got a problem in here!" Giana yells breaking mine and Beck's moment. I look back at the couches and see Beck is gone. I huff like a spoiled child and go to where Gi is. Her and Chase are in the entry way standing in front if some buff guys. They look like football players.

"What's going on?" I ask confused as to why I'm being called away from Beck and his wondering eyes.

"Some of the football players said these guys weren't invited." Chase says to me. I look around and see football guys from my school glaring at the other football looking dudes.

"They're Conwell douche bags." Ah I see now. Conwell is our rival school. Every time we play them a huge fight breaks out.

"Last time I checked I didn't invite anyone from Conwell to my party." I say standing in front of the one who looks like their leader crossing my arms. He checks me out looking at me from head to toe. Gross.

"Well we heard about this party through the grape vine and just had to check it out. And I'm glad we did. What's your name gorgeous?" He says stepping closer to me. I raise my eyebrow at him. Does he not know who I am?

"Hey. Back off dude." I hear a deep voice behind me. I get chills up my arms from how close Beck is standing behind me. The "leader" scoffs at him.

"And what is she gonna do about it? Huh?"

"Um. Do you not know who she is?" Beck asks the guy.

"No and I don't care who she is. We came to enjoy a party and that's what we're gonna do." He trys to step around me but I stick my arm out blocking him from going anywhere.

"You have about three seconds to get the fuck out of my house or I'll show you exactly who I am." I say fiercely. He laughs and turns arou to his buddies. They all laugh as well. He turns back to me and leans in close to my face.

"I don't think so sweetheart." I smirk at him.

"Times up."

I grab him by the back of the neck bringing his face down and raise my knee at the same time. His face collides with my knee making a loud cracking sound. He groans backing away from me. He lunges towards me trying to swing at me. I easily dogde it and send a jab to his temple then I send a hard "this is Sparta" kick to his stomach. I'm doing all of this in a bikini. I have no doubt that I'm about to have a nip slip. I assume that's why as soon as I finish kicking this guys ass, Beck wraps me up in his flannel shirt. I graciously take it from him. Our eyes connect for a brief second and I see amusement, lust, concern, all swirling around in his eyes. I turn back to the Conwell guys breaking eye contact from Beck. They "leader" dude is being picked up off the ground by his friends. His nose is bleeding and he has a bruise forming on his temple.

"Who the fuck are you?" He asks with a rough scratchy voice.

"I'm a DeLuca bitch. Now get the fuck out." I say irritated at these guys. I'm done dealing with them. Their eyes widen at my name and scurry out the front door quickly. Everyone in the party cheers loudly. I hadn't realised the music had been turned off until now.

"Let's party!" I say loudly and everyone goes back to what they were doing earlier. Getting drunk and trying to get laid. Everyone except Beck. He's still standing very close to me. He grabs my hand gently raising it up. I turn to look at his face to see him examining my bloody knuckles with concern in his eyes. He takes his eyes away from my hand and looks me right in the eyes.

"Come on. I'll clean this up for you." He says dragging me to the closest bathroom. There are people in there making out and he swiftly kicks them out. He gets under the counter grabbing the first aid kit. I just sit their watching him go through the kit trying to find what he's looking for. His eyebrows are scrunched and he looks focused. It's incredibly attractive. He finds some gauze and some alcohol wipes. He grabs my hand so softly and gental it surprises me. He starts dabbing the alcohol wipes on my cuts making me wince.

"Sorry." He says looking up at me. I don't say anything I'm to busy getting lost in his eyes. God damn I'm cheesy.

"So how do you know how to clean bloody knuckles so well?" I ask him as he's wrapping my hand. He tenses at my question.

"I have lots of practice." He says in a hard tone.

"Well thank you. I appreciate it." I say not asking about anything else. He looks up at me again his eyes softening.

"You're welcome Mariana." He says using my full name. He smiles at me and slowly let's go of my hand. I watch him throw away the bloody wipes. He looks up at me yet again and smirks at me. My heart flutters when he does. He then opens the door and walks out without another word. Fuck me this guy does something to me and I don't like it. I can't have a distraction.