One Shots- Lynn Gunn

Hell No's And Headphones

~Carly~

"I don't even wanna go to this stupid party anyway!"
I can't believe my roommate Rebecca is making me go to a party. It's a school night, and I have a big test coming up in a few days.
"Come on Carly, you've been on edge for the last couple of days, you need to lighten up- loosen up a bit!"
She is right about me being stressed, but I hate parties.
"You are going to that party Carly and I will NOT take no for an answer."
"Urgh fine, you win. But you gotta pay me back another time."
"Deal. Now come on Carly, get dressed and put some makeup on."
Alright, what do I have to wear? Ooh I know. That maroon crop top looks good on me, and I'll pair it with some black high waisted jeans and a pair of black boots. There. Makeup wise... lets go with the only makeup look that I can do decently- orange toned eyeshadow which contrasts from my blue eyes, making them stand out, a little bit of winged eyeliner, and finish it off with a dark crimson lip. Perfect.

We arrive at the party and before I knew it, Rebecca was off, probably finding some guy to hook up with. Great. I'm alone at a party I didn't want to be at in the first place. Walking into the house was a struggle, I had to manoeuvre my way around sweaty bodies that were grinding against each other. I finally make it into the kitchen, which is filled with drunk teenagers swigging gallons of Jack Daniels and Jameson Whiskey. Poor kids gonna wake up with the worst migraines tomorrow morning. I just take a cup and fill it with tap water, then I leave the room. I've barely been here for two minutes and this party is already a nightmare. As I walk the halls I feel eyes looking me up and down (well the ones that weren't shoving tongues down each other's throats) in shame, like they knew I didn't belong. I gotta get myself out of this mess. How about the bathroom. I head on upstairs, still dodging slumped up bodies that are piled on each step, and I find the bathroom. The door is slightly open so I walk in.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry"
A group of girls are hovered around the counter and are snoring lines of coke.
"It's fine, you wanna join?"
"I think I'm good, I'm just... gonna go now"
As I'm leaving the room a man accidentally bumps into me.
"I- I'm sarrrry heyyawennaguheveseeeeeeee"
Oh wow, he's that drunk he's speaking gibberish- almost like he's speaking a completely different language! He's stumbling over his own feet and can barely walk an inch. I betta settle him down.
"Come on now mister, let's take you somewhere quiet. You wanna take a nap? Come on, let's go take a nap." I offer him my arm which he accepts immediately, well he more or less falls onto it and I escort him into a bedroom.
"Here you go buddy, let's get you settled down here" I place him on the bed and he instantly falls asleep. It's actually nice and quiet in this room, I think I'm gonna spend the rest of the party in here. Alone. With that guy asleep on the bed. But mostly alone.

I put my earphones in to drown out the muffled party sounds. I decide to listen to some Paramore and I place my phone in my pocket. There. Finally peaceful.
A few moments later a blonde woman walks in. She doesn't look drunk, or drugged. She's wearing a suit vest, sporting her defined muscles, and some pants that stop st the ankle because she is so tall. She signals to me to take my earphone out so that she could talk to me.
"What you listening to?"
"Just some Paramore, currently Crushcrushcrush is on."
"Oh cool, I love Paramore. Can I join?"
"Sure."
I hand her my left earbud and let her sit to the right of me. I enjoyed being in the comfort of this girl. A few seconds pass with us sitting in silence, until she starts the conversation.
"So, how did you end up here?"
"Well I got in this thing called a car, and I drove here.
"Ha ha, very funny. I mean how did someone like you end up at a party like this? I can tell you're not the party type."
"Oh and what gave that away, huh? Was it the fact that I'm drinking a cup of water, or was it the fact that I was sitting all alone in a room with earphones in during a party where there's music playing anyway?"
"I like your sarcastic humour."
"Thanks, I try. If you must know, my friend dragged me to this hell hole. I've been kinda stressed lately so she thought that taking me to a party would make me feel better."
"Oof, I've only known you for three minutes and I already know that a party isn't a good thing for you to loosen up."
"Right?! I just wanna go home and sleep at this point. Nothing would make me happier."
"I could give you a ride home?"
"Although I appreciate the offer, I have a friend that I have to take home so I best wait for her."
"Who's your friend again?"
"Her name's Rebecca."
"Oh yeah I know Rebecca, we're in the same art class. I actually just saw her making out with Joseph in the other room, and I think they were leading on to do... other stuff. I think she's in good hands."
"Alright then, let's go then."

I sit in the passenger seat of her car and she takes out a Paramore CD and begins to play it.
"I didn't get your name"
"I'm Carly, and you are?"
"I'm Lyndsey, but Lynn is fine."
"Well Lynn, thank you for this ride, and thank you for making the party that slightest bit better."
"Oh no problem. I could see how distressed you looked- it was kinda cute, but it looked like you needed saving from that place."
"It was cute? What's that supposed to mean Lynn?"
"Nothing, just that you looked cute. That you look cute."
I look over at her and she is looking at me with kind eyes, and a small smile playing at her lips.
"I guess you're kinda cute too."
"What do you mean "I guess"?"
I shrug and she pushes my upper arm playfully, making me giggle. Before I knew it we were outside my house.
"I guess this is goodbye. Maybe I'll see you around?"
I begin to open the door but Lynn grabs my hand and stops me.
"Wait!"
She lifts her hands up to grip my shoulders, and she drags me towards her and begins to kiss me. Her lips are so soft and delicate, but most importantly they do not taste like alcohol. We break the kiss and she grabs a sharpie from a compartment and grabs my arm to write on it.
"Here is my phone number. I'll text you in the morning. See ya soon Carly."
"Goodnight."
She kisses me one last time before I get into the house and go to bed. That's how the worst party of my life turned into the best party of my life.