That night all three of us went to a party to get our mind off things. There was alcohol, smoke, and music. My parents would kill me if they knew I was here.
I stuck to the boys like glue. I didn't know anyone here, all I knew was they were from school. Paul was already smoking something.
Paul looked at me. "Want a hit?" He asked as he held out the cigarette.
"I would." George took it from him, and puffed on it. He sighed. "I needed that, thanks." He handed it back to Paul, who was currently a bit annoyed.
"I was offering that to y/n, not you." He glared at the boy.
"Oh, well...." He chuckled a bit.
"Thank you Paul." I decided to try, but I've never smoked before. I took the cig in my hand and puffed on it. I started to coughing because I had no idea what I was doing.
The boys started to laugh at me, and Paul patted my back. "You alright love?"
I nodded and started to laugh. "I'm definetly out of place here."
"Yeah..." George smiled and walked over to get some beers, and Paul took his cig back.
"It's alright love. You know we can always leave." Paul looked at me with a serious expression.
"No that's okay." I smiled at him as George came back.
"Let me guess, you've never had a beer before either?" George chuckled as he raised one eyebrow. He must know when he does that it drives me crazy.
"Aye! Lay off George." I laughed nervously. I really wanted to impress him.
"Yeah quit it." Paul grabbed a beer and took a swig.
"Were too young..." I pointed out, and George only shrugged. I sighed and grabbed it.
George clinked his drink with mine, and took a swig of his own. "Come on, it's not that bad! It's only one!"
"Who's gonna drive us home?" I looked at the boy, then back at the drink. "George, my parents are gonna be pissed."
"Then..." He sighed. "Then don't drink it, it's fine." He smiled, but I felt like I was disappointing him. But then again, I felt like if we're to drink this, something bad would happen.
Paul put out his cigarette and went into the backyard. George and I followed behind, but George made sure I was alright.
George stoped for a second and turned me around to face him. "Hey, just relax. This is supposed to be fun."
I nodded and turned back around to see Paul with a guitar. "Uhh Paulie, where'd you get that?" I giggled.
"It was sitting right here." He started to play, but he messed up a bit and George wasn't having it.
"Aye, let me play." George grabbed the instrument right out of Paul's hands. "Any requests?"
"Hey!!" Paul yelled. "I was playing that." He pouted.
"I don't care." George chuckled and started to play a song. He was very talented.
Paul had started to dance with me, without warning. He smirked and twirled me.
I could see why girls fell for him. He's such a cutie, and very romantic. I looked over at George who was smiling at the two of us. He was the guy I wanted.
Paul soon got bored and ran off to get fully drunk. I looked over at George, and he no longer was there.
I walked around the back, until I noticed him and some guys. He was talking and laughing loudly. He was already drunk.
I decided to walk over there anyway. "Hey George." I smiled at him. The guys around him whistled and cat called.
"What's a pretty little bird like you hanging out with a guy like him?" A boy with Buddy Holly glasses asked as he came over to me. His breath didn't have the scent of alcohol to it.
"Why can't I hang out with George?" I folded my arms and stared down the boy.
"Quit flirtin' with 'er Lennon." George said. He sounded drunk.
"Why do you care?" The boy snickered and put an arm around me. I immediatly pulled away. He chuckled. "Oh right I should probably introduce myself first. I'm John."
I nodded and sat next to George. He smiled at me, and I could smell the alcohol on him. It was strong.
"Well that's impolite." John laughed.
"It's impolite to act the way you are acting." I glared at him.
"I was only joking around love." John sat next to me. He inched his way closer to me. Honestly he was very cute.
"Is this a joke too?" I scooted closer to George. I suddenly felt an arm around me. George had just set me in his lap.
John started to laugh. "You really do like her huh Geo?"
He liked me? I started blushing madly, and I looked at him. He nodded. "Yeah.." He's very drunk, that's all.
"George you have a girlfriend." I reminded him.
John started to laugh even more. "For fucks sake George!"
"I don't care..." He was now only inches away from my face. He reeked of alcohol.
"George you're very drunk." I giggled, but didn't move.
"So what if I am..." He got ever closer, our noses touching.
The boys around us were silent, except for John who was giggling like a little kid. "George, you're gonna regret this mate."
He shook his head and kissed me.
