Just a Hopeless Crush

chapter 3

later that night I was getting ready for steff's party. I was really nervous about what would be happening between me and steff tonight. I didn't wanna over dress, but I didn't wanna under dress. I just settled on a big, white shirt and some short-ish shorts.

   I was snapped out of doing my makeup by the sound of my phone ringing. confused as to who would be calling, I walked over to the phone and answered it.

   "hello?"

   "hey baby"
  
  how did steff get my number?

   "oh hi steff, um what were you calling for?"

   "well, I was just wanting to tell you that when you get to my house for the party in a little bit, that I want you to come straight to my room as soon as you get there. I'll have drinks so you don't need to get any, and we'll talk privately."

   steff was always so demanding, at least I wouldn't have to go through the trouble of being pushed around when trying to get a drink.

   I was so caught up in my thoughts and so surprised that I didn't realize steff had hung up.

   I huffed in annoyance, knowing he would blow a fit if I didn't do exactly as he asked, that's just steff. he's used to getting what he wants.

   I looked at my clock and realized it was time to head to the party. steff only lived a couple minutes away from me so that I didn't have to drive too far.

   when I pulled up to steff's house the party was already in full swing. music blaring and the sequels of girls were heard from outside. I sighed, closing my car door, and made my way to the front door.

   before I could open the door, travis flew the door open and drunkenly stumbled into me. I lost my breath as he grabbed onto me as support, bringing himself into the position where it would look like we were about to kiss.

    "claire! I didn't know if you were gonna show baby! thank god you did, cause steff is getting grumpy and all these girls are starting to get boring!"

   I winced at his loud voice, his drunken mind telling him to scream in order for me to hear.

   "travis, I gotta go see steff. if you need a ride home come get me alright! don't you even dare getting into your own car!"

   he nodded his head with a silly looking smile on his face. I giggled at his stupid behavior and made my way inside.

   the first thing I see is steff waiting at the bottom of the stairs, cigarette in between his lips and a drink in his hand. he has the tips buttons of his shirt undone, showing a little bit of his perfectly tan and buff chest. he makes eye contact with me as you blows some smoke out and gives me a little smirk as I head over to him.

    "hey baby, follow me."

   I follow steff, but not before a group of guys come running past me to get more drinks, causing me to stop mid-step so that I don't get trampled.

   steff looks back, seeing me wait for them to pass. he comes back down and takes my hand, bringing me up the stairs as the guys automatically stop to let us pass. we exchanged smiles before he lead us into his room, no words said.

   "I haven't been to one of your parties since freshman year, I see they got even crazier!"

   he smiles a little bit, then puts out his cigarette. pours a drink for me, then hands me the glass.

   "well, I just keep testing my limits with my old man. try to destroy the house as mush as I can    before my parents come home from whatever vacation they went to."