Falling For You

-VIII-

Song: Say You Won't Let Go -James Arthur 

Harley 

Even at the distance we parked from the house you could still hear the loud music. It reverberates throughout the street, only getting higher in volume the closer you get. Gotta love high school parties. 

Ally's four inch heels click and clack as they walk enthusiastically towards the entrance. She spins around excitedly with a big grin on her face. 

"You guys ready?"

"Lee Lee, are you sure you didn't have anything before we picked you up?" 

She scowls. "Such a party pooper, be enthusiastic, be free, be a teenager!" 

And coincidentally Teenage Dream by Katy Perry is the song playing. The music so loud it thumps in my chest as we go through the doors threshhold. 

"You won't be saying that at the end of the night when you're drunk off your ass." He snorts. 

Ally ignores his statement and pulls us towards the grand kitchen; I still haven't figured out who owns this place. Whoever it is, is definitely loaded. The kitchen could probably fit the whole bottom floor of my house. 

"Oh to be rich!" Ally sighs clinging to my arm surveying the room too. "I need to get buzzed before we go dance." 

Laughing I agree with her and find the bar area. I don't usually get so drunk I pass out but it's nice to have that spike that makes you carefree. 

Drew leaves when he spots some of his buddies, going to chat with them. 

Approaching the bar we wait for the couple in front of us to grab their drinks. 

"Hey what can I get you beautiful ladies?" The bartender greets with a flirting tone. 

We order a few shots, we're both rather lightweights. Quickly filling the glasses he pushes them towards us. "Enjoy." 

Downing them in one go we thank him then head to the dance floor, we'll definitely be back for more. Finding a somewhat empty space in the midst of all the hormonal teenagers we groove to the beat. Though a lot less erotically than the other people who are practically dry humping. 

After dancing, or more jumping around like a maniac, to a few good bangers I decide to take a break as my legs are starting to get sore. Somehow Ally even in her high heeled shoes isn't tired.  

Feeling rather thirsty I opt for a sprite instead of alcohol. When I go to grab the cooler another hand accidentally bumps into mine. 

"Sorry," I automatically apologize. 

"You got a fetish with hitting me or something?" Wait it's him?! 

"Cody?" I look up confused, why do I always bump into him. 

"The one and only!" He flashes his hundred dollar smile. "Want one?" 

I glance down at what he's offering, Sprite. "Yeah, thanks." Who knew he could actually be nice? 

He casually but confidentially leans against the wall. "I'm surprised Andrew's not hovering around you." It's always so weird hearing him called Andrew, he'll always be Drew to me. 

"What do you mean? he's not always with me." He raises his brows giving me a pointed look saying 'really?'. "Okay so we're around each other a lot, but we're best friends it's normal." 

"Wanna dance?" The question catches me off guard. Why does he want to dance with me? 

"Why?" I ask suspiciously.