Restrain Me #WATTYS2019

-she just wanna dance-

May Seventeenth, 2007

Sloan finally found the house where the loud music was pouring out. "You ready Millie Willie?" She smiled wide at me as she reached for my hand.

"As ready as I'll ever be Bink." I smiled back as we squeezed eachothers hands before letting go and climbing from the car. We grabbed onto the others hands once again as we walked up the long sidewalk, where Brandon stood before us.

"Holy shit Amelia!" He wrapped his long arms around me as he looked me over. "Holy shit you look amazing." He smiled over at Sloan, knowing I would never ever wear this on my own.

"It wasn't easy to get to this end!" Sloan joked as we made our way into the loud home. People were everywhere as we pushed past to a large counter covered in bottles. "Where's Colson?" Sloan asked as she poured both of us a Vodka and Cranberry. She handed me mine as Brandon scaned the crowd.

"Found him. Follow." Brandon grabbed our free hands and pulled us through the large crowd. I followed close my little legs working harder than Sloan's or Brandon's. We soon stopped in front of the tall man I had been missing for a year now. He wore a simple back t shirt and light blue jeans, all topped off with his usual dirty ass chucks.

"Finally!" Sloan shouted causing me to giggle as we both look long drinks from our cups. I looked back up at Colson, seeing his stare at me just before he pulls his blunt to his lips.

Colson POV

This party was the same as always, lots of stupid drunk girls who don't care about anything. I rolled my eyes as yet another drunk bitch begged for my attention. I shrugged her off as I saw Slim walking towards me, two girls holding onto his hands.

"Finally!" One of the girls yelled as she took a big drink from her cup. The other girl giggled, as she did the same catching me off guard. She was so small, not even to my shoulder, her figure was captured perfectly by the tight black dress she wore. Every curve was held perfectly by the black fabric. I quickly raised my right hand, putting the blunt I had between my lips and lighting it.

"Good to see you too Colson." The taller of the two girls said, she moved closer, the smiling face of Sloan appeared.

"Oh it's you!" We both laughed as I pulled her in for a side hug, watching the other girl smile at us. I couldn't help but stare at her, there was something I couldn't explain pulling me to her. She looked over at me quickly, her eyes darting towards the ground, then she lifted her right arm to run her hand through her long blonde hair when I saw the black ink. "Princess?" I stepped closer to her, she looked up at me, her deep blue eyes taking me aback.

"Hey Wild Boy." She smirked at me, her eyes flashing so many different emotions I'd never seen before. Who the hell is this girl and why does she make me feel whole? I shook my head as I grabbed her hand, pulling her away from her friend, out of the loud crowded house out into the backyard, where only couples were, and they wouldn't be paying us any attention. I looked down at her again, seeing her old beat up chucks on her feet, I couldn't help but smile wider at her. "Okay, Wild Boy, care to explain why you dragged me out here?" Her soft voice filled my ears as she looked up towards me.

"I uh." Oh fuck not now. I couldn't come up with a thought to explain why I had pulled her away. Maybe it was because I didn't want other guys to touch her or bump her or even look at her. Maybe I wanted to talk to her and explain why I had ditched the night a year ago, right after I kissed her. Or maybe, you wanted to kiss her again. Instead of answering, I pulled her further into the back yard, behind a tree, completely hidden from the other party goers.

"Okay Colson now you explain you fucking giant." She crossed her arms over her chest, huffing quietly as she leaned against the side of the tree. I couldn't help but stare at her, the way her black circle framed glassed fit against her face, making her big blue eyes look even more beautiful. The way her nose fit perfectly on her small yet round face. Her cheekbones, and how her lips curled up at me waiting for me to talk.