Being with the Anderson boys

Chapter 4

The sun burning my eye awakened me to the feeling of death. I tried to move but I couldn't. My head swam and my stomach was doing somersaults.

What happened last night ?

Slowly I tried to sit up but that failed. Plopping back down into the bed I sighed and had a flash of last night.

Holy shit last night. What happened ?

After Anna declared that she was texting a bunch of people I heaved a sigh. "Not too much people please. Last time I went out to a party my dad freaked." Imagine what he'd do if he found out I held a party here.

Then I ran upstairs and changed into something more party appropriate. Rummaging though my closet, cloths were flying everywhere because I couldn't figure out what to wear. Anna came through my bed room door and looked at me with an 'are you serious' face.

She easily reached down plucking a pair of dark wash blue jeans and a white t-shirt. She then stood and walked over to my closet and picked out my favourite grey cardigan. It's light and soft and I can wear it with anything. "Now put on that on with these and you'll look hot." She handed me my combat boots and then she headed out of my room.

Ten o'clock rolled around and the house was pretty packed. Tristan and Ashton and some other guys were on a beer run so I just sat around the coffee table with some girls I went to school with.

"Alright Kira. We want the dirty details. What happened between you and Michael last weekend ? We all saw you guys go upstairs together." I sipped the liquid in my red cup and waited for it to slide down my throat before answering the persistent red head sitting across from me.

I can't remember her name but she raised an eye brow at me so I answered, "nothing. He wanted to get some but he got none." And the other girls sitting around with us laughed.

In unison I watched them all take a sip from their juice mix from their own red cups.

The red head sighed and smiled tilting her head ever so slightly, "good, because he's mine." And that was the end of that.

Ashton soon returned with a huge keg and I was happy. Not for the keg but my best friend was here and I just wanted to dance with him.

As I'm about to walk into the den and dance Ashton lifts me up and over his shoulder. Beating his back with my fists I scream, "put me down Ashton!"

I am then placed on top of my kitchen table. "Ashton what is going on!" I whine in annoyance.

All of a sudden I hear the music cut and someone say, "1, 2, 3"

Then I am taken aback by the super loud and off key song everyone is singing, "Happy birthday day to you, happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Kira, happy birthday to you."

Grinning and all red in the cheeks I jump off of the table and run to Ashton. "God you ass. Why do you like embarrassing me like that." and I punch him in the arm.

Ashton runs a hand through his shaggy blonde hair and then rubs the little scuff on his chin. "Happy birthday," he then pulled me into a tight hug. I wrap my arms around his torso returning the hug.

Letting go from the embrace we looked at each other and immediately ran to the den room where most of the people were dancing. This was our song.

Bennie and the jets blared though my sound system and I was at my peek of happiness.

"B-B-B-BENNIE AND THE JETS!" we screamed in union at the top of our lungs. My hands in the air, I felt arms snake around my waist. I look to see who the arms are connected to and found Ashton.

I shrugged my shoulder and continued to dance to the next song that played. Suddenly I was really close to Ashton. His chest pressed to mine and I let my hands fall onto the top of his muscular shoulders and my hands folded together behind his neck.

"You know I love you right?" The words were slurred but I know I heard right. I placed my mouth next to his ear and said back, "well duh. And love you too." I smiled a genuine grin and push a little back from Ashton. But his grip grew tighter on my waist.

"Okay let go of me now. I need another drink." And then Ashton did something I never thought he would ever do in a million years.

In slow motion I saw Ashton's head lower close to mine and his lips smashed into mine. It was a sloppy, wet and messy kiss. I yanked away from his mouth and wiped my own. "God Ashton what was that?" and I looked at him with a bit of disgust.

"I thought you would, want to uh." and he just looked at me with a mix of dumb found and hurt.

I felt bad but I couldn't deal with this right now. Just as I started to walk away Ashton gripped my wrist and spun me around. "Ashton just leave it okay? I'll forget it happened. We can just go back to being normal best friends like before." I tried to sound calm but having to yell over the music was making me sound pissed.

"Just whatever." and with that Ashton disappeared into the mush of people crowding my home.

Sucking some air into my lungs I puffed up my cheeks and then let it all out.

*

After finding my legs being so sore and weak I decided to take a seat on the couch. Michael plopped next to me.

"Hey," Michael looked at me with droopy eyes. His lips twitched into a smile as he tucked an auburn lock behind my ear.

"Uh hey," I looked at Michael all wide eyed and confused. After that girls out burst I didn't think she'd let him out of her sight.

"Sup," and he made a pop sound when he said the letter 'p'.

I didn't want to cross that girls territory because I already had some candy of my own but what the hell. Drunk Kira was always curious.

I leaned to the left of me where he was sitting and pulled Michael into a kiss. It wasn't passionate at all.

It was slobbery and messy.

I reached up to run my fingers through mike's already ruffled medium brown hair. His strong hand snaked behind my back pulling me on top to straddle him.

Instantly I have the sudden urge to puke.

I pull away from the heated kiss to catch my breath. That's when I choke on a cough.

I can feel it coming up. It's slowly making it way to my throat and into my mouth.

I quickly hop off Mike and run into my first floor bathroom. I don't even bother to lift up the toilet seat because I was already projectively vomiting into the toilet and all around it.

Once I calmed down I rested my head on the seat of the toilet and let the darkness of sleep envelope me.

It was then that I realize I was in my bed with my shoes and cloths from last night still on.

I reached down and whipped off my shoes and took off my jeans as well as my cardigan leaving me in my puke stained shirt. There was only a little above the left side of my chest but it was still tempting to go puke again.

Laying back into my bed i tried to find a comfortable spot and then I heard the front door slam shut.