Us Till Dawn (On Hold)

Party hearty

[Nathan Andrew's photo above]

A/N: Anddddd, suddenly I lost count of days... Sorry for this late update! I'm having a hectic week, and I couldn't fit writing anywhere in my schedule but before bed (if I have some time left!).

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Nikki's POV

"Is the party over?" I curiously asked while we trod over the stone pathway in between the healthy grass and trimmed bushes. "Or, is everyone dead asleep?"

There were cars parked near the house, but the event place itself was lifeless which made it strikingly out of the ordinary set up. No multiple colored lights of a disco ball, no music blasting the speakers, and no people in sight. Traces of mess however, were visible even on the roadside in front of the entrance, inferring that the shindig started at an extreme course to partiers.

Chase shook his head with a hum and said, "No, I don't think so... Nathan wouldn't let that happen, unless Scott misheard some things from his parents' timetable."

Hailey grumbled, openly frustrated at Chase's conjecture. "Are you freaking kidding me?? We travelled for two years--"

"Hours," I corrected in a faint utterance.

"Thank you, Nikki, but then again on some other situations it takes years to call it an hour." She emphasized, stolidly turning to me while I gave her a shrug as if exhibiting that I was fairly convinced with her assertion.

"Look, if the party was cancelled the two would let me know about it. So chill your bones out." He cheered before extending his hand to open the door.

The vision that welcomed us was confounding, only seeing the dark and be greeted by clothes and shoes thrown all over the place but without the dressers. Smell of alcohol intermixing with fresh deodorant to human sweat slapped my external nares awake, making me squinch in slight disgust. Suddenly, my eyes caught a slow movement on my right and saw Scott Vincent coming out from a room with a bottle of liquor in his hand.

"Bro!" Chase called for his attention before we approached him.

"Yow! I thought you guys aren't going to," He paused with a hiccup then continued, "make out..." His voice decreasing low at the end.

"Make out?" Hailey asked in confusion.

"What? How did you know?" He gave us a questioning look with his lids half closed and shoulders limped as we mirrored the same expression, quite confused. "Okay, A+ for snooping! Since there's nothing for me to hide, yes, I indeed made out with a... human, and it's not very good! I'm telling you, it was like I had my lips," He paused, pointing a finger on his mouth. "...pressed to her teeth or something."

Scott was an extreme soaker, and it was never a question regards to why he was acting that way. Wherever the party was, there he goes. His cycle was simple --yet arduous for someone like me; swigging, puking, dozing off, and it commences each time alcohols went out of the cooler.

"Sounds like you made out with a wall to me..." Chase rubbed the stubble on his chin before resting his hands heavily on Scott's shoulder, giving it a small squeeze and said, "I need to see Nathan though. Do you know where he is?"

"No, I don't think he went to the bathroom with me." He simply responded with a yawn that has been cut off with a gag. "Oh God, I'm so wasted... I hate my life..."