Punching Blake

Chill your balls (Blake POV)

I gripped the gate with both hands and lent forwards grinning with an eyebrow raised as she stuck out her tongue at me. Damn she was a real handful. But too fucking right I'd bang her. I laughed quietly when she turned around to have a peek at me whilst I lent against the gate on my phone double checking I had the right address with Dante. I watched her ass swing side to side as she walked to her building whilst I waited for Dante to hurry the fuck up. 

Chill your balls man, Jesus. Just around the corner. Give us two seconds.

After reading Dante's reply I used my shoulder to push off of the gate so that I could step out onto the main road so the tosser could spot me easily, making sure to check my white button up shirt had no dirty marks on the back of it. Looking either side of the road I spotted Dante walking towards me with his arm wrapped around Kitty's shoulder laughing about something. I nodded my head at Dante when he waved to me as we made eye contact. I couldn't help but grin. I was so fucking excited for this party. I swear down if they over hyped it and it turned out a drag I'd get real pissed.

I flicked my eyes towards the group of giggling girls walking towards the gates of the student accommodation building. I couldn't help but to smirk in all their directions hoping that one would catch my eye. I made eye contact with a tall brunette towards the back of the group and felt myself smirk when she winked at me. Confidence. I like that. It's hot. I stared at her long legs and ass as she swayed there the gate. Man I hope she's going the same place as me. 

I was pulled out of my thoughts when Dante slapped me on the back before pointing to the buttons attached to the wall next to the gate. 

"Press the buzzer will you. Number 15."

I leaned forwards and held my finger onto the button continuously in the hopes the constant annoying buzzer would make someone hurry the fuck up and open the gates. 

"Blake stop it man."

I rolled my eyes and carried on holding the buzzer down before finally letting go when the gate light turned green and grinned at Dante, pointing at the light to prove my point.

"See it worked didn't it?" I replied giving an arrogant smirk whilst holding open the gate for Him and Kitty. 

As I went to pull the gate closed behind me I felt the gate being tugged back from my hands. Turning around my face instantly pulled down and I couldn't help but to roll my eyes. 

Stepping to the side I frowned and let Sophie past. Seriously did she have to come too. Fucking her was a fucking mistake. It was good but not worth it. Rolling my eyes and feeling a little pissy I walked towards the group of guys talking to Dante in the smoking area, recognising a couple of them. I nodded towards a few and clapped Jay on the back who was a more personal friend. Jay passed me an ice-cold bottle of beer and introduced me to a few of the guys I didn't know. I couldn't help but to size each one of them up. Gage if they are the type of person I'd get alone with and overall, they seemed pretty decent lads.

I took a big gulp of the beer loving the sharp cold liquid that slid down my throat. Flicking my eyes around the court yard it reminded me of a prison. A plain squared yard, a few really shitty looking bushes in the corners and what is a sort of half mangled shelter against a wall with some benches underneath, where we were all currently under. The yard was boxed in by the walls of the accommodation building dotted with a fucking crap tone of windows, none looking the same.

I sat down on a bench in-between Dante and some nerdy looking stoned up guy. I nodded to the nerdy guy, "Sup man". He just stared at me shrugged and giggled. I raised an eyebrow and shook my head.

I took a swig of my beer and tapped Dante's shoulder with the back of my head nodding my head towards his pack of cigarettes. Rolling his eyes, he passed me one and his lighter. I placed the cigarette on my lips and lit it, taking in a deep breath. I wouldn't say I was a proper smoker, but I was a social smoker. Taking in a deep breath of the cigarette I slowly let it exhale as I looked up at one of the windows. I couldn't help but laugh at the purple headed chick flinging her body around trying to dance along to the music she was playing. She looked a fucking moron, but it was hilarious. I carried on staring, enjoying the show before she came towards the window and eventually made eye contact with me. Raising an eyebrow I lifted my hand to her, letting her know I was very aware of her weird shit she was doing. I let out a deep chuckle when she frowned, backed up and practically ripped her curtains closed. Even if the party blows, I'll at least have some fun.

"Yoooooo, This nights gonna be a right mad one!"

Who the fuck is this tosser? I turned my head with the rest of the guys to watch the loud tosser walk towards us. He stopped in front of Jay giving his hand a shake before leaning forwards grabbing a beer off the table.

"Guys this is Barry, Barry the guys."

Barry nodded towards us and carried on talking to jay. His hair was well and truly oiled up and combed back, his shirt and leather jacket looked like it had seen better days and to top it off he had on scruffy looking grey joggers, the type with the elasticated ankles all with black dress shoes. I don't get it. Where is the sense in that, Don't get me wrong I'm all for wearing what's comfortable but Jesus make an effort or at least let it all match man. From his conversation with jay he does seem a bit of a wannabe. Guys shouldn't refer to themselves as a badmans.

"Blake, everyone's heading up now. You coming man?"

I stood up, throwing my cigarette butt in the pot of sand on the table and necked the rest of my beer, wiping my lips and throwing the bottle in the empty box on the floor before walking in the direction Dante had gone.