Try Me (Drunk In Love #1)

Chapter Fifteen

Our canoodling was interrupted by Abel's friends. Belly, La Mar and Nav came home to talk to Abel about his new album. I stayed in my room, browsing through Netflix, finding new series to watch.

Abel called me out and introduced me to his friends. Belly already knew who I was, his other two friends were a little taken aback by me. I don't know what he have said them but judging by what I am wearing, they know I am Abel's.. something.

Nav invited me to a party at his house. A album completing party, I was told. I tried to politely decline it, because  nobody still know about us. But Abel plead with me to come.

"I need a dress.. And for that I need to go home." I sigh, talking to myself.

"Why?" Abel asks.

"Well, for the party." I say in a obvious tone.

"I know why you need a dress, ma. I asked why are you dreading to go home? If you don't mind me asking. "

"No, no it's okay. I just, well, after the break up it's hard for me to be there. I avoid going home early. It's so empty." I explain.

He nods. "Was it messy? The break up, I mean." He asks.

I sarcastically laugh. "That's one way to put it."

He frowns. I sight then get up from sofa.

"Do you mind if I drive back in your clothes? I don't think I can wear what I had on last night. It is too.." I search for a right word for that poor excuse for a dress.

"Too sexy?" He smirks. I nod at him.

"I was hoping you don't go." He walks closer to me.

"I need to." I say, a little breathless by his closeness.

He goes to kiss me but I back up, laughing as I get behind the sofa.

"If you want to kiss me, you need to catch me first." I say in a playful mood. He smirks and lunges for me. I let a surprised squeal and run for the bedroom.

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We arive to a house full of people. Numerous dance in the living room, which had its sofa and tables moved for the purpose. We make our way to the back, his hand never leaving mine. I smile to myself, he can be a bad boy to others, but he is a gentleman when it comes to women he cares about.

Nav, La Mar and Travis greet us, hugging Abel and me. We settle ourselves on sofa chairs place in a semi circle. It's dark here from the front, but creates the perfect atmosphere for this type of party.

A table in front of us sits three red cups of beer and various small packages. Abel hands me a cup and takes one for himself.

"The party is lit, bro. Congrats on that album. Drop that shit soon though, the fans are going crazy." Travis praise him. I feel eyes on me and see La Mar assessing me head to toe.

I shift uncomfortably and divert my attention to the dancers. Sweaty bodies grind against each other, dancing to a crooning female voice talking about staying up late and drugs, as usual.

"You have to get back in the studio, remember?" I hear La Mar saying to Abel.

"Yeah, I know. Man, I have no inspiration right now. I need to find it." Abel admits. "Quickly too." La Mar replies.

The boys talk about music and other things. I use my free time to admire Abel. His face is so perfect from side, as well as front. The stubble, that eyelashes, they can make anyone's heart melt. I look down at our entwined hands and smile. His hand is quite bigger than mine, and rough too. But in mine, it feels soft and warm and perfect fit.

My mind catches the attention of the conversation.

"... Just a matter of time. He is not gonna be a problem." A tall and burly guy says. I see Abel glance at me then look back at his friends. They suddenly find their phones more interesting than the conversation.

I look at Abel, who is like others, busy browsing through his Instagram. What were they talking about? Or more importantly who were they talking about? And why is he not gonna be a problem anymore. I know these guys are bad, but just how bad?

I get up from beside him and make excuse that I want a drink. I walk through the mostly wasted crowd and finally reach the kitchen. The scene in here is even worse. The kitchen counter is being used to roll weed and there are bongs everywhere.

I find a beer can in the freezer. Grabbing it, I turn and run into a guy.

"So sorry." He says in a slight accent.

I look up at him. He looks in his twenties, tall and fair. He looks out of place with his suit pant and shirt. I frown at him, which makes him smile wide.

"It's okay. I didn't.. see you there." I try to walk around him but there is no space.

"I never saw you around before. You new here?" He asks me. I look up at him, his eyes are blue, like too blue.

"No. I'm with, um, Abel." I say.

He smirks, like he is having a private conversation with himself. I feel that is my cue to leave so I ask him politely to move.

"After you." He says. I walk away, glancing behind me once to see if he is watching. He indeed is. I was so busy looking back that I didn't realised I walked into someone, again. I apologise only to discover that it is Abel.

"What you looking at ma?" He asks and looks behind me.

"There is this guy.. Weird guy.." I look behind me to point at him but he is gone.

"I don't see anyone. Was he bothering you?" He asks with a authoritative  tone. I shake my head no and ask him what is he doing here.

"I came to look for you. You were gone for sometime. Come." He takes my hand in his and lead me away.

We walk to the middle of the room where everyone is dancing. He stops and smiles at me. I look at him confused just as the song changes to an upbeat one.

"Oh my God, I love this song!" I say above the music. He raise his eyebrow then motions for me to dance.

I sway my body, feeling the music flowing through my blood. Abel joins, his hands on my waist and my body pressed against his.

We dance in sync with each other, in our own little bubble. I know some people are watching us but I don't care. The boy have got moves, he is guiding me to his rythym.

When the song finishes and changes to a slow tempo one, he pulls me even closer and moves to music. We dance to two more songs, sweaty but still grinding against each other.

When the fourth song ends, I am looking up at him, smiling wide. He looks down at me and kisses me. I give in to it, my hands reaching behind his neck to pull him towards me. When we pull away, we are gasping for air, and everybody around us is looking.

"Amazing show! It's good to see you have found my replacement so quickly."