Lost boy // 5SOS

Eight

"Wow uhm, you guys look great.." Luke and Calum shouted in unison over the loud music.

"Thanks." We both yelled back, grinning at each other.

"Drinks?" Calum asked, lifting a 8 pack of Twisted Tea in our faces.

"We're already a quarter drunk but okay!" I jumped, making them laugh, Luke whispered something to Calum but I didn't bother to ask what it was, obviously neither did Emma.

Calum set the case on the counter and started to open it as Michael and Ashton walked up, great timing.

"Yay!" Micheal boomed. "More beer!" I cheered along with him and Calum joined in too, Emma and Luke laughed side by side.

I grabbed two beers from the case and handed one to Ashton and we clinked cans, as we all opened our drinks together. Michael nearly chugging all his down in he first sip.

"Let's go over to the couches." Luke said as he led us through the crowd. We approached the couches and Luke sat down with Emily, me awkwardly standing around.

"Hey, Riley? Long time no see!" I turn around to see my old friend Kellin, from high school standing with his arms wide.

We embraced in a hug and I noticed my friends were all staring at me confusedly but I just shrugged them off and continued with Kellin.

"So how you been?" He took a sip of his beer, looking me up and down.

"I'm good, now at least." I slightly smiled, looking towards my feet.

"Yeah well anyway you look great, but I gotta go my friends are waiting for me." He smiled brightly tugging on his leather jacket. "See you!" He called rushing over to the other couches.

"Bye." I giggled walking over to sit between Ashton and Calum.

"What was that?" Ashton asked tapping his foot to he beat of the music.

"Old friend." I shrugged, throwing my empty can on the floor.

"I'm bored, I'm going to get another drink." I stood up walking from the couches through the herd of people before meeting the cold counter. "Finally." I whispered grabbing a random drink out of the fridge and leaning on the table.

"Hi." I hear someone say from beside me. I look over to see a tall brown haired guy with thick stubble surrounding his mouth, attractive yes, but I can tell he's not my type.

"Hey." I nod taking another sip from my beer.

"I'm Ray." He introduced himself.

"And I'm Riley." He laughed as I did the same. "Okay so I don't mean to sound rude but uhm, my friends can't know I'm smoking, so if you have a dart or two can you spare me one?" I crossed my fingers behind my back.

"Sure, let's go to the side of the house so your 'friends' don't see, yeah?" He motioned to the door.

"Yeah." I walked in front of him pushing the door open.

We walked through two groups and finally got to the side.

He slowly pulled out the cigarette and pushed me up against the wall, pinning my wrists up against the wall above me with one hand.

"You want this? Or do you want me?" He smirked. I swiftly ripped my hands from his grip and scoffed.

"Seriously? Fuck you." I said as I slapped him hard against his jaw, leaving a red mark on his cheek. "Asshole." I mumbled.

"What the fuck was that?" He asked pushing me up against the wall again, his piercing blue eyes staring into mine.

He trailed his hand up and down my thigh as a tear slid down my cheek, going unnoticed.