^her outfit*
bianca
"stay with me." Jack tells me as he opens the door. i nod. as he opens the door, i can tell this is not a 'get together'. out of instinct and fear of crowds like this, i grab Jack hand. he looks at me.
"sorry. it's a habit." i say. usually i go to parties with brielle and we always hold hands when walking through party crowds.
"you're fine." he says with a soft laugh. the front door closes and we make our way through the crowd.
"gilinsky!" some guy exclaims. Jack smiles and they bro hug.
"who's this?" he asks, looking at me.
"derek's little sister. bianca, this is dillion. or rupp." jack says. i give him a small wave.
"derek has a little sister?" dillion questions. Jack nods.
"damn. how old are you?" dillion asks.
"20." i answer.
"youngin." dillion says. i nod.
"well, gilinsky will get you a soda." he says. i roll my eyes and laugh.
"have fun." dillion winks and then walks away. jack shakes his head with a laugh and then continues on into the kitchen. i see all the guys minus derek in a little group. jack walks over to them
"ah, she came." johnson says. jack nods
"derek just went out back with brielle. he might come in soon." sammy says. i nod.
"gilinsky. where have you been?" i hear derek voice call out.
"shit. uhhh, maria, go to bianca somewhere." jack whispers. maria nods and takes my hand and leads me away quickly.
"derek doesnt know your here im assuming?" she asks. i nod. she hands me a beer from the nearby cooler.
"which is stupid. im 20 i shouldnt be afraid of him." i say. she nods, taking a drink. i do the same
"then lets make it known." she smirks, raising her drink. i smile and cheers mine with hers. lets make it known.
(3 hours later)
i now have at least three beers, 4 shots and one mixed drink in my system. im currently dancing on who i think is dillion. honestly im no sure at this point.
"your brother would be pissed if he saw us right now wouldnt he?" dillion shouts over the music. i nod
"oh yea. youd get murdered." i say. he laughs.
"rupp. go get another drink or something." i hear jack say. dilion laughs and walks off.
Jack
bianca is absolutely drunk right now, which was my worst fear. my goal is o get her upstairs and into my room so she can sleep.
"follow me." i say. she instantly grabs my hand and i lead her upstairs and to my room.
"this is moving a little fast." she says and then hiccups
"were not doing anything. but you need to change." i say. she sits down on my bed and i help her take her boots off. she stands up and goes to take off her dress.
"woah, woah, woah. just go into the bathroom and change into this," i grab a random shirt off my bed and hand it to her. she takes it and then walks into the bathroom. after about three or four minutes, she walks out. the shhirt reaches her mid thigh.
"ok. lay down." i say. she sighs and does so. i grab a spare blanket and lay it ontop of her.
"text me if you need something." i say. she nods. i grab my phone and then walk out of the room, turning the light off.
"jack." i hear her say. i walk back in the room and turn the light on. she moves her hair out of her face.
"lay with me."
