The Girl & the Car

Chapter 3

Did I just do that? Here was this beautiful girl in front of me who wanted to know everything about me and I decide to send her to a party with a whole bunch of booze and boys. Oh no, she's gonna meet Lucas. The one all the girls swoon over. Quickly I pull out my phone and dial him up.

"Hello?" A girl snapped on the other end of the line.

"Lucas?" I asked, jokingly of course. I knew who it was.

"Don't play dumb with me, dumbass. It's Allie." She snapped, again. "Hello?" Lucas asked.

"Hey, so I did a thing..." I trailed off, now jumping into my car.

"It can't be that bad. What is it?" He sighed into the phone, obviously annoyed.

"I invited a girl to the party, tonight." I smiled, looking up at the building she's currently in.

"What party?" I heard in the background. Allie didn't know. "No party. I'll be back in a sec." Lucas blew out his breath. "Is she hot?" He whispered.

"Beyond belief." I realized a happy sigh.

"Cool, well I'll be sure to check her out when she gets here. I got to go. Talk to ya later man." He hung up.

"No! God damnit, Lucas," I yelled tossing my phone in the passenger seat. I could still smell her in here. God, she smelled good. Like roses on a winter day.

Turning the car on, I pulled out of the parking lot and drove to my apartment to get ready for the party, which was in like 4 hours. That wasn't a lot of time to figure out how to keep Lucas away. Or better yet look nicer than Lucas. I would need eternity for that.

As the sun rolled down and time had worn itself down to 5 mins till I worried if she'd even show up. Andy wasn't the sort of girl you left hanging and yet that's what I did. A stupid thing of me to think she'd show. I hopped in my car driving down to Lucas', parking alongside all the other cars. Luckily, her apartment was only 2 blocks from here, so she wouldn't need a ride. I walked inside and instantly got a whiff of whatever substance Lucas's friends were smoking. I smelt a hint of weed and a hint of coke, but who am I to judge.

"Wes! My man!" I heard Lucas call from the balcony of the house. His parents were loaded and when his dad died, Lucas got 3/4 of his money. "Come on up, party central start this away." He was most definitely drunk.

I climbed up to the balcony and stood alongside my drunk friend. Looking down below, I waited for my angel to open that door. I can't remember how long it was, but it felt like forever. When she finally did, I was stunned at what I saw.

Her hair had been curled on one side with tiny sparkles. Her body was perfectly fitted into a beautiful blue sequin dress, starting with a sweetheart-shaped neckline, ending with a high-low finish at her mid-thigh. Her makeup fit her face so beautifully I hadn't even noticed until she was standing in front of me.

"Westin?" She smiled, looking a little confused. I shook myself out of my trance getting ready to speak.

"Hey, beautiful." An oddly too familiar voice boomed. Lucas came from behind me and wrapped his arms around Andy.

"Hey, Lucas. Thanks for inviting me." She smiled as they pulled from the side hug.

"Of course. Oh right! Andy, this is my best friend, Westin. Wes, this is Andy, I met her at Allie's after dropping her off, cause she was so drunk." Lucas hinted at me not to say anything about Allie being his hookup most nights.

"We've met," Andy spoke up. "Westin saved me from that car accident I was telling you about." She smiled at me.

"Oh so tragic." Lucas pretended to care. God, I hated when he did that to girls, but it felt more infuriating when he did it to her. "Wanna drink?" She nodded and Lucas ran off to grab some beer.

I cleared my throat. "I'm glad you ran into someone else, today." I half-smiled.

"Yeah. Isn't Lucas just the sweetest guy? When he invited me tonight, I couldn't do anything, but come so here I am." Andy smiled looking down at the raging party.

"Didn't I give you the address here?" I spoke up. She stared at me confused until I pulled her phone from her hand.

Looking down at the note I had put in earlier, it all clicked in her brain. "Oh yeah!" She sheepishly looked down. "Ohhhh... oops? I'm so sorry."

I can't believe that this happened again. I put up my hands and took a step back. "It's ok. It happens a lot." I put my hands into my pockets and kept walking backward. " I hope you enjoy yourself tonight." Walking away was probably the hardest thing I ever did, but I knew somehow, that she walked into that party looking for a date, not a friend to share life stories with. I shouldn't have done that back at her apartment. Stupid!

I went and sat down on a nearby couch. I grabbed a few of the shots lined up in front of me and let it rip. I let all my feelings drift away into the teeny tiny shot glasses, just to forget who I was for a moment.

After a while, I began to feel better. That's when she came up to me. She pulled on my collar and sat on my lap. Her legs wrapped around my torso as she started to kiss me, hard. It got heated. She kept kissing me harder and harder, each kiss began to feel sexier and sexier. Her lower body was grazing over my dick, each time it went over she got wetter and wetter. I let a moan release and that gave her the fury to keep going. Trailing kisses down my neck, she ripped open my button-up shirt. Some bites were soft while others had tiny little love bites within. I picked her up and carried her down the hall. She screeched a little in my ear in pleasure as we both knew what was next. I kicked open one of the doors and started to hear moans. I looked up from her and found Lucas in the middle of pumping into..... Andy? But I thought I had Andy. I looked back at the girl, who was now next to me, and found it wasn't Andy, it was Allie?

"Dude! What the fuck?" Lucas yelled, still pumping into Andy.

"Sorry, man," I said leaving.

"See how you like it," Allie yelled back. She slammed the door and turned to me. "Where were we?" She trailed her fingers up my torso.

"No." I pushed her off. "I'm sorry, I thought you were Andy. I'm just a little drunk and hallucinating." I stepped back.

"You can't be that drunk. Cmon let's show him who's the top dog." She walked towards me. I kept moving backward shaking my head.

Did I forget to mention how tall I am? Think of Lebron James. That's how tall I am. So when I kept moving backward, I tripped over my own feet and went flying over the balcony.