Brothers Bandmate

5

-Brianna's POV-

        As soon as we got back home, there were already tons of people at the house along with loud music.  I silently groaned, knowing it would be nearly impossible to get homework done and get a  good night sleep.

        I climbed out of the car and went inside, my eyes widening when I saw a bunch of people from school dancing, talking, making out, and just full on chaos going on.  I could even smell the faint scent of alcohol, my nose automatically scrunching t the horrid smell.  I didn't even wait for my brother to give me information on what he was doing or  a reassurance that everything would be fine, I just ran straight up to my room and closed my door behind me.

        I locked my door so no one would come in and threw my backpack onto my bed before collapsing on it myself.  I let out a breath as I checked my phone, seeing texts from both Sophie and Ally.  Being me though, I didn't reply and got straight to homework.

        Over an hour had passed and it seemed as if the music only got louder.  At this point I was finished with my homework and in my pajamas.  I turned my light off and lay in bed, failing to go to sleep.  I groaned at a knock on my door, and without thinking, I got up and turned the light on before opening the door.

        "Hey, Brianna!"  I raised my eyebrows at a guy who I recognized to be one of my brother's friends from school.  I'm not sure what is name is though since he isn't part of the main crowd, just occasionally hangs around them.

        "Uh...hi?"  I greeted, more like a question.  I'm not sure why he's knocking on my door or hanging around upstairs in the first place.  He stumbled in, causing me to take a step back.

        "I saw you come in but you ran away!  Why aren't you at the party?" he asked, stepping closer to me.

        I gave a nervous smile, stepping back again.  "I'm not much of the party type," I replied.  It was obvious he was drunk by the way he acted, moved, and the smell of alcohol coming from his breath when he spoke.

        "Come on, it's really fun!" he tried persuading me, continuing to move closer.

        "No, I'm fine up here.  It's actually a school night so I think I'll just head off to bed.  Nice of you to stop by though!"  I tried to nicely kick him out.  He kept coming closer though and all I could do was step back.

        "Okay, I just want one thing before I go," he said.

        I felt a little relieved he was going to leave, but also nervous on what he wanted.  "And what is that?"  I asked before running into my bed and falling back so I was now sitting on it.

        "A kiss," he whispered, giving me a horrible shiver down my spine and back up.  He moved close so our faces were inches apart, but I moved back on the bed.

        "Um...I think I'm fine.  I'm not much of the kissing type either," I told him, my voice shaking as he got closer again.  I hadn't had my first kiss and I definitely didn't want it to be stolen by a drunk.

        "Just one, I promise you'll enjoy it," he cooed.  My heart beat sped up as I realized I was now pressed against my wall.

        "Please leave, now," I tried to sound polite but stern, but it didn't help.  He started leaning in and I turned my head away, trying my best to keep him away.  I put my hands out, trying to stop him.  "Stop!  I just want to sleep, now go!"  I demanded, raising my voice so I sounded more intimidating.

        "It's just a kiss!"

        "I don't want a kiss!"  I yelled as he quickly held me by the wrists.  Just when he was about to kiss me, a voice interrupted us.