the girls of the boys

everything and nothing.

Becca squealed as she pushed open the door and was nearly sprayed with a pre-shaken beer can. She dodged the flying liquid and turned around to make eye contact with Kirsten and I, we smiled and forged ahead. We had brought Louis with us because he knew the party scene and I didn't like to be alone when there were so many drunk people around, it was intimidating and I avoided it at all costs. Harry had offered to come as well but Becca asked him to stay with Zayn and make sure he didn't leave the house. Harry gingerly agreed, since he hated missing ragers, let alone one thrown by Ashton.

 

Becca surveyed the house, it had once been an upper class town house, but now it was filled with sweaty, drunk people who didn't give a damn what happened to the leather upholstery or the original Van Gogh paintings that lined the pale yellow walls. Becca smiled because she had only ever been to a few parties, and they were with me in high school. Our senior year we had snuck out to a local college party and got super wasted. We got grounded for about a year but we lived to tell the tale and Becca's inner party girl had been begging to make a reappearance.

 

Louis took me towards the kitchen where the drinks were and most of the people who were too intimidated to grind or bust a move on the dance floor. They all stood around the island and were lookers, not do-ers. Becca pushed her way through the hoards of people that were shoulder to shoulder and rubbing arm sweat with the person nearest them. Louis handed us all drinks and we tried to assimilate into the atmosphere.

 

"Becca!" She heard someone call from deep within the crowd who was congregated in the kitchen.

 

"Hello?" She called into the sea of people. She heard someone shouting things at the people and say heads moving to either side, parting the sea of people, and making way for none other than Ashton Irwin.

 

"Becca!" He called triumphantly, he opened his arms for a hug and pulled her in. She turned her head sideways so her cheek was on his chest and wrapped her long arms around his torso. He pulled back slightly and looked at her up and down. As hard as he tried to make it nonchalant, she knew he paused momentarily when he saw her crop top and short shorts. She smiled to herself knowing she could do that to Ashton.

 

"I'm so glad you guys made it! Hey Louis!" He said bubbling when he saw Louis had accompanied us. Without thinking, Ashton grabbed Becca's hand and took off weaving through the crowd to show her around his, nice but totally trashed, house.

 

Louis, Kirsten and I were left alone, and not three seconds after they had left and we had a moments peace, Louis spoke up.

 

"I know this party has coke." he declared definitively. "I've been craving a hit since we got back from tour."

 

"Is that why you came?" I asked, slightly amused. I raised my eyebrows and he blushed.

 

"You said you didn't care when I told you . . ." he blushed slightly as if he had been caught.

 

"I don't care, I just find you . . . amusing" I smiled and gave him a quick kiss on the lips, which was long enough for Kirsten to roll her eyes. I smirked at her as Louis led me by hand through the crowd to where the crack and pot addicts were.