Crashing (discontinued)

Twelve~

** Tyler's POV **

"Oh shit" I muttered to myself, getting out the car. As we walked up the steps to the house, I looked at the red solo cups on the pavement, and the cigarettes on the grass. The familiar smell of spliffs and other drugs filled my nose. I pushed open the door, the music that was muffled only seconds ago, now much clearer in my ears. It was Talking Body by Tove Lo. Good choice.

"CALUM!" Naomi squealed waving to Calum, he looked up from his spot across the room, where I saw Micheal and Ashton near him, all 3 drinking something. We made our over to the boys. I looked down at my feet but when I looked back up, I bumped into a body. I muttered a sorry and stood in place for a minute.

"Tyler?" I looked up.

"Oh, hey Matt." I smiled.

"Hey, glad you could make it." he looked me up and down. "Sweet shorts."

"Thanks. I thought so too." I chuckled.

He pointed to my hair. "Nice colors." he chuckled.

"Oh, what? This? Just a little thing I whipped together." I smirked at him.

"Do you want something to drink?" he asked, smiling.

"Sure. Thanks."

"I'll be right back."

I nodded. He came back a couple minutes later with two drinks in his hand. I didn't have to look to know that it was beer. No, just ask for water a part of me said, looking at the cup. Tyler, live a little, you're a high school-er at a high school party.. What are you gonna do? Read? The other half of me retorted. Touche my reluctant half agreed. I brought the cup to my lips, letting it slide down my throat. I mentally winced at the familiar taste. Nonetheless, I drank more. Matt handed me another cup, and I drank that too.

I started to feel a little dizzy, I started to hiccup like crazy, and I couldn't stop giggling.

"Sometimes I think... why me? But then I think.. why not me?" I said out loud.

Matt chuckled, grabbing my wrist. "Let's dance."

I nodded, still giggling. Shit I thought to myself.

** Luke's POV **

We made our way over to the boys, I couldn't really see much through the crowd, or even turn, so I stayed facing forward. I heard bodies clash, and screaming from boys watching drunken girls strip and the music blasting. Once we got over to the guys, there was some more space for us all to move around.

"Hey." Michael said, smiling at us.

"Hey." Naomi and I said. Naomi walked over to Calum and leaned against him.

"Where's Tyler?" Ashton said.

I looked at him in confusion. Was he already drunk? "What do you mean?"

"I mean what I said. Where. Is. Tyler?" he said, reiterating.

"She's right he-" I turned to point to her. But there was no her to point to. "Um.. I don't know." I scratched the back of my neck.

"She may be trying to find somewhere peaceful to be." Naomi said, drinking some beer from Calum's cup. I nodded, still looking around for her nonetheless.

I spotted her in the direct middle of the dance floor, rubbing her forehead and talking to Matt. He eyed her up and down and smirked before saying something. She said something back and he pointed to her head. She chuckled saying something else, and he left. I watched him walk to the kitchen, grabbing two cups and putting something into one. He handed her the cup with the new 'thing' in it and Tyler looked at it apprehensively. She drank it all after looking at it, and Matt handed her the other cup. She drank that too. She blinked a couple times, and swayed on her feet.