Then Came You

Chapter 6

Skye's POV

"Alyssa!" I yell over the blaring music, trying to find my best friend that magically disappeared a few minutes ago.

I have yet to see Tyler, and for some reason I'm strangely disappointed. Well, I've got a few glimpses of him, but that's not the same thing.

I really want to know of he's still with those two girls. No, Skye, you need to get Skye so you can go home and your Dad won't beat the shit out of you.

But I really want to see Tyler.

"Skye?" Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.

"Tyler?" The surprise was real. The disappointment wasn't.

He chuckles. "Yeah, it's me. What are you doing here?" He asks, curiosity burning in his voice.

"I was forced."

He nods like he was expecting it, and I couldn't help but smell the alcohol coming off of him. So I ask the only thing I can think of.

"Are you drunk?"

He doesn't laugh like it's a joke, but he does raise his eyebrows. "I have a high alcohol tolerance. No I'm not drunk." He says.

I'm pretty sure he's telling the truth. With my experience of being around someone who's drunk, if you asked them that question, they'd go, 'Me? No! I only had... 7 or was it nine drinks?' So his answer was totally sane.

We dive into an awkward silence, silence that causes us to pinch our lips, and slightly sway on our feet.

"Is is your first time coming to a party?" He asks me. Although I'm pretty sure he knows the answer, I say it anyway.

"No."

Then, he laughs. Not just chuckling, a full on laugh.

"Why are you laughing at me?" I growl out, by it only causes him to laugh harder. And I thought he wasn't drunk.

After a few minutes he sobers up, and I'm thoroughly pissed at him.

"What the fuck was that?" I demand.

His eyes go wide, and his mouth forms a little 'o'. Like he can't believe I just cussed.

"So what? I said fuck." I look at him expectantly, then he starts roar in with laughter. Again.

"You are so drunk." I sigh, livid, and walk away. Leaving Tyler and all his jackass glory behind.

I go around the house, tin to find Alyssa, but I can't. And I need to get home, or else my father will kill me. Literally.

"Alyssa!" I scream. A few people turn to acknowledge me, but I still don't see Alyssa. I start to panic.

"Alyssa!" I scream again. No answer. At this point, I do the most embarrassing thing  would possibly do. I start to cry. Not just a few tears,but body racking sobs. And then I do something impulsive. I look for Harry.

I run to the last place I saw him, and found him not too far away, having a drink with his friends, multiple girls surrounding him.

Not caring if I'm interrupting him, I rush towards him and throw my arms around him. Another impulsive action.

I feel him stiffen, and he starts to say something. "Who he hell-" Then I feel his breath catch, and hesitantly his arms come around me, rubbing soothing circles into my back. I can feel the girls' glares.

"Skye, what's wrong?" He asks gently, and I just hug him tighter.

"Skye, talk to me. What happened? Did someone touch you? I swear to God-" There was a sudden anger in his words, and another emotion I couldn't discern.

"No, I can't find Alyssa, and I'm scared."