They Call Him Trouble (a Jason Mccann love story)

Chapter 11- what has gotten into me?

I felt Troubles warm breath on the back of my neck, making a chill run down my spine, 
"Don't act like you can't hear me.." He chuckled, I let out a breath before turning around and pulling one of the fakest smiles I have ever pulled. 
"Fancy seeing you here.." I growled through clenched teeth,
"I never thought I'd see you wearing a dress like that" He snickered, his eyes traveling up and down my body.

"Is there a reason you're talking to me..?" I asked folding my arms,
"Just wondering if you want me to buy you a drink" He said taking the cigarette from his mouth.
"The drinks are free.. moron.." I muttered under my breath as he brought the cigarette back up to his lips. He shrugged his shoulders.

"Well can I get you a drink..?" He laughed
"No, I don't drink.."
"how can you come to a party with free drinks and not drink anything" I shook my head, getting fed up with him.
"I have to be home by-"
"wait" he interrupted "you have a curfew?" I chuckled slightly as I lent up against the wall. 
"I basically had to beg for my parents to let me come out tonight.." he nodded slowly before blowing the smoke from his mouth over my face. 

I coughed loudly and waved the smoke away,
"Do you mind?!" I spat, catching my breath 
"What..? you don't like it?" He inhaled the smoke and blew it across my face once again,
"STOP!" I moved backwards waving the smoke away "You're acting like a child!" he laughed and threw it to the floor,  stamping on it and putting it out.

"thoughs things are called death sticks for a reason you know.." I coughed once again
"Does it look like I care?"
"When you're relying on a breathing machine to keep you alive because you smoked them at a young age, then you will care"
"I will never rely on a machine to keep me alive.." I laughed loudly and shook my head. 
"Okay, whatever you say.." He stood there awkwardly for a few minutes before an upbeat and loud song began playing. 

"I LOVE THIS SONG!" He screamed, 
"GOOD FOR YOU" I screamed back, holding my thumbs up. 
"COME DANCE WITH ME!" He grabbed my arm, I pulled it away and shook my head, There was no way I was going to go out and dancing with someone like Trouble. He laughed and shook his head slightly
"You are so boring!" I nodded
"Well, at-least I'm safe!"

He looked around and let out a large sigh before grabbing an unopened beer from someone walking passed,
"One drink" He held it in-front of me, I shook my head
"I don't drink"
"you don't go to parties either but.. you're here now" He smiled and opened it,
"one drink.. that's it, that's all i'm asking, then come and dance.. i mean, you only have a few hours" I shook my head again,
"I said no"
"oh.. so you're chicken now.."
"Don't be immature.." He snickered and began making chicken noises.

He was getting on my last nerve, I had to shut him up some how, and I knew the only way to do that was to give in,
"FINE!" He smiled as I snatched the beer from his hand
'I cant believe I'm doing this..' I thought before bringing my lips to the ring of the beer bottle and taking a sip, when the beer it my tongue I felt like I was going to throw up, it was the most disgusting thing I had ever tasted in my entire life, I screwed up my face.
"Yuck!" I cried as I held the beer out for him to take it.

"Nu uh uh, one drink, not one sip"
"There is no way I am tasting that again!" He rolled his eyes,
"Stop being weak, it'll get better, trust me" I sighed and brought the beer back to my lips, tipping it slightly to get a tiny little sip,
"No, big sips" he grabbed the end and tipped it more, My eyes widened as I got a hug mouth full. I pulled the bottle away from my lips and swallowed the remaining beer in my mouth. I gagged and wiped my mouth.

"that is foul! how can you drink that!" He snickered, I could feel a head ache already starting to form, I placed my fingers on my temples,
"Headache?" He laughed, I nodded slowly
"Drink some more, It'll make it go away, you're just a little buzzed" I picked up the beer to see that I had already drank half of it.

Trouble made me finish the end of my beer before grabbing me another..
"The deal was one.." I hissed
"well now i'm changing the rules, two" I grabbed it from him and skulled it all quickly, I could feel the headache slowly fading and I was confused how this had happened.
"I've never seen this side of you before.. I like it" He smirked and pulled me up
"Now lets dance!" I nodded and followed him to the dance floor, finding it hard to walk in a straight line.

'What's wrong with me..? I've only had two beers..' I shook my head as we began to dance, I never knew I could jump up and down in such high heels and in such a tight dress. Trouble smiled widely as we danced together, I moved my hair from one shoulder to another, revealing the badly covered burn from the straightener that now looked more like a love bite than a burn. Trouble smirked at the sight and ran his fingers over it.

"Is that a hickey I see..?" I laughed slightly
"what? oh that! that's a burn, not a hickey.." He laughed as if he didn't believe me
"have you ever had a hickey..?"
"No.."
"Do you want one..? he smirked, I shook my head
"I'd rather not.."  He grabbed another beer, and skulled half of it before offering the other half to me.

I don't know what had gotten into me, I didn't hesitate to take it from him.