3. Flirt

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*SLIGHT SMUT*

Sara's POV

"Where do your parents keep the liquor?"

When I asked Ava that question I didn't realize that she might have never had alcohol until after the words left my mouth and her I just barely saw her face in the darkness. It was a mixture of shock, annoyance, and curiosity.

"That seems like a terrible idea."

"How so? If anything it's the perfect situation to get drunk for the first time. You're at home, without your parents who wont be back anytime soon, we wont be buying it illegally because it's already here. Plus you're with someone who knows how to party, perfect." I smile at myself for my cleverness.

"Perfect." She says. I open my mouth to say something else but she beats me to it. "Except for the fact I don't know you, like at all. You could rob me, rape me, tie me up, kidnap me." She says plainly.

"I wont tie you up unless you beg me to." I say in a flirty manor and put my hand on her thigh then lean in so our faces are a couple inches apart. I smirk and look into her eyes.

"Very funny Sara." She moves my hand and pushes my shoulders to move my face from hers. "You just flirt with everyone, huh?"

"Aves, c'mon. I have standards." I pull out my phone and check the time, 1:22 a.m. and my phone's on 6%. "Look, I'm not gonna force you to do anything but," I drag out the 'u', "If there's even one adventurous bone in your body you will. Think of it as building your tolerance. It'll make you a more mature adult."

I'm not sure why I want to drink with Ava, maybe it's because I want to take her virginity. Her drinking virginity that is.

"I don't know why you're assuming I've never drunken before, I'm not new to this it's just not something I want to waste time doing." She says defending herself.

"It's not wasting time, we'll be bonding, making it easier to work on the project together. Even if it were wasting time we have time to waste." I use that as my last attempt to get her to drink.

"You're not gonna let this go are you?" She asks.

"Actually, that was my last reason why you should." I tell her only because I know I've already convinced her.

She sighs in defeat. "The top cabinet to the right of the fridge."

I bounce up and walk into her kitchen. I feel around on the bottom two shelves and they just have cups, I get on my tippy toes to touch the top shelf and I feel the cap of a bottle that's laying down. I didn't know what it was because it was basically pitch black unless the lightning was striking. I reach for it again but no luck. I would jump on the counter top but that seems rude and excessive when I could just call my big friendly giant.

I turn around and lean on the counter top in front of the cabinet. "Aves, I can't reach."

I hear her chuckle from the living room. "Doesn't it suck being five foot nothing." She says amused.

"I'm 5'3 actually, but who's counting." I say and I hear her foot steps as she rounds the corner.

She walks near the counter and when she reaches up to grab the bottle our bodies are pressed together and her boobs are just a couple centimeters away from my face. She jumps back and even though I can't see her I know she's blushing because of how easily it happened before.

"My bad-"

"Sorry-" We say at the same time.

We awkwardly laugh it off and Ava puts the bottle on her kitchen island. I walk over to it and sit on one of the stools and she grabs glasses. She puts them down and they clink on the granite, I grab the bottle to see what is and see if we should mix it with juice or something. It's Smirnoff, unflovered just straight vodka. I prefer it like that but I don't know what Ava wants or can handle.

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