THREESOME

twentyone - this party made me feel extravagant

"What?"

"Oh so you don't remember?" He chuckled some more.

"Remember what?" I sat up, head spinning.

"Well before you passed out like a horrible drunk I asked you if you thought I was hot. You said 'ew no disgusting' but I wasn't convinced," he got up as well to stretch.

"Ew, what? And why are you shirtless?" I questioned, a little anxious.

"Why are you?"

"I came like this you fucking bozo." I slapped his neck, leaving a red bruise on it.

He shrieked in pain.

"What was that for?"

"Get the fuck up. What happen?" I demanded.

He just chuckled, "look, I don't man." He put his hands up in defense.

"Why the hell are you so calm!?" I yelled, demanding an answer.

"I just...I thought we connected. That's all."

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. Then, I slowly stood up. "So your telling me," I begun slowly, "we had to say or do something that made you think we had some sort of connection? Is that what I'm hearing?" I slowly asked.

"Yeah. We had fun."

"MICKEY. DEAR GOD!" I shouted. Honestly not knowing what to say. I- I did something with Mickey?

My bestfriends ex?

Like what the fuck is wrong with me!?

That's distgusting.

He's disgusting.

A cheater.

A wimp.

I...

I need some fresh air.

I started to walk out but Mickey stopped me.

"Wait, where you going?" He asked, fully sitting up.

"Your drunk. Go back to sleep," I demanded, feet plastered to the ground.

"Well, you are too then. You walked in drunk." He 'smartly' responded.

"I'm seriously thinking about actually punching you in the face right now. And I'm not, I only need about 30mins of sleep before it wears off. High tolerance for alcohol or something," I rolled my eyes, opened the door and stormed out.

I had to push through a bunch of drunk young adults. Still partying like no absolute tomorrow. How? It's been like 4 hours now.

I finally reached outside where I could engulf my lungs with fresh air.

Frankie's going to be pissed.

Daisy

The only reason I came to this party was to look for Scott.

So how did I end up drunk on a bed with a total Adonis? I don't know.

"Your funny Daisy. What's your major?" He asked, taking another blow of the blunt.

"I don't have one. I don't go to school with these rich idiots. Well, except for my besties. We call ourselves..." I gasped, thinking of the perfect name for us, "THREESOME!" I shouted. He jumped.

"What?"

"Like, we can call ourselves the threesome. Of course we wouldn't do anything sexual but it's the perfect name right?" I shook his shoulder. My red eyes wider than ever.

"Uh, yes?" It came out more of a question.

"Ya know Matthew, I like you," I smiled.

"Ugh, thank I guess." He smiled. His bright teeth and dimply smile made me want to melt in his-

Wait...

What...?

No. I'm Daisy.

I don't do boys.

I don't relationships period.

"I like you too Daisy." He smiled at me once again. Or well, the smile never really left his face. "Can I kiss you?"

The question shocked me. Why did he need to ask? Just simply lean in and-

Ughhhhh.

He's got me totally messed the fuck up.

When I don't respond, the perfect smile on his face totally drops. Something made me feel bad.

I decided to...well...in order to bring that smile back...kiss him. Because why not. Right?

His lips linger with mine. With me slightly parting my lips, it gave him the perfect opportunity to plunge his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues swirling around and around and us swapping saliva.

I thought Max felt perfect, this felt like heaven.

Now isn't that funny, Max is Maxwell but this dude is Matthew. Not to mention Maxwell's middle name is Adonis and this dude is an Adonis. So weird.

As our kiss gets deeper, one hand slides up and down my back while the other tugs at my messy locks.

He pushes himself further on top of me and I could feel the thick package in his pants. Like an instant, I wrapped my leg around his legs, pushing him further on top of my now wet self.

I knew what it felt like to be horny, and this, this was beyond that. I was so horny for this guy, it hurts!

To be continued...