You stood on the doorstep of Ashley's house. You could hear the loud music and the yelling on the other side of the door. You looked down at the welcome mat of the floor You kept your hands in your pocket after you rang the doorbell. You looked up quickly, as you saw him open the door. "(Y/N), you made it!!"You nodded. "Some party," you confessed, over the loud music. "Yeah," he replied, shrugging. "I originally only invited 10. How we ended up with this many, I wouldn't know," Ash said with a chuckle. You looked around. "Well, Hey, go ahead and make yourself comfy. We have chips and dip in the kitchen and all the alcohol in the fridge. Knock yourself out!" Ashley then vanished into the crowd, leaving you alone with a hundreds of strangers.
You made your way into the kitchen to grab a quick beer, until you saw another familiar face. It was your old friend (y/f/n). "(Y/f/n)," you called, grinning. The girl turned around, taking a second to recognize you. "Oh my God! (Y/N)!" She hurried over to you and hugged you tightly. "It's been forever," she explained. You nodded, as you smiled more. You guys took about an hour to catch up, until a specific song came on the stereo.
(Y/f/n) paused and laughed. "Remember this song?" You burst into laughter, nodding. "We use to dance to this all the time in my car," you said. "Let's Dance!!" (Y/f/n) grabbed your arm and rushed you over to the dance floor, where you both danced your heart out.
Both of you danced for hours straight, while you'd sip your beer between laughs, and getting hammered by the minute. You'd get stares by random people, but you still danced like no one was watching. Although, you did caught the eye of someone specific. After you danced, you scurried over to the couch, taking a breathe. "That was fun," you said. She agreed. "Hey, I'll catch up with you later, (Y/N). I'm gonna get that dude's number," she said, while you laughed. You stood on the couch, watching other people dance. "Nice moves," said a deep voice beside you. You looked over to your side, seeing a pale and blue eyed guy. "Thanks?" You said with a short smile.
"I'm Andy," he introduced himself. You took another sip of your beer, before replying. "I'm (Y/N). Nice to meet you. Aren't you in that band with Ashley?" Andy nodded, excitedly. "Yeah, I'm the vocalist." You smiled, eyeing him up and down. "Wanna get another drink with me," you asked, getting up. You noticed the beer he was holding, which seemed close to full. He smiled nerdly, glancing at his full bottle. "Sure. I-Uhh.. I'm holding this for a friend," he said nervously. He put the bottle on the coffee table and followed you to get another beer.
{Next Morning}
You woke up the next day with a tattooed arm latched on around your torso. You raised an eyebrow, feeling a headache coming on. Sitting up, you turned around to see who it was. Oddly enough, it was that dude, Andy. You shook his arm, to wake him up. "Wake up," you said, in a low tone. Andy rubbed his eyes, blinking many times to really see your face. "What's wrong?" His voice was still sleepy. "Jesus Christ. Did we sleep together?" Your tone changed quickly. You weren't very mad as to actually sleeping with him, since he was handsome after all. But it was the fact that he had taken advantage of you while you were completely drunk that got you angry. Andy shook his head quickly and nervously. "We didn't, I swear. After a few beers, we danced a bit. You wanted to go home, so I took you home. You were trying to undress me, but I didn't feel right. So, I told you no, so you insisted I'd stay and watch over you. You're a beautiful person and I wouldn't want to take advantage of such beauty," he blushed. You let out a soft laugh and smiled. "Thank you." You got up, taking a hold of his wrists "C'mon get up I got Advil and you can help me make pancakes."
