The drive to the party was short since the Publix is just a little bit off the campus of UF. The frat house is alive with music and people scattered everywhere. I pretty much have to park my car in the middle of the street but it doesn't matter since the road is a dead end.
I get out, tugging my dress down, and walk into the house. It could take me hours to find Michelle and Camila.
Or not since Camila's boyfriend is like a fucking skyscraper. He's exactly one foot taller than her but they are still so cute together. I push people out of the way to get to them.
When I do. She has her legs wrapped around him and they're kissing. I take three steps back and turn around not wanting to interrupt.
Eh no. I could care less. I turn back around and yell at them. "Legs, lips, and hands to yourselves! Yes I'm talking to you Hemmings and Maló!"
Luke drops her right on the floor. He's so clumsy. "Shit sorry Cam!" As he extends his hand to help her up he falls on top of her. After that I walk away. They won't be any help any time soon.
I bet I'm going to be all alone at this party like always. Michelle and Calum are always busy somewhere. Cam and Luke are tripping and kissing everywhere they go.
I plop down on the red leather couch that has a few other people there. Someone comes around with a ton of cups and a bottle of cherry vodka. He stands right behind the couch where I'm sitting. "Who wants some?" He yells out. People all around scream back yes and other things.
I pluck a cup from the bottom and wave it at him. He fills it up. I take a little sip. I'm still not really used to the burning of the drink going down my throat. I love the taste just not the burn.
The guy passes the bottle around and sits next to me. "Hey there Ryan. How ya doing babe?" His eyes are bloodshot and he slurs all his words.
"Go away. Your drunk out of your mind."
"Nah let's go and have some fun we haven't had in a while." His hand runs up my leg, my hand slaps it away.
"No! Just get your grimy hands off me and go away!" He starting to piss me off. Can't he just go away?
"Why Baby?" He slurs, his hand back to my legs and the other goes to my cheek. "Just let loose." He strokes my cheek and it looks like he's going to kiss me.
Suddenly his face doesn't get any closer and I don't get the chance to slap him like in the movies. A hand is placed on his shoulder and he was spun around
"Did you not hear her? She said get away." The person said half calm half angry, this voice is familiar.
Muffled cries comes from under the boy who I now recognize to be the guy who took my skittles. "I asked you a question" Skittles boy said not taking his intimidating stare or the boy who looked small compared to skittle boy over here.
"Yes!" He squeaks out just barely above a whisper. Skittles boy punches him in the arm so hard he falls backwardsto the wall.
"Are you okay?" His words are soft towards me. His eyes look all over my face searching for any sign of me not being okay.
"Uh ya." I just trying to understand what just happened.
"Why did you do that?" I asked not thinking why I just said my thoughts out loud.
"I don't think anyone should be treated like that." He responded simply.
"I could have handled him himself.
"Trust me as much as you think you can overpower everyone for what you want, you can't." He said looking up at me.
I was trying to think of what he said, but when I looked up he was gone.
Author's Note;
Heyyy so Clover wrote most of this chapter, but i helped finish it. I have alot of great plot twists and surprises for this story. Sorry for the short chapter , JUST WAIT for the plot twists!!-[Jaxs]
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Skittles ≫ a.i ☼
FanfictionA story in which a girl and a boy finds love, over an argument about who gets the last pack of skittles. Ryan lives on the campus of The University of Florida. She has a serious obsession, more like addiction, to skittles. Someone around the campus...