That Night

0.3

"Zac!" Emma said enthusiastically, giving him a bright smile. Her eyes roamed over his leather jacket over a white tee and black jeans appreciatively.

"Hello Em," Zac greeted her, well aware that she was checking him out shamelessly, got into his passenger seat.

"Is Daisy coming?" Emma asked, finally tearing her hungry eyes off Zac to crank her head out of the window to look for Zac's sister, Daisy, who was the same age as Emma.

"I don't think so, she said something about finishing a show?"

"I'm going to get her," Emma said determinedly, getting out of the car.

"We are already late," I called out after her.

"Everyone else is just too early," she shot back at me, not turning once to look back and disappeared into Zac's house, which was pretty similar to ours.

I shook my head, Zac laughed at my exasperation, "she is just like you," his eyes twinkled with amusement.

I scowled, "we are nothing alike,"

He raised an eyebrow, something that I wished I could do, "Same blond hair and hazel eyes, both have a high body count, sarcastic, good looking, do I need to go on?"

I rolled my eyes, "She will never be as good looking as me,"

"No," he agreed, I raised both eyebrows at him, "she's better," he smirked.

I hit him and he laughed again, "Asshole," I grumbled.

"What's so funny?" Emma said, I did not hear her get in.

"Zac's being an asshole as usual," I fist bumped with Daisy, who looked miserable, "Hey Daisy,"

"Kade," she said sourly, she glared at Emma through her thick glasses who smiled innocently back, fooling no one.

"How did she do it?" I made eye contact with Daisy through the rearview mirror.

"Threatened to spoil the ending for me," her voice was venomous.

"See, I'm not as evil as she is, we are not the same," I glanced at Zac, who was already looking at me.

"Oh please, what about the time you scared Mr Potedor shitless? Or wake me up at 3am just to TP Jeremy's house because you were drunk and 'his house will look nicer with toilet paper, because it 'fits his house's aesthetic'?" He did the eyebrow thing again.

"It's just twice," I waved him off.

"Then what about the time you make Kean-" he began.

I cut him off, "okay, okay you made your point, and we arrived." I turned off the engine and ignored the cheeky smile threw at my way.

Emma dragged Daisy away as soon as the car had stopped, Daisy threw a pleading look at us, I waved goodbye at her and she gave me the finger.

"And your sister is just like you,"

"I know," he said simply, not taking the bait.

"Kade! Zac! You guys made it! Come in," Kean ushered us into the dim house and the smell of alcohol and sweat hit us, the music was loud enough that I could not hear what Kean had said, but nodded anyways.

Kean left us on our own, knowing that we were well familiar with his place. We made our way to his gigantic kitchen, where he always kept all the alcohol. Zac grabbed two red cups and pour vodka and orange juice in it, just the right amount, the way he knew I like it.

"Thanks," I said, and we knocked our cups back and downed it in one go. I made the next drinks for us.

Soon our friends found us in the kitchen and somehow we made it to the makeshift dance floor in Kean's living room. I was dancing with this girl, Bethany? Brittney? And out of the corner of my eyes I saw Zacharias with a girl too. He caught my eyes and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at me, silently asking, "are you going to hook up with the girl?"

I shrugged, it would be up to the girl, if she wanted to then I would, if not, there always were plenty of others. Before I could suggest anything, her friend dragged her away, but not before she planted a clumsy kiss on my mouth. Oh well. Looking around, I spotted Zac looking very engaged with a blonde girl. Not wanting to disturb him, I made my way to the kitchen for another drink, and got caught up with Jeremy and Kean.

"I think I should go home now, you know how my parents are," Jeremy said, looking at his phone, it was 1am.

"Yeah, we know," I said. Jeremy's parents were Filipino. Although they were not necessarily very strict, Jeremy still listened to his parents and was the eptimone of a good child. 

"Maybe I should go to," I said, looking around for Zac and our sisters.

"Woah dude you going to drive like this?" Jeremy put a hand on my shoulder, steadying me. I didn't even noticed that I was swaying a bit.

"I have to bring our sisters home, and I promised to drive," I did not know that I drank this much.

"I can drive them home, maybe you and Zac can stay here for the night?" Jeremy offered.

"Jeremy, you are a god sent angel I swear," Jeremy was the friend that would wait for you to tie your shoes while the others had already walked ahead.

"No problem man," he clapped me on the back and gave me his sunshine smile. Then he left to get Emma and Daisy, who knew Jeremy since this was not the first time he had helped me drove them.

"Well I guess I can get wasted tonight then," I knocked my cup with Kean's and we downed it in one gulp. After a few more drinks, I wandered off to find Zac, tripping over my own feet.

I found him on a couch, nursing a drink. "Woah, why is the Zacharias Sin all by himself? Where are the girls?" I spun around dramatically, shading my eyes and looking out like I was really trying to find someone.

Zac rolled his eyes, "oh please, then why is the Kaden Zaveri alone?"

"Trying to find his best friend," I flopped down besides him, taking his drink and finishing it.

"I thought you were driving?" He frowned.

"Jeremy is driving them back, we can stay here for the night." I said, "let's get fucking wasted,"

Zac smiled, and I felt the room brightened, "I knew I should have been the one to drive, guess we are getting wasted then." He got up steadily, while I struggled to stand straight. Zac sighed and grabbed my arm, dragging me towards one of the empty rooms where people crashed when they were too wasted or wanted to hook up.

"No I want more drink! I'm not drunk enough," I whined, pulling him towards the kitchen. He didn't put up a fight and let himself to be dragged.

We ended up finishing another bottle of vodka, and when Kean found us, Zac was laying face planted on the kitchen floor. I was laughing for no reason. No I'm laughing because Zac is laying on the floor! Isn't that funny?

"No and you should help me get him up," Kean tried pulling Zac up, but Zac's too heavy for Kean. Kean was only 5'10, and a 5'10 guy trying to pull a 6'2 guy was something that was definitely hilarious.

"I said that out loud?" I didn't move until Kean glared at me and I finally helped him carry Zac, who was completely passed out.

"No, I could hear your thoughts," Kean said sarcastically, but my mind could not process it.

I gasped, "really?" Slowly we made our way back to one of the rooms.

"No," Kean snorted and dropped Zac on the bed.

"What do you mean?" I frowned, Kean was not making any sense at all.

"I mean that you are drunk right now, please go to sleep for the love of god," Kean sighed, and then he left.

Sleep didn't sound so bad, my head started to feel heavy. I walked out of the room and tried to find an empty room or couch to sleep, no such luck. All the rooms and couches were taken by passed out people or couples. The world began to spin; before the world dissolved, I managed to make my way back into Zac's room and flung myself onto the bed.