I Know Him (on going)

12. It's Just a Party

"Crazy nights make the best memories"

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After Jake opened the door, Melissa came in carrying clothes in her right arm and in her left was a giant make up bag.

Oh boy.

She looked like a mess, she was in her t-shirt from this morning and booty shorts, with half of her make up done, and heels on. She looked like she had been running, and she was panting, why?

"Did you get hit by a train or something?" Jake voiced my thoughts

Melissa glared at him hard "Funny, do you want to get hit by a train? Cuz trust me I can make that happen" she threaten him with narrowed eyes, although they were playful, they still made Jake step back.

I couldn't help but let out a small laugh "Don't you dare laugh at me Malia I was going to get ready" she explained like a crazy woman pointing at her clothes with wide eyes.

"Clearly" I chuckled.

Jake whistled in a playful manner, and he earned a glare from Melissa and a chuckle from me.

"Ugh I don't have time for you right now Jake, but watch your back" she pointed with her fingers to her eyes and then to his with a death glare.

"Give the boy a break, and you Jake watch it, Melissa doesn't hold back I thought you knew this, and if she tries something I'm afraid I won't stop her" I said with a smile and Jake just looked at me with wide eyes nodding nervously and I just saw Melissa smirk.

Melissa started climbing the stairs with a crazy yet excited expression.

"I'm not going Melissa I'm not in the mood" I lied, it kinda freaked me out how much she liked to party, she would go to 4 parties a week, surprisingly for me, she couldn't get enough.

I didn't necessary had to tell her that I was a little upset because I overheard Liam and his friends talking.

"That'd be a perfect explanation if I had asked for one, now go to your room, and let's start getting ready" she said smacking my ass and standing beside me with her arms crossed.

"Hey!" I yelled.

"What? You got a nice behind" she said with an innocent pout on her lips, and I couldn't help but laugh with her.

"Let's just go you weirdo" I said and we both walked to my room.

"So I was thinking like a slutty but nice type of dress, maybe a red or a black one? I don't know if I'm wearing this one, what do you think?" she asked showing me what was practically a black crop top, but was in fact a dress, I looked at her with an eyebrow raised.

"What? I'm not scared to show some skin" she sassed, I just smiled and shook my head lightly in a playfully disappointed look.

"So which one? The black one will accentuate your waist but the red one your boobs" I looked at her with a smile thinking she was kidding, when she didn't smile back I knew she was serious.

"How about neither? This is high school party, this isn't a club, people go home without their underwear and get soaked in beer, no thanks"

"Ugh you're no fun" she said dragging the n at the end and rolling her eyes at me, she asked in a bored almost annoyed tone. "You don't wanna wear a dress? Fine, wear whatever you want, as long as you go" she answered her own question with a big grin, and started looking through the bunch of clothes she brought for something to wear for herself.