The Sound of Summer

6. Truth or Dare

Warning: this chapter contains underage drinking and drug consumptions as well as physical and verbal violence.

When we get to the party, I can't help but be enthralled by how huge AJ's loft apartment is. It must take up half of the entire floor. I peep out the window and see the most beautiful view of SoHo. Thankfully, he lives less than an hour away from me, so coming here was an absolute breeze. We see AJ commanding a crowd and I can't help but be impressed. He has a way of captivating people so you think every word that leaves his mouth is meant for you and you alone. He spots and shoots us a big grin, before excusing himself from the others.

"Be nice please" I whisper to Andre right before AJ approaches us.

"Lungi, mi amor, I'm so glad you could make it," he says kissing me on both cheeks before pulling me into a hug. I hug him back tentatively because I don't want to piss Andre off. When I look to my side, he looks like he wants to snap, but he holds himself together.

"Thanks for having us AJ," he says politely and extends his hand forward. AJ grabs it and pulls him into what I can only call a bro hug before kissing him on both cheeks as well. I can't help but chuckle. Andre looks extremely uncomfortable, but he offers me a meek smile.

That's progress, I think as I lean forward to kiss him. AJ coos over us before giving us a quick tour of his loft. There are three bedrooms, he tells us which two are available if we want to hook up. The other bedroom he says to never enter if we love to live. Ominous. I memorize which door it is, and go back to following AJ. He shows us where the bathrooms are, how to get out on the balcony, and then leads us back into the living room. He excuses himself when more guests come in, playing the role of attentive host.

I immediately walk to the drinks table. Andre trails me, but he keeps a safe distance away. I study my options and can't help but laugh. God bless high school parties. There is no order to what's on the table, no cohesion. There's everything from Four Loco to cognac. I play it safe and mix myself a rum and coke. The night is still young no use in getting drunk this soon. Andre grabs a beer and we make our way around the rest of the party.

"He seems like he's having fun." Andre says. I don't know who he's talking about, until I see him staring at AJ making out with some boy on the couch.

"And we aren't having enough," I say as I down the rest of my drink and crush the plastic cup in my hand for dramatic effect. Andre chuckles at me and then chugs the rest of his beer.

"Let's go dance." The night passes in a blur. I take breaks in between dancing to mix myself more drinks. The third time I go to the table, I see people taking shots and join them.

Eventually, I make my way back to Andre. It's hard to keep track of anything when I'm this drunk. I feel amazing though. When I dance, I can feel the music in my blood. I grab Andre and start to grind my ass against him, suddenly hit with an intense wave of horniness.

He's enjoying it because he holds on to my hips and guides them in sync with the music. I turn around and kiss him before jumping up and wrapping my legs around his waist. He chuckles nervously but plays along with me. I keep kissing him and I only realize it in pieces that I'm bouncing my hips up and down. I can't stop because it feels too good. I moan into his mouth before he breaks our kiss and talks in my ear.

"Lungi, stop. We aren't alone here," he tries to say it kindly but it still hurts when he does.

"You didn't seem to mind when you ate me out at school yesterday," I say, maybe a little too loudly because he looks around to see if somebody heard me. I know they have when he suddenly puts me on the floor, grabs my hand, and pulls me aside. I can't help but laugh as he does. It's hard to take anything seriously when I can't even see him straight. He leans me against a wall and stands over me.