Over Rated Jealousy

Chapter 5

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After a wild glow in the dark paint fight, they could fully say they were ready for the night to go perfectly. Stiles had paint all over his face and bare arms, and Lydia had paint all over her cheeks and all over the back of her thighs.

If they would have been paying more attention, they would have noticed just how sexual it could have gotten. But they were having too much fun to notice.

They were already out on the dance floor, dancing stupidly along with everyone else to whatever song was blasting through the speakers.

As the bass drops, the lights start to flicker and everyone screams, jumping up and down to the beat as they throw their hands up, having a mad good time.

"You know what? We should take shots." Lydia says suddenly, letting all of her worries go as she grabs his hands before he can reply. "It's a good thing we caught a cab her then, because if this happens who knows how plastered we'll get."

He replies over the loud Krewella song. "I live for the night, I live for the lights, I live for the high 'till I'm free fallin." She sings as they ask for shots and watch them pour the drinks excitedly.

"Alright, here's the deal. In the next song, every time the beat drops, we throw it back. "I live for the night, I live for the lights, I live for the high til I'm free fallin, I life for the night."

The song ends, and they both pick up a glass, smiling.

"I'm totally game."

He replies, smirking slightly as the next song starts up. "You're going to push your luck, tell me you've had enough. I'm taking off the gloves, get down and lick the dust."

They wait patiently for the bass to drop, smiling as they knew it was coming from the way the beat of the song picked up.