Hard Boy ✔️

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- Hard Boy; Frawley -
- Thnks fr th Mmrs; Fall Out Boy - 

Aurora Holland

"Where the hell have you been?" Paige asked as I walked into the kitchen.

The party was still going strong, despite how long it's been. It wasn't even that late the more I think of it, it just felt like I was here for so long considering we got here hours before it started.

Paige's hair was messy, probably from her moment with Elijah. Her makeup and clothes still looked flawless though, despite being drunk.

"I was--" I turned, seeing Carter talking to Elijah in the other room. Elijah was touching Carter's shoulder, the boys focused on whatever they were talking about.

As if he could feel me staring, Carter looked over. A ghost of a smirk covered his lips, and I just blushed as I looked back at my cousin.

"Well? You were gone for like three hours?" She questioned, crossing her arms over her chest.

"You went upstairs with Elijah, you were the one that disappeared," I stated, straightening my freshly washed clothes out. They were still warm, and although I would've been thankful if I were outside, I wasn't.

I was in the middle of a massive party with sweating teenagers, it was far from cold in here.

"Okay, I guess you're--" She stopped in the middle of her sentence, squinting at me. "How'd you know his name?"

"He introduced himself to me at some point after you ditched me." I shrugged.

Of course, I wasn't lying to her, but I felt like I was. I wasn't down here the whole time the way I was playing it off, but I'm almost afraid to tell her I've been spending the last few hours with Carter.

Not only would she call me crazy, but she'd never stop talking about it. And I almost didn't want her to know, I want this to be my little moment.

Even if Carter never talks to me again after this, it's okay. He seems like someone who didn't really want anyone to know about the things he does, and even if he doesn't care whether anyone knows or not I don't want to give off the impression that I'll just run my mouth about the things we did.

We didn't do anything except ask each other questions, but it doesn't matter. It was more fun than I intended it to be, and even if nothing like this ever happens again, I'm okay with that.

It gave me a good memory to hold onto despite the bad memories from my very first high school party.

"Aurora! Where've you been?" Logan asked as he walked up to us.

He had a cute smile on his face, his cheeks red due to the alcohol in his system and the heat circulating the house. I immediately got a whiff of the cologne he was wearing a lot as I had earlier, along with the alcohol on his breath.

"Just around," I mumbled.

"I think we're going to get going soon, her parents will kill us if they find out we came to a party," Paige said.

"Where did they think you went?" Logan asked.

"Study group," Paige responded.

"Study group before Aurora even started school? How did that work?" Logan's brows pushed together.

The confused look on his face was cute, and I found myself smiling at the sight. He then looked over at me, causing my cheeks to burn as I looked back at Paige.