I Want Him [18+]

9 - Wanna Tease Him?

Music thumped against the walls of the house and Aimee couldn't help but smile. It was one of her favourite things. The idea of music drowning out people's problems and concerns, bringing them together as they danced, drank and talked in the environment of a party.

"Aimee!" Jamie called out, trying to get her attention, "Fuck sake, what is it with you and always getting lost in the stars" he laughed at her as he grabbed her hand - holding it as he pulled her through the sweaty bodies, grinding against each other in the party

"Sorry!" She laughed, feeling the effects of their pre drinks at her house

"Don't worry about it hun" he laughed, finally getting them into the kitchen and to the drinks station

Already knowing Aimee's drink or choice, because they'd been friends for too many years to count - eight to be exact but they as well grown up together - he passed her a cup full of Bacardi and pineapple juice that he made.

Cheersing him, Aimee scanned the party, as she took a sip from her red solo cup.

Noticing her doing this from the moment they stepped through the door, Jamie playfully rolled his eyes as he looked at his friend. "Stop looking for him" He whispered as Aimee jumped out of her thoughts, narrowing her eyes at her best friend

"I'm not-" she protested looking at Jamie

"Mmhmm. I've known you for eight years Aimee, I know when you're scouting for dick" Jamie teased knowingly, "And I know you're looking for one in particular" he laughed

"Hush!" Aimee shushed him, as if the party would even hear him over the booming music

"Hun, no one's gonna hear me - but they're definitely gonna know with the way your eyes look like they're ready to do some M.I.6 spy shit - scanning the everyone in the rooms identity for him" Jamie shook his head at how boy crazy Aimee was being over some good dick

"Aht!" Aimee scoffed at Jamie's comment about her staring, but she couldn't deny she had shamelessly been looking out for him all night

Like for real, what was wrong with her? They had sex all of one time and he waited outside of her lecture once and then it got pointed out that she was basically manifesting him and now she was what? A boy crazy girl who couldn't make up her mind on whether she truly wanted to see this out or she wanted to check up on him but ignore him because she was too afraid of being hurt.

God Aimee, what the hell had happened to you? What happened to the confident girl who was ready to make any boy her bitch.

"Well, well, well" Jamie hummed approvingly as he noticed the very subject of their conversation walk through the front door with his many fine friends, "He's definitely good looking, I'll give you that" he smiled, scanning the entire group up and down

"Ugh athletes, practically sculpted out by god personally" Jamie mumbled dreamily as Aimee quickly turned around, not even daring to look at Ollie and instead making the sight of the dance floor her new favourite thing

"Jamie!" Aimee scolded, knowing he probably didn't even dare to look away from the group despite how obvious he was being, as he had been narrating their every movement

"What? I'm only looking" Jamie mumbled as he took a sip from his own cup

"Yes but we both know you don't just look" Aimee gave him a knowing look as too many times she had to deal with Jamie plus alcohol with straight men - which meant dragging him away from embarrassment and emotional damage as somehow he'd manage to figure out which one was in the closet in a second and it would be a tortuous amount of times he'd sleep with them time and time again - but they wouldn't want to come out and it would only hurt Jamie.