june and the blond boy

Perfectly Timed Interruptions

"Yeah." I smiled. He gave me some sort of uncertain look. "Yeah, I've just been at college, and he's been here, so.." I trailed off with a shrug.

"Oh, yeah..." he nodded. He went on to ask me where I'd been going to school and what I'd been up to in general. We chatted for a bit and he seemed to get real comfortable when he scooted closer to me, placing his hand on my knee just like James did to Hayden earlier in the day.

"Y'know, you look a lot different." he spoke quieter in my ear, sending chills along my neck and back. "In a good way." he added with a smile.

He looked like he was about to ask me something until I felt a firm grip on my arm, pulling me out of my spot on the couch.

"Fuck off, Danny." James barked over the loud chatter and music. I furrowed my brows at his disrespectful attitude, smacking his grip off my arm. His hand didn't budge, only tightened it's grip, pulling me closer to his side.

"James, hey man! It's been a long time." Danny stood up, greeting his old friend.

"Yeah, not long enough. Don't fuckin' try anything with her." his tone stayed firm as he spoke.

"Huh?" I blinked between the two. "James, you fuck off." my arm was finally free from his iron grip as I moved away from him.

"What?" James hissed lowly.

"I said, fuck off. You've been ditching me all night and then the one time I actually find someone who seems to enjoy my company, you fuck it up." I shouted at him.

"Oh yeah, I'm sure he enjoys your company a whole lot." he said, glaring over at Daniel who had confusion written all over his face.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" I scoffed, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Don't make me spell it out for you." he leaned in, lowering his voice as he spoke.

I leaned closer as well, matching my volume to his. "Is that your fucked up subtle way of calling me a whore?"

James laughed. He actually laughed.

"No, that's my fucked up subtle way of calling him a whore."

I furrowed my brows, my head beginning to ache from whatever the hell was coming out of his mouth.

"How many fuckin' drinks have you had?" I asked, completely tuning out the party going on around us. Nobody had been paying attention except for Daniel.

"Not a single fucking drop, thanks for asking!" he raised his voice. I knew I must've hit home with that one, but I was fucking pissed.

"I've been a little too pre-occupied, focused on getting your co-ed ass home before—" he darted his eyes to Daniel as he said his next words, "someone else tries to."

I laughed in his face. "Really? 'Cause you seem a little too pre-occupied with your fuck buddy, who - might I add, is also my best friend that you've been ditching me for all fucking night." I retorted, pointing to the general direction of the kitchen where Hayden was distracted.

James' face fell. He looked me up and down before getting right in my face, close enough that I could feel his breath.

"Fine. But don't come crying to me, saying I didn't warn you when this jack-off fuckin' roofie's you." he pushed past me, shoulder checking me on his way past.