*DIS-FUCKING-CLAIMER* THIS CHAPTER GETS KINDA SEXUAL AND AWKWARD AND IT IS A RULE THAT YOU CAN NOT TALK TO ME ABOUT THIS CHAPTER EVER. GOODBYE!
I pushed through the crowd in my living room.
This was not a small party. I do not do well with crowds and alcohol.
I had said a small party and the next thing I know Finn has got at least 60 horny, drunk teenagers on my main floor. Of course Ria left with Finn as soon as everyone piled in.
I was wearing black leggings and a red hoodie and I didn't fit in at all. My makeup and hair were done nice but of course I wasn'tpretty enough.
Where the fuck is Chris?
"Hey cutie." I heard a voice slur behind me. He was tall brown flippy hair and a lip piercing. Very attractive but the smell of alcohol was radiating off him. " What's the hurry?" he asked as I tried to walk by. He grabbed my wrist tightly and I winced and thought he might have reopened some old cuts.
"What's wrong there?" he rolled up my sleeves. "Ew! You do that? Fucking disgusting!"
Nothing I havn't heard before but I teared up. He had reopened cuts and I was bleeding pretty hard. Soon enough others were looking at what was happening. Chris pushed the guy to the ground "Go home!" He demanded and the guy stumbled up and ran off. Apparently Chris was a lot better known than I had thought. "Fuck. You're bleeding." he mumbled and carried me out of the crowd. I fell into his arms. I was feeling very dizzy from the anxiety of what just happened and a lot of blood was coming from my arm. Next thing I knew I was on the cold bathroom floor and Chris was wrapping my arms in bandages.
"There, all better." he said and rolled down my sleeve. "Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are?"
I shook my head and fell into him and he just cradled me for a bit.
"Can we go downstairs and dance for a bit?" he asked and I nodded even though I was beyond tired. A very slow song was playing so he draped my arms around his neck and he wrapped his arms around my waist and squeezed us so close together every inch of our body was pressed together. Our noses were touching and I could feel his breath which meant he could feel my breath quicken and feel my heart race. He started rubbing small circles on my hips and we swayed to the music. I saw Finn and Maria doing shots in the kitchen so I knew at least they weren't dead. I was too tired on my tippy toes so I went on my feet and rested my head on his chest and closed my eyes. I was exhausted and i blacked out at least twice before the song ended. I heard him chuckle "Come on, you need sleep." He led me upstairs to my room "Do you want me to leave you?"
I said no and he asked what I did want.
I didn't know what to say so I just held his hand so he couldn't leave the room like I used to do with my dad. He gave in and switched off the light so he could lay down with me. I didn't feel as tired because I had walked around. I undid my bra because uncomfortable and threw it on the floor.
"What was that?" Chris asked.
"It's not comfy." I mumbled into his chest and pulled him closer.
"Well that wasn't very nice of you." he whispered into my hair.
I kissed his collar bone and let my lips linger. "Sorry."
"Neither was that." It was his turn now and he put his lips to my neck so I could feel his breath. I shivered and shook my head. Very slowly, he put his lips on my neck and sucked. "No. Don't do that." But he didn't stop for another 30 seconds and I was sure it left a mark.
"Alright. We are done with this tease please." I pleaded and rested my eyes finally. It felt good to have someone to rest my head on. And that's how I fell asleep.
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"Wake the fuck up!" Finn was shouting all over the house. " We have to at least clean up some of this shit."
"I'm pretty sure you mean you!" Chris screamed back at his. Now I was definatly awake.
"Where the fuck are you man?" Finn asked Chris.
"In Jamie's room." he replied like it wasn't a thing. I opened my eyes and gave him a look. I pulled away from his warmth to lay at the opposite side of the bed.
"Uh- why did you guys sleep in the same bed?" Finn asked,
"I wasn't feeling good and couldn't sleep so I made him stay." I covered and Ria walked in wearing nothing but Finn's shirt.
"Uhm Ria, why aren't you wearing clothes?" she looked down and gasped like she forgot, blushed and left the room without answering
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Living with the Enemy
Teen FictionJamie has been trying to cope with her father's death since 7th grade. But now in 10th grade, her mom is making it a lot harder by marrying her worst enemy's father. PS. I swear a lot
