Vapor (Sounds Good Feels Good series)

Prologue

I wasn't supposed to meet him. I wasn't supposed to know about him. He was supposed to be a blip. I was supposed to be a blip. But on that one night, I had to be a decent person.

That night
It was eleven when I arrived on campus and I was on my way back to the dorms. I ran into the same boy who blew smoke into my face earlier this evening. I glared at him while he smirked and walked past me. He reeked of alcohol and walked like he was drunk.

"Are you okay?" I asked as I followed him to God knows where.

"It's none of your business," he simply shrugged.

"Do you need help?" I asked as he almost fell over. I held him up only for him to push me away. "I'm trying to help."

"I don't need your help," he spat out. "Now, leave me alone."

He stumbled a bit and ended up on the grass. I sighed. Tonight, I'm taking care of, yet again, another drunk. I picked him up with all of my strength, but he pushed me off of him again.

"I said I don't need your help," he snapped, walking away again.

I should've ignored him. I should've let him walk away from me. But no. I had to be a good person and help this poor drunk college boy back to his dorm room.

"You need my help," I said as I walked up next to him.

"I don't," he said with a stern tone.

I stood in front of him, causing him to stop. "You do," I said, patting down his pockets.

"If you wanted to hook up, you should've told me," he smirked.

I rolled my eyes and took out his wallet. "Calum Hood," I read his driver's license aloud. "Nice to meet you, Calum," I muttered as I searched for his campus I.D.

"Are you done yet?"

I narrowed my eyes at him and ignored his question. I found his I.D. and learned that he's staying in the Frat house outside of campus. "Time to go," I smiled as I looped my arm with him.

I lead him to my car and drove him to his not so humble abode. Like my house, there was a car parked on the lawn. I saw strobe lights from inside and a keg on the porch. It wasn't my scene. I'm obviously not the one to party.

"Can I leave now?" Calum snapped me out of my thoughts.

I rolled my eyes. "Of course," I glared at him.

"Thank you," he muttered.

"One question though," I stopped him from opening the door.

He sighed with annoyance. "What?"

"What are you doing drunk on campus when there's a party at your Frat house?" I asked curiously.

"There's a party wherever you go, why go to one where you already live?"

I nodded, still not getting the concept of his ways. "Goodnight," I said, signaling him that he was allowed to leave.

"Goodnight," he muttered.