Emily's POV*
"Just a heads up I look like shit right now" I said as we walked to Brandon's car.
He looked me up and down, examining my outfit. "I think you look hot" he smirked licking his lips.
"I have a-"
"Boyfriend. I know. No need to keep reminding me Emily" he chuckled lightly. "But we can go to your place and you can change if you want" he asked me.
"That would be good, thanks" I said and he grabbed his car keys from his back pocket.
He unlocked his white Mercedes and opened the passenger door for me. I thanked him and got in. He shut the door and jogged around to his side.
He got in and shut his door. He stuck the key in the ignition and the car started. "Where's your place?" He asked me.
"Oh me and Maddie don't have a place yet so we're still in the motel" I explained and he chuckled.
"I'll just tell you where to go" I said and he nodded his head.
We drove in a comfortable silence until we reached the motel. "I'll be five minutes" I said getting out of the car.
Brandon laughed. "No you won't. Girls take forever to get ready" he said and I rolled my eyes.
"Time me then" I said and shut the door. I walked in the door and up the hall. I unlocked the door and shut it behind me.
I walked over to my side of the wardrobe and swung the doors open. I quickly changed into a black bandeau top, ripped black jeans and black ankle boots.
I applied makeup and walked out the door and locked it behind me. I hurried to Brandon's car and swung the door open.
He looked up from his phone and a smirk ran across his lips. "You look even hotter" he said and I buckled up. I could feel my cheeks getting hot.
"Thank you. How'd I do?" I asked referring to the time.
"Seven minutes" he said and I scoffed jokingly.
"Told you" He said pulling out of the parking lot.
"So did you party a lot back in Denver?" He asked me while he drove to the house.
I shrugged. "Not that much but I've been to a couple of parties" I said and he nodded.
The drive only lasted about ten minutes. After driving down a couple of more streets, I slowly began to notice more and more cars being parked along the side walk.
Seeing how many cars there actually were started create nervous butterflies in my stomach.
I haven't been to a party in a while.
Finally, Brandon parked the car close to the house and we both got out. I noticed it was the only house that had had lights on inside and music playing loudly. Plus, it's the only house with a pile of cars in front of it.
Multiple people stood in front of the house, most of them smoking and drinking.
We walked past the people in the front and in the front door, almost immediately being smothered by bodies that were sweaty and drunk.
The music was loud, much louder from outside. Obviously.
My eyes traveled everywhere, glaring at the multiple drunk people either dancing or making out.
"You want a drink?" Brandon asked me snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah" I said and he grabbing my wrist gently, leading me to the kitchen I'm guessing.
