"Aiden..." I shake my head, eyes fixed anywhere but the gorgeous man next to me.
His hand grips my chin tightly, just enough to make me avert my eyes to his.
"You know you want this as much as I fucking do. I want you to be mine. I want to be the...
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"Oh god", I sigh heavily. Summer and Ethan stand by either side of me, in the crowded lounge room, where more than a hundred people are in. Dancing, drinking, smoking and making out.
The loud music booms between the walls, making my whole body vibrate and my heart thump faster.
"Let's drink!" Summer, my overly excited bestfriend shouts over the loud music.
Abruptly grabbing my hand, I grab Ethan's, instinctively letting us both be dragged and pushed through the sweaty people until we get to the kitchen.
My eyes roam over the alcohol on the countertops. A few people stand here and there, making the space seem crowded, even if it's not as bad as the lounge room.
"You guys need to taste this!" Summer shouts over the music, holding out two red solo cups to me and Ethan. Before we can do anything else, Ethan let's put a squeal at something he sees behind Summer.
We both look at him as he runs to a intimidating looking guy, with many tattoos and jet black hair. A black leather jacket on his upper body, along with an all black shirt and jeans.
"So! Introductions!" Ethan smiles brightly, this might be the happiest I've seen him, honestly. "Dean, this is Summer and Avery! My two bestfriends! Girls, this is my boyfriend, Dean!" He shouts.
Even tho his intimidating demeanor , Dean shots both of us a sweet smile and waves shyly.
We all greet each other and Summer is back on trying to get us to drink.
Finally giving in, I grab the filled up solo cup and bring it to my nose. It reeks of alcohol and something sweet, maybe candy?
"What is this?" I shout loudly. Dean and Ethan both look at Summer expectidly.
"Vodka and Red Bull! Now drink!"
I gulp some of the liquid, and scowl at the taste. The bitter alcohol is much stronger than the beer, I'm used to drink and it leaves a burning taste behind.
All of a sudden, my eyes lit up at the sweet taste left on my tongue.
I gulp down some more.
"Aves, take it easy on the drinks, don't want you getting drunk now do we?" Summer laughs. I shake my head with a grin. "I'll just drink this!"
.....
An hour, much talking and getting to know Dean, one and a half vodka-red bull cocktail, and four-maybe more shots-later, I find myself in a bathroom looking at myself in the mirror, a little dizzy, but good in general.
I laugh at my reflection. Never did I think that I would look this much of a badass.
My black low-cut, crop top, shows off little too much of the top of my breasts, that I know I'm comfortable with, but it'll do. I'm feeling confident tonight. I notice my black bra strap is thicker than my top strap, which makes me kind of regret my decision of not wearing the bikini.
