When you and Steve arrived at Tina's house, the party was already wild. Steve had been right.
You slammed the car door shut and adjusted your suit blazer a little. Music was blasting loudly even from outside the house, and the driveway was filled with bikes and cars. A car stood out more than the others though. It was a blue Camaro, which meant that Tina had had success with inviting Billy to the party.
You shook your head and laughed, and right after, a very happy Tina came out from her house.
"You made it", Tina cheered excitedly and jumped into your arms. You smiled and returned the hug. Tina was dressed up as Madonna's "Like A Virgin" which was ironic.
Tina's hug was warm and you wanted to hold her longer, but it ended quickly.
"Come on, the party's waiting", she shouted and began pulling you and Steve eagerly towards the crowded home.
Inside there was a variety of people. There was probably an equal amount of people from high school and people who were strangers. Tina was known for inviting people that had already graduated or friends from elsewhere. You didn't mind. It simply meant that you had more options.
"Steve", Nancy shouted and ran to him clumsily. She was drunk.
Steve's face beamed up with happiness and he pulled her into a sweet embrace. Nancy was dressed as Lana, just like Steve had promised.
You smiled and looked around for something interesting to do, so you could leave the couple to themselves, and quickly spotted a bowl of red punch.
Technically, none of you were of the legal drinking age yet because you were still in high school. But where there was a will, there was a way.
"Score", you sang happily and went over and poured yourself a cup of punch. It tasted like vodka and cranberry juice. You licked your lips delighted. It tasted good.
In the corner of your eye, you saw Billy waltz inside the living room towards the bowl of punch, and you. He had lipstick on his lips, but it wasn't Tina's shade. You took a sip of your punch and decided that if Tina asked, you hadn't noticed.
Billy scooped up on your side and began pouring himself some punch, not giving you the slightest attention. He was wearing only a pair of blue jeans and a black leather jacket, showing off his body.
"And what are you supposed to be", you asked Billy and furrowed your brows judgingly, earning Billy's attention. He looked annoyed already.
"Buzz off", he ranted at you and you put your hands up in defense.
"Jeez, ever the sweet one, huh. God, the fact that Tina wants you so bad when she could do so much better", you groaned and started to walk away. But Billy stood in front of you, preventing you from leaving. He scoffed and closed the distance between the two of you.
"Better? Like what? You"? He looked you deeply into your eyes.
You stabbed his chest with your index finger and pushed him away.
"For example, yes", you replied, and Billy licked his lips seductively.
"You a dyke or something, Harrington", he asked and you couldn't help but laugh. You were having fun.
"Nah, but I do love me a beautiful woman".
A smirk formed on Billy's lips and he was about to let out another smart-ass comment, but Tommy interrupted the two of you. Tommy's friendly demeanor towards the blonde boy told you he didn't dislike Billy anymore.
"Beer keg. Wanna try beat the King's record", Tommy mocked Steve and Billy smirked and looked at you, hoping for a reaction. You gave him a blank smile.
"Good luck", you said sarcastically and rolled your eyes when Billy winked. You watched as Billy and Tommy went to the keg stand. The whole crowd around it rejoiced.
You began to walk away to the dancefloor and it wasn't long until the crowd roared, "40, 42, 42"! You smiled, impressed that he beat Steve's record, which was already insane, with such ease.
The dancefloor was swarming with people singing their hearts out to Madonna's "Material Girl" and you felt the rhythm take control of your body. You danced leaving no room for Jesus, and it wasn't long until you felt someone's stare. It was a brown-haired boy, who looked slightly older than you. He was most likely 19 or 20.
The boy gave you a sweet smile, and you danced towards each other.
"What's your name, Bowie", the boy asked you and you smiled content with the fact that he recognized your costume.
"Y/n Harrington, but you can call me whatever you want", you flirted and bit your lip. You started to dance up against him, and the boy put his hands on your waist, welcoming it.
"And you", you asked and the boy put his head in your neck. He began leaving small kisses on your neck, and you felt your arousal grow.
"Mike", he mumbled into your skin, and his hands began traveling underneath your blazer.
"How about we take this upstairs, Mike", you suggested and Mike groaned from sexual frustration. Tina was going to hate you for using her bed, but it didn't matter.
You led Mike upstairs to Tina's room, occasionally leaning against the walls, making out with Mike. But Tina's room was already occupied.
Mike's lips crashed yours heatedly and you peaked into the room from the hallway while he made out with you passionately.
Inside Tina's room, a girl was getting pounded into by none other than Billy himself. She was moaning violently, and Billy was grunting hungrily. It was a sensual sight, with Billy's body being covered in sweat, and his hair being wet. The girl was a messy sight and her makeup was smudged.
Billy casually looked out into the hallway and noticed you and Mike. His eyes met yours, and he didn't stop pounding into the girl.
Meanwhile, Mike fondled your ass before pulling down your pants and you let out a little moan. He quickly unbuckled his belt and entered you at high speed. You gasped loudly, and your eyes never left Billy's.
"You're so fucking hot", Mike panted and bit your ear. His movements were getting more and more sloppy and you knew he was reaching his climax.
The indirect foursome made you feel incredibly turned on and you felt your eyes water as your own orgasm began kicking in.
You moaned when Billy slammed his member into the girl one last time, and you both climaxed. Mike climaxed right after.
You panted exhaustedly, leaning against the wall, and Mike rested his head on your shoulder. You and Billy hadn't broken the eye contact once.
"I need a drink", you panted and slimed at Mike. He was completely captivated by you.
"A drink would be good", he replied.
"Where the hell have you been", Steve snapped at you.
You and Mike were getting another drink when Steve marched to you. He looked like he was on the brink of crying.
"Woah, Mike and I was just dancing and decided to get a drink", you said taken aback by Steve's anger. Steve looked at Mike and then at you. He was oblivious.
"Yeah, well. We're going. NOW", he snarled and stormed off to the front door.
"Wait Steve", you shouted and quickly ran after him.
Outside the weather was cold, unlike inside. It was autumn after all, and the wind was blowing harshly.
"Why are you so upset Steve. What happened", you shouted as you ran to your car.
Steve didn't reply but just started the car engine. You quickly sat into the car, and Steve immediately drove off.
"Steve-", you began with worry in your voice but Steve cut your sentence off.
"Not now y/n"!
You fell silent, hurt by his snappy behavior towards you. You felt like you could cry, and you struggled to prevent the tears from falling. Steve noticed your sad expression and frowned. He felt ashamed.
"Not cool. I'm sorry y/n. I just can't talk about it right now, okay", he apologized and stroked your cheek quickly, before taking the wheel again.
"Okay", you whispered and looked out of the window.
When you finally returned home, you and Steve didn't talk but just went to bed quietly. Steve needed some time alone, and you wanted to respect that.
The only problem was the silence that seemed to fill the house. It made it painfully clear that you were alone.
You quietly shut the door behind you as you went into your room. Clumsily, you took off the white suit and turned off the lights. You didn't bother removing your makeup. You were too tired and the alcohol was starting to have an effect on you.
Your sheets were cold when you pulled them over your naked body, and your head filled with thoughts as you were laying in the dark alone.
You missed your parents. They hadn't been home for a while and even though you were used to it, it was nights like these where you longed for them the most. You wanted them to scold you for being out till late and partying. And scold you for getting wasted. But they weren't there.
You sighed exhaustedly.
Tonight had been fun, aside from the whole Steve thing, which you were looking forward to an explanation for. You loved to party, and you loved being around happy people. It made you feel alive.
You also loved flirting with people, and Mike had been a pleasure, even though he had been a little clingy.
Your mind flashed back to the hallway and Billy. It was absurd but it had been an interesting experience. You chuckled at the memory. Billy was definitely a cocky predator. He hadn't even bothered to close the door while shacking that girl. Poor Tina, she would not be happy camper when she found out Billy had moved on to another girl, or two. But really, Billy was a player, so she should have seen it coming.
You shook your head at your friend's naivety and drifted into a deep slumber right after.