"You should be loving someone
oh oh
loving someone"
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Party party party, party party party." Imogen sang as we walked into a giant house on a lovely Friday evening.
Lovely?
I believed I was undergoing a mental crisis.
"So which one of us is DD for the night? And I hope you know that if you say it's me, we're both going to end up walking." I said over the music, making Axel roll his eyes, a lopsided grin on his suddenly kissable lips.
"I'll be DD. Go ahead and drink till your little hearts content."
"I like the sound of that." I hummed, making him laugh as I picked up my new friend.
"I swear you could out drink a whole frat." Axel stated, clearly amused as we both heard the satisfying 'pop' of the cap coming off, me savoring the first drink.
"Most likely." I agreed, pressing the bottle back to my lips.
I met his eyes, watching as he stared at me intently, making me smirk.
"Regretting your decision now, Dawson?" I teased, knocking back another drink.
I watched as his chiseled jaw clenched, a smirk sliding onto his lips, making me wish he never did that.
That is one sexy image I will never be able to forget.
"A shame you'll never find out how great this vodka is." I added slyly.
My eyes never moved from his and suddenly his large hands were gripping my waist, pulling me into him.
I could feel his minty breath fanning my face, making my heart drop. His ocean eyes held a dark a look in them, causing butterflies to erupt in my stomach. His eyes flickered from my lips back to mine, the back down to my lips.
Everything happened so quickly and I couldn't find the strength to push him away. He was making me weak.
He leaned closer to me, not even a centimeter away, our noses touching.
Before I knew it his lips lightly brushed over mine slowly, making me break out in goosebumps.
"Tastes good." He smirked licking his lips, releasing me from his hold before disappearing into the crowd of people, leaving me breathless.
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"I want to go swimming." I declared, taking off towards a house that I assumed had a pool in the backyard.
"Oh no you don't." Axel shot down, his arm shooting out around my waist as he picked me up effortlessly, putting me back in my original place that was next to him.
"Buzzkill." I sang, slightly wobbling as I walked.
"It's like forty degrees out here." He retorted, looking at me amusedly.
"Warm enough to swim. Am I right Imogen?" I fired back, looking over to Imogen for help who was in no better state than me, leaning on Chase.
"Right!" She agreed, making Chase roll his eyes.
"You're not doing anything of that sort." Chase stated, making Imogen and I both boo him.
"Buzzkill." I repeated, hearing Dean laugh as him and Archer walked behind us.
"Why'd you guys park so far away from the party?" Imogen groaned, running a hand through her hair as she pushed herself off of Chase, slightly swaying as she started to walk on her own.
"Because there were no parking spots near the house, babe." Chase replied, catching his drunk girlfriend.
Oh gag me.
"So what's next? I heard Mikey's having a party tonight too and you know those things last till four am." I managed to get out without slurring.
I was drunk.
Probably in the middle of very tipsy- don't let me out of your sight, and severely drunk.
Somewhere along those lines.
"They can, you're not." Axel dismissed, pulling me towards his car.
"And why not?" I questioned, stopping in my tracks in the middle of the street, arching an eyebrow at him.
"Because you're drunk enough."
"Am not."
"Yes you are."
"Am not."
"If you weren't you wouldn't be arguing with me like a child."
"If I was then I think I would still be arguing with you like I'm a child."
"Oh I hate it when mom and dad fight." I heard Dean tease, but I was standing my ground, staring at Axel's amused expression.
"I think you should get out of the street Oktober." Chase spoke up, giving me a stern look that made me groan.
"Fine."
I walked over to the passenger side of Axel's precious car, screaming bye to everyone obnoxiously loud.
I was most definitely drunk.
A short ten minutes passed by and I didn't even notice that we were in front of my house. I was almost asleep sitting in the comfortable leather seat with the ass warmer on.
"Oktober, c'mon." Axel quietly chuckled, attempting to get me out of the car.
"Can you stay?" I questioned groggily, my eyes barely opening.
He was quiet for a moment and if I was sober I would've worried about that. But if I was sober I wouldn't of asked him to stay.
Drunk me is so reckless.
"Sure." He finally answered, making me cheer quietly.
I climbed out of the car, groaning, not wanting to move anymore. Axel followed behind me, locking the front door after we walked in, following me up the stairs.
"These are my cousin's. You guys are probably the same size." I spoke, handing him a pair of sweatpants.
"Thanks." He nodded suspiciously, slowly taking them from me. "No shirt?"
"I didn't think it was necessary." I smiled innocently, turning away from his growing smirk.
I grabbed my pajama's before walking into my bathroom. When I came out I threw my party clothes in the hamper, looking up to see Axel shirtless, in all his glory.
And boy would I be lying if I said I wasn't drooling.
"Done checking me out yet, Blackwood?" He questioned, a cocky smirk on his face.
"No." I spoke before my brain could process, face palming myself after realizing what I had just said.
He laughed and I fell onto my bed, patting the space next to me as I buried myself under the covers, gesturing for him to lay down.
"Night." I whispered, knowing I was going to hate myself in the morning.
"Sweet dreams darling."
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