When David told us he knew how to get to the best parties in Chicago, he wasn't wrong. We had only just gotten here and I am overwhelmed. It's much like your stereotypical high school movie party scene: It smells strongly of alcohol and weed, there is smoke filling the air in every single room, loud music was blasting through the house, and many strangers were sexually dancing against each other while spilling the contents of their red solo cups all over them.
I examined the front room a little more and couldn't help but notice Dom trying to flirt with some random girls. So that's where he has been this whole time.
"I thought these kinds of parties only existed in movies," I admit to Scotty as he puts his hand on the small of my back and guides me to the kitchen. He moved quite fast as we weaved through the people.
"I've been to a few like this in Hollywood," He shrugs it off like it's normal for seventeen year olds to be partying in Hollywood of all places.
"Really?" I ask. Scotty nods his head before switching from my left side to my right. He made sure to keep his hand on my back as he moved, and managed to pull me closer to him by my waist. He almost looked like he was being protective of me.
After Scotty finds the kitchen, he stands next to me by the bar. "Screwdriver?" He asked while grabbing some cups. I was going to accept, but after scanning all the options on the bar I shook my head no. "Its New Years Eve, I want something fun." I start picking up bottles to look at them. Kinky pink, Kinky blue, Lemonade, Smirnoff, Champagne, they had everything. I wonder how they had enough money to afford all this?
"Alright, you like lemonade don't you?" He asked while switching the vodka he had with the pink Lemonade bottle next to all the chasers.
"Yeah, it's my favorite."
He bit his lip as he scanned the rest of the drink choices in front of him. He lifted up the Smirnoff bottle and waited for my approval with raised eyebrows. I nodded my head before he poured around a half of a shot of Smirnoff in the cup followed by some Lemonade. I was about to question why he only filled up half the glass but soon realized the reason as he opened up a can of sprite.
"There's hardly any alcohol in it," I complain with a frown. It's New Years Eve, and I really wanted to have some fun.
He shook his head and laughed at me as he topped it all of with Kinky Pink. "You never let me finish," He said before handing me the cup. "Try it."
I took a small sip and gave him a nod of approval. "Not bad," I tease.
"I know I'm not as good at making drinks as Todd is, but give me some credit," He played along as he began making himself a drink. I turned around and leaned against the counter as I waited on him. It seems like the more parties I go to, the bigger they get; and this is definitely the largest one I have ever been to.
I have no clue how David knows all kinds of people. It's a little weird how easily I trust my friend's sketchy tendencies, but I knew David wasn't a bad guy.
Scotty finished his drink and protectively put an arm around me once again. "Let's go find people we actually know." We made our way back out to the living room and trailed over to our friends.
"So, what do you guys think?" Erin asked as soon as we joined the circle.
"Of what?" I ask confused.
"Matt and Meg!" Carly claimed like we were supposed to know what they were talking about even though we weren't around when they started the conversation.
"Oh, I think it's great, but I'm also a little worried you know?" I knew they both really liked each other, and I also know they would be such a cute couple, but the distance would suck. They both lived over a thousand miles away from each other.
"Don't be, I think they're perfect together," Heath admitted before taking a sip from his beer bottle.
"Does anyone know what they have planned while we are here?" I ask.
"I think they're going to the Rainforest Cafe. It's Matt's favorite spot." Zane informs me.
"Don't they close at eleven?" Scotty asked.
"I think they're staying open until one since its New Years Eve," David said.
"What time is it, anyways?" Liza asked while looking at David. We had arrived a little later than we were planning because Gabbie insisted all of us girls had to match. She made us all go out to buy matching sequined gold high-waisted shorts to pair with high neck black crop tops. Then she spent years making sure we all had on perfect makeup. It may had been a pain in the ass, but we do all look pretty hot.
"Ten thirty-seven," David answered after looking at his watch.
"We got here kind of later than I wanted," Gabbie complained looking a little frustrated.
"We could have been here at eight thirty if you didn't make us all go out shopping!" Erin reminded her.
"Okay, but the dark lipstick was a good idea, we all look hot as hell," She defended herself before taking a drink.
"It's a good thing it's matte, too," Liza added and all of us girls agreed.
"I still can't believe I spent seventy dollars on an itchy pair of gold shorts," I admit. Scotty's eyes widened before he turned to me.
"That was seventy dollars?! What the hell." His eyes scanned the shorts and he let out a gulp before turning his head to look away. "T-thats a lot of money." His cheeks were flushed a but and David let out a laugh, but I ignored it.
"You have no right to talk, you went out to buy gold shoes that were nearly two hundred," Zane sassed him.
Scotty rolled his eyes and grunted at the man before we continued our conversation. After a while I had finished my drink and wanted another. Scotty offered to go make me a surprise drink and the girls decided it would be the perfect time to go dance.
Gabbie dragged us to the middle of the living room with a mischievous smile. She turned me around and put her hands on my waist. "Grind on me!" She laughed out.
"What?" I ask with a laugh, myself.
"I said grind on me!"
"Look, just like this," Liza said while grabbing Carly and dancing against her.
"It's easy!" Gabbie reassured. I shrugged my shoulder and started to dance against my best friend. "Yess!" She screamed and we all began laughing. We all continued dancing (badly) against each other. Gabbie and Liza were being the most extra and started twerking and moving their hair around. We even added a few slut drops for the hell of it.
"I think your boyfriend's are going to catch flies, their mouths are open pretty wide," Erin said while pointing over to the boys who were watching us with wide eyes. We all laughed at Scotty and David as they turned around in embarrassment. I was going to correct her and tell her Scotty wasn't quite my boyfriend, but I chose not to. It had a nice ring to it.
It was getting very hot dancing around like this in the middle of a bunch of sweaty teenagers and young adults, so we decided to make our way back to the group. I took my cup Scotty was holding for me and sipped quite a bit down.
"What's this?" I ask while looking inside the cup. It didn't taste familiar to me at all.
"Champagne. It's almost New Years, I think we should be a little fancy," He said.
"Is anything about this house party fancy?" I ask while letting my eyes scan the couples practically having sex in every corner.
"I mean-" Scotty didn't get to finish his sentence as we watched a girl take off her blouse while straddling her boyfriend. "Okay, maybe not."
We turned away and began to laugh as we drank some more. The champagne was really good, and I couldn't help but keep drinking it.
"It still tastes amazing," I admit.
"How the hell did you already drink half of that?" Scotty asked with wide eyes.
"Sorry, I guess I just really like it," I nervously laugh. "I'll slow down."
"I'm sure we will have to go get more drinks soon, anyways." Scotty told me with a smirk.
"What do you mean?" I ask in confusion. I watch as he tilted his head and downed the contents in his cup. After a few seconds he tossed the empty cup to the ground and wiped his face.
"That's why."
I stared at him for a few moments with a smile before deciding what to do. "Fuck it," I said right before downing my cup, as well.
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"Ten..
Nine..
Eight.."
Everyone's screams filled the house from every room as the countdown to the New Year began.
"Seven..
Six..
Five.."
Scotty and I were holding onto each other and trying to stand still in our drunk state. We had way too much champagne to drink, but nobody seemed to care. At this point, everyone was drunk and didn't pay too much attention to anyone else.
"You better kiss me," I tell him while booping his nose with my finger. He let out a drunken laugh before responding.
"I'd be a fool if I didn't."
"Four..
Three.."
"What does that mean?" I ask in confusion. I fixed his messy collar on the maroon button up that he was wearing before looking back into his eyes.
"Two.."
"You're just so damn beautiful," He whispered. I didn't know much at my drunken state, but I did know that Scotty Sire was the best thing to ever happen to me.
"One!! Happy New Years !!!"
Scotty quickly placed his lips on mine as soon as everyone finished counting down. His champagne-tasting lips moved slowly against mine, and I never wanted it to end. His lips were slightly chapped, but I didn't care one bit.
He was about to pull away but I tightened my grip on his shoulders and pulled him closer. He let out a deep grunt before moving his left hand to my hair and his right to my waist. The music kept blasting through the house and people continued to drink, but we only focused on each other.
Earlier we were making fun of the people who were acting like idiots by making out in front of everyone, but now that's exactly what we are doing.
I let out a gasp as Scotty's hand moved from my waist to squeeze my ass. He pulled away and I swore he stared into my soul with his dark green eyes.
"Sorry," He mumbled and began to move his hand. I normally wouldn't do this, but I was drunk and it was New Years, so I decided to be a little risky by shaking my head no and pulling him in for another kiss. He moaned into my mouth as I slowly grinded my hips against his. My hands trailed all over his body. I tugged on his hair and traced circles in his back with my nails.
We were both drunk and the kiss was very sloppy. It was clear that we both needed to breathe, yet we continued, anyways. His hands continued to grab at my ass as I slowly moved my hips against his in a teasing manner.
He pulled away to catch his breath while looking me in the eye. "You drive me crazy," He panted out. I responded by leaning in and placing soft kisses on his neck. I trailed my hands and managed to unbutton the top two buttons of his shirt. He let out another throaty moan as I bit down on his skin.
"Ave." The sound of him whispering my name made me want to go upstairs and find an empty room so we could have some time alone.
But I knew it wasn't a good idea. Not right now, at least.
I pulled back to catch my breath and couldn't help but smile back at Scotty. He shook his head at me and kissed my cheek before grabbing my hand.
"Should we get another drink?" I ask. He nods his head at me and leads us back to the kitchen for the umpteenth time that night.