Back in the house, I see a lot of guys checking out Mia, so I snake my arm around her waist. At least she's drunk enough not to notice, so I take my chance and pull her close to me.
Close enough that I can feel the heat radiating off of her body, smell her hair, which smells like strawberries and hairspray, smell her perfume, and even feel her hips moving as she walks.
At least she is a happy drunk, but sometimes, people will try to take advantage of you when you're a happy drunk. But I won't let that happen to her. I won't.
He snakes his arm around me and pulls me close. I don't really understand why, but I don't mind. So I just go with it. As we're walking through the house, I spot Hannah and Kayla grinding and twerking on the dance floor.
Wow, never thought I would see the day where we all got drunk at a party and they end up grinding on the dance floor. How did I even end up with Harry? Ohh yea, he pulled me outside to make out with me. What was that all about? I mean I'm not going to deny that I liked it, but he's not my type.
He's the bad boy, with all the tattoos and piercings; always getting into fights. We're total opposites. On the outside. But you know what they say; opposites attract.
Wasn't there just a Harry holding my waist a second ago? And how did I end up on a couch? What the fuck is even happening? "What the fuck.." I mumble to myself and try to stand up, but fail miserably and end up falling back onto the couch.
When I turn my head I notice a couple, that shouldn't be together, making out on the couch, and an attractive guy on the other side of them, being awkwardly squished by them. He has beautiful blue eyes, and light brown hair styled into a quiff, and if you're asking for my opinion, it needs a trim. But he makes it work. He looks over and catches me looking at him and he gets up and walks over to me.
"Hey" he says when I pretend to not notice him standing right in front of me. I look up to be greeted with his beautiful blue eyes. "..uhm...hey" I say.
"You here alone?" He asks me, with a smirk. "Nah, I'm here with my friends." I say, a little more confidently than I feel. He gives a little chuckle, then looks around "I don't see them?" "They're dancing, well two of them are... I don't know what the fuck happened to Ash" I tell him. "Well, since they're not around, you're alone right now?" He asks me and gives me a smile.
I giggle and reply with "yea I guess" "well a pretty girl like you shouldn't be alone at a party, now should she?"
What is he trying to say, god this is why I never drink "I guess not, but what are you going to do about it?" I ask him with some sarcasm that he must sense, because he laughs and looks down at me with an outstretched hand, that shows me many of his tattoos that I hadn't realized before. "I'll make it so you're not alone tonight" he seductively whispers in my ear after he gets me up from the couch.