But I'm only human..

'His hand brushed down against the skin on my face. The warm air around us felt nice, but at the same time my thoughts were burying me into the warm depths of hell. "It'll be ok." He said, reluctantly smiling at me. But sweet Jesus, no it wouldn't.'


4. 4

As I entered Lizzie's house, an overwhelming smell of alcohol entered my nose. She'd been planning this party for months, and had saved up enough money to buy a brewery..

I was greeted by my other friends, who had occupied the kitchen. I had no idea what they were talking about, so kind of just stood aside, as I usually did in these situations.

I caught glance of my neighbour, his hand pushing back his hair like it was a boulder. He looked to be stoned, which was no surprise really, however his girlfriend was no where in sight.

Once again, the front door opened, but this time I paid attention to who walked in. Two boys; one rather chubby coloured lad, in baggy jeans and a t shirt, the other, a gorgeous tall boy with brown hair and magical eyes. Luke.

I felt myself tense up inside as he walked over to another group of girls, but soon realised he was only there because of his mate. He stood awkwardly, as he clearly didn't know the people he was now with.

A few minutes later, Lizzie called us all in to the living room, for a game of spin the bottle. With most of the people here already wasted, she thought it would be a good laugh. We all sat in a circle, about 50 people altogether. A few dotted in and out of the room, but they mostly stayed in, even if they weren't playing.

The bottle landed mainly on couples I didn't know, and that suited me pretty well. Lizzie then changed the rules in the game, so that whoever it lands on must go into the storage cupboard for three minutes. Abbi, one of my best friends got chosen first, along with my stoned, wasted and possibly half dead neighbour. The two crossed the circle and entered the cupboard, and came out three minutes later looking disgusted at each other. I, with the others, laughed as Abbi sat back down. Lizzie spun again, this time it landed on Luke. Something inside of me was praying for it to land on me. I tell you this, you should try praying more often, it works.

Luke and I headed off into the storage cupboard, a cheeky grin on his ever so beautiful face.

His hand ran down the side of my left cheek, his warm breath on my forehead. We both seemed to lean in at the same time, his lips hot and violently pushing onto mine. His tongue ran across the split in my lips, almost teasingly. I opened my mouth more, and our tongues began dancing. He pushed me up against the wall now, his weight against mine. I rubbed his face as he felt down my sides, my petit black dress started to rise a little.

'Woah, keep it PG in there you guys!' Came a howling laugh from Luke's friend, as he pulled away.

'Three minutes was over about three centuries ago!' Someone else cackled. I felt slightly embarrassed, and saw Luke's cheeks go a little red. We left the cupboard, and the night continued. We were forever glancing at one another, which gave me the butterflies in my stomach, but it was good. I liked it.

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