(n) dominion, territory
The days went by faster than ever. This time around I'd gotten Calum's phone number, and he'd gotten mine, so we wouldn't have to see each other by chance only. And it was cool, we hung out every once in a while, but it felt like whenever I was getting closer to Calum, I was getting further away from Parker. I'd tried to reach him at least a billion times, but he kept shutting me out and it hurt like hell.
It was friday night and me and Calum had plans. He'd told me about this house party he was going to, and somewhere along the way I'd convinced him to take me with him. I figured it would be a good way to get out of the house and meet new people, even though I hadn't been that impressed with Calum's friends the first time around. Some of them had to be decent, right?
"Are you sure you don't want to come?" I asked as I walked around the living room collecting my keys and my phone, shoving them in my bag. Parker was sitting on the couch watching television. He'd barely spoken to me all day, and it was frustrating that he wouldn't just tell me what was wrong. It was quite childish actually.
"No. Besides, I don't think I'm invited", he answered, not looking at me once. I just sighed. He'd been distant like that for a while.
"Suit yourself", I mumbled just as I got a text from Calum saying he was waiting down on the street. "I'll see you sometime. Take care", I added as I went out to the front door. I didn't hear an answer, but I didn't want to worry about Parker anymore today. I was going to a party, there was no need to be in a bad mood.
I left the apartment, walked down the stairs and met up with Calum on the sidewalk in front of the building where I lived.
He looked so good. He was wearing a white muscle tank, the usual black skinny jeans and a pair of black boots. I couldn't help but smile when I saw him.
"Hey Ella, you ready?" he said, a smirk spreading across his lips. He was leaning against the wall of the building, his hands in the pockets of his jeans.
"Yeah, let's go", I answered as I tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. I guess me and Calum were friends at this point. We weren't really that close, but we were on good terms and everything was great. It was nice to have somebody like him around when Parker was acting the way he was acting.
We walked down the street to the nearest bus stop. None of us had a car, and we didn't want to walk to the other side of town, so the it had kind of been the only solution. We only waited about five minutes before the bus came, and we went in and sat down all the way in the back.
"Are you sure your friends will be okay with me being there?" I asked, suddenly feeling a bit nervous even though I'd gotten myself into this.
"They won't care", he answered, placing one hand on my thigh and giving it a light squeeze. It was one of those gestures that made my heart pound, but I don't think that he ever thought anything of it.
So we rode the bus, not really saying anything to each other. That was the thing with Calum, there was never awkward silence. He usually wasn't that much of a talker, and I didn't mind. It had always been like that. I'd usually be the one to do all the talking, but this time around it was me who would be out of my depth.
We got off the bus about 15 minutes later and walked a few blocks until we got to the house where the party was at. I could hear the music all the way from the street, and I had a feeling that this night couldn't end in nothing but trouble. Me and Calum walked up to the front porch, and when he grabbed the door handle, the door just opened. He walked right in, but I couldn't help but hesitate for a second. I didn't really know what kind of people Calum hung out with, but I just hoped to God that this night would go well no matter what. All I needed was a good night.
"Don't be shy", Calum teased as he was holding the door for me.
"Shut up", I answered and laughed a bit before stepping inside as well.
I didn't even know who the hell was hosting this thing, but it didn't seem to matter. It was pretty early on the night, and the place already smelled like alcohol and something sour-ish which I assumed was weed. The music was pumping, and as we walked down the long hallway a lot of unfamiliar faces passed, some of them talking briefly to Calum.
We got to the living room, and I'd just gotten through the door when somebody suddenly put their arm around my shoulders and leaned on me. I looked to my left, and I saw the face of a seemingly very intoxicated Will. His dirty blond hair was messy, and his grey eyes were quite red. For a second I felt myself panic and looked around for Calum, but he'd already disappeared. Whatever, I didn't need him to look out for me.
"Heyyyy pretty girl, you want a drink?" Will asked, his breath smelling strongly of alcohol. He held a bottle of beer in one of his hands which he handed to me. I couldn't help but laugh a bit, even though I knew he probably didn't have the nicest intentions. He sure was a dork.
"Thanks Will", I answered, rolling my eyes at him.
"Didn't expect to see you here.. What was your name again?" he asked, raising one of his eyebrows.
"Well here I am. And my name's Ella", I answered, taking a sip of my beer.
"Ella, I'd just like to apologize for being an idiot that one time, you know", he said. His voice was quite croaky and he was stumbling over his words. He'd definitely gotten a lot to drink, no doubt about it.
"I forgive you, Will, don't worry about it", I answered. It wasn't that big of a deal, and it wasn't like he'd actually hurt me or something when he'd gotten a little too touchy-feely in the club some time ago.
It was not how I planned spending the night, but I ended up hanging out with Will and whoever he was talking to. I spotted Calum every once in a while, but that was it. He'd told me that he didn't drink, so I didn't really know what he was doing, but it didn't matter. He could take care of himself, that I was completely sure of.
Will was very touchy as usual but as I got more and more drunk I cared less and less. I had a feeling he was like that with most girls anyway.
We ended up sitting on the couch in the middle of the living room, his arm around me. Both of us had a bottle in one of our hands, and we were both pretty smashed. Will was in the process of pointing out girls at the party who he'd hooked up with, probably feeling quite proud of himself, and I pretended to be impressed.
It wasn't until I saw Calum come out of one of the rooms that were connected to the living room that I was really aware of what was going on around me. His hair was all over the place, and he had a huge hickey on the spot where his neck met his shoulder. He definitely hadn't had that when we'd arrived.
I could feel the jealousy spark inside of me, but it wasn't until I saw Chloe walking out of the same room a few seconds later that I felt myself die on the inside. You had got to be kidding me.
"Hey Will?" I asked, my voice slightly shaky.
"Mhm?" He groaned before sipping some beer.
"What's in there?" I asked, nodding my head towards the room Calum and Chloe had just exited.
"Uh, I think it's Jared's parent's room", he answered and shrugged.
I didn't know who Jared was, but I assumed it was the host of the party. It didn't matter anyway. Calum and Chloe had definitely hooked up, no doubt about it, and I was jealous. So fucking jealous. I made eye contact with Calum for a short second, before looking at will, the jealousy making me talk.
"Will?" I asked as I put my beer down on the table in front of the couch.
"Yea?" he mumbled as I sat back again.
I didn't have to say that more than once before Will's lips made contact with mine for the second time while we'd known each other. I just wanted to block out whatever what I'd just seen made me feel. I didn't want to feel jealous because a friend of mine was with some bitch, but it was just the combination of me really disliking Chloe, and the fact that I'd maybe grown a bit too fond of Calum at some point, that made me feel like shit. Maybe I was in love with this guy, maybe I wasn't, but if I were, I was not going to let myself feel heartbroken because of this.
I somehow got on top of Will, placing myself on his lap, facing him. I could feel him grin against my lips, but I had no reason to be smiling, so I just kept making out with him. He placed his hands on my hips, but I could feel them sliding down to my ass, and I let him do it this time. My own hands were placed on his chest, slightly pulling on the fabric of his t-shirt.
At some point I had to pull away to get air. I broke the kiss by lightly biting Will's lower lips before finally letting go completely.
"You wanna... Get out of here?" he asked with a cocky grin on his face. I opened my mouth to answer, but before I was able to say anything, someone else did.
"No she don't."
I turned my head to the right and of course it was Calum who'd interrupted, thinking he'd have to play the hero once again.
"I don't need your input, Hood", I said, raising one of my eyebrows.
"What she said", Will commented.
"Shut the fuck up, Ella, we're leaving", Calum said, his voice harsh. He crossed his arms and just stood there next to the couch, apparently waiting for me to obey him.
I got off of Will's lap and stood up in front of Calum, feeling absolutely furious. Who the hell did he think he was? He'd been fucking this girl right next door, but he still had the time to prevent me from having any fun myself. Great.
"You don't.. -" then he cut me off once again.
Calum then grabbed me by the shoulder and pulled me out of the living room. I had no idea what had gotten into him, but I wasn't going to let him treat me like that. We got outside to the front porch, and that's where I shook his hand off of my shoulder.
"Who do you think you are?" I shouted, my voice quite raspy.
"What were you doing?" He asked instead of answering my question. Once again he crossed his arms, trying to seem intimidating or some shit. I didn't care.
"Mind your own damn business, Calum."
I was practically shaking with anger at this point. And jealousy. But mostly anger. Being drunk definitely reinforced whatever I was feeling, only making it all worse. I desperately wanted to sober up, so I could get my shit together.
"Don't speak to me like that", he growled, stepping closer to me.
"Or what?" I answered, shortly raising my eyebrows. I knew he wouldn't do anything to hurt me, but the whole intimidation-thing started to work. I wasn't going to show that though, I didn't want to give him that satisfaction. The tension between us was extreme as none of us said anything for a moment. Then he stepped closer to me, almost closing the gap between us completely.
"I'm taking you home. Now."