It’s been a while since I’ve been to a party this big and this crowded. The music blasted through the speakers, each beat thumping through my body making my bones shudder. There was people everywhere, inside the huge mansion-like house and even outside in the garden where it was icy cold.People were dancing everywhere, bodies crashing into each other because of the lack of space for movement.

I spotted Emma and Aaron dancing right in the middle of the room. I watched as Emma shoved a random girl out of the way because she forcefully pulled Emma’s arm to try and dance with Aaron. Emma’s feistiness made me chuckle, I looked around, observing my surroundings. I could see so many girls dressed in slutty, short dresses with their faces caked with so much make-up. Ew. Gag.

We walked over to them and chatted for a while, Emma mainly just bitched about the Barbie-wannabes while Jason and Aaron made fun of them saying that one of them looked like a carrot stick, which was quite mean but true. When Emma and Aaron were immersed in their own conversation, we left them alone.

While everyone else danced normally around us, Jason and I decided to be our goofy selves and dance like complete spazzy idiots. At one point he insisted that he was twerking but to be honest,  he just looked like he was being electrocuted and his muscles were having insane spasms. It was hilarious and I erupted into uncontrollable laughter.

“I can do the robot, too!” He exclaimed.

“Yeah, okay, sure.” I chuckled sarcastically.

“You’re just jealous because you can’t and even if you won’t admit this, you know I’m a better dancer than you.”

I gasped loudly, “As if! In your dreams.”

“No, in your dreams.” He said with a wink.

 My feet were already killing me and I’m afraid that my feet would have to be amputated but that’s just me being paranoid, like always. I was left leaning against the wall opposite the patio doors. Jason had left to go grab some drinks but he’s been gone a while, which wasn’t the least bit surprising because it’s hard to push through a large crowd full of people drunk on alcohol.

A small spot in the swarm of bodies opened and I saw Dylan slumped against the patio doors with a bottle of beer in his hand. I couldn’t tell if he had passed out or not so I hurriedly pushed through the mass of people, shoving anyone who stood in my way.

He better not have passed out, or else I’d have to try and wake him up and he might puke all over me. Or worse, I might have to drag his drunk butt back into the house.

I slid the patio doors open and stepped outside, the cold air made me shiver as I stepped in front of Dylan. His hair was dishivelled and he looked half-asleep yet completely adorable at the same time. I don’t know how he does that.

He looks so cute, I thought. Wait, no. Bad Avery. I scolded myself. I shook the thoughts out of my head.

 “Oh, good. You haven’t passed out. I was worried that I’d have to drag your butt back inside.” I sighed in relief, rubbing my hands up and down my arms.

“Sit,” he slurred and patted the floor, gesturing for me to sit down.

“You’re drunk.” I pointed out and he shook his head in denial but I sat down next to him.

“I’m not...erm...drunk” he tried to deny but failed. He was too drunk to talk comprehensively.

“Yes, you are.” I said, looking at him.

“It’s... cold out here,” he took his jacket off and gave it to me, I smiled gratefully.

Hmm. It seems that he’s nicer when he’s drunk. Maybe he should have alcohol more often, I thought.

“Aves,” he patted me knee. “Avery,” he slurred.

“Yes, very drunk Dylan?” I asked.

 “I’m sorry for kicking a football at your head. It was an accident.” He babbled.

“I told you, it’s fine.” I answered, looking at him.

He stared at me for a few moments, studying my face. “You look pretty in the moonlight.” He mumbled groggily.

“Okay, you’re definitely dr-“ Then out of nowhere, he cupped my cheeks and kissed me.

My brain screamed for me to pull away, but for some reason I was frozen, unmoving, completely paralyzed. After a while, he broke the kiss, and looked me in the eyes. His blue orbs bored into my plain brown ones. He gave me a small smile and rested his head on the crook of my shoulder.

I was speechless, loss for words. What just happened?

“Aves?” he asked.

“You’re drunk, I know.” I said softly, almost a whisper. He didn’t reply, I carefully turned my head and saw a glimpse of his face.

He fell asleep.

I poked his cheeks, he moved slightly but didn’t wake up. “Yep. You’re asleep.”

I was tempted to tell Aaron and Emma that we should head home because Dylan had fallen asleep but I didn’t want to ruin their good time so I just sat there.

I don’t know how long I was just sat there with Dylan sleeping soundly next to me, nesting his head on my shoulder. I stared blankly at the cloudless sky, studying the countless bright stars. I sudden shiver made its way up my spine and I suddenly remembered the cold. I carefully unwrapped Dylan’s jacket from my shoulders, trying not to wake him up, then I slid it over the both of us like a blanket.

I noticed a small light coming out of my handbag, and I dug out my phone which was on silent. I had fourteen text messages, two from Aaron, three from Emma and nine from Jason. I suddenly realised that he left to go get us drinks and I just disappeared to him. I felt extremely guilty but I couldn’t just get up and leave a sleeping Dylan outside in the cold. So I decided to just call Jason.

He picked up on the first ring, “Hey, it’s me.”

“Avery! Where are you? Are you okay? Do you want me to come get you?” he fired questions at me. “I couldn’t find you, Emma and Aaron hadn’t seen you and I was worried that somethng happened to you.” He spoke quickly.

“No, I’m fine. I’m with Dylan.”

“Oh.” He said bitterly.

“I’m outside by the patio doors.” I told him. “Dylan passed out.”

“Typical.” He spat out. “I’ll come get you.”

“Thanks.”

Then he hung up.

Surely, enough Jason stepped through the patio doors a minute after ending the call. He stared at us for a second. Dylan and I sat on the floor, leaning on a wall, Dylan resting his head on my shoulder and his jacket draped over us.

“Hi.” I broke the silence and gave him a small smile.

“Let’s wake him up and get out of here.”

“Hey, glad to see that you’re still here. We were getting worried that you got kidnapped or something.” Aaron chuckled when he saw me.

Emma stood behind him, “Jeeze! It’s freezing out here!” she exclaimed.

I rolled my eyes at their comments, “Just wake him up and we can go home.”

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“At least only one us passed out,” Emma joked as she stumbled into the house and headed straight to the stairs.

Aaron was right behind her, “Yeah, I’m surprised you’re still awake.” Aaron laughed, Emma turned to punch his chest.

“I’m going to sleep.” Jason said and  quickly walked straight past Emma and Aaron who were still teasing each other.

I shut the door and saw Dylan leaning on the wall behind it with his arms crossed. “Avery...about earlier...”

“I know you were really drunk. It was the alcohol, it’s fine.”

“Bu-“ he started but I interrupted him.

“Look,” I breathed. “It’s been a long night and I’m tired.”I paused. “We both drank alcohol.” I shrugged. “That kiss meant nothing.” Then I turned and ran up the stairs leaving him.

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Dylan’s P.O.V

“That kiss meant nothing.” Avery said softly. Then she quickly turned and ran upstairs leaving me standing on my own with my hands buried in my pockets.

“It did to me,” I whispered to myself.

Then I stumbled up the stairs and turned the lights off downstairs. I shut the guest bedroom door quietly just in case everyone was already asleep but mainly for my own benefit, every sound, including my own footsteps were like echoes in my head. Maybe drowning myself in alcohol wasn’t such a good idea.

I collapsed onto the bed but I didn’t sleep straight away instead, I stared blankly at the ceiling for a while.

“If only she knew,” I muttered quietly in the dark and shut my eyes.

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