Nya's POV

I run out of the room, and down the stairs, nearly tripping on the rug as I head back into the warm ground floor. I see Lloyd laughing with Cole, and I head over, tapping his shoulder. I was done for tonight, and at this point, I'd rather stay home watching bad movies.

"Nya!" He's not drunk, thank goodness. 

"I don't wanna cut your fun short, but could you drop me off at home? Something happened and I-"

Lloyd's cheery grin faded as he shook his head, "Mm-mm. Nope. Don't do this to me, Babe. You and I haven't been to a party in ages, just sit back and enjoy this. Do you wanna stay and play some beer pong?" He knew I wasn't feeling up for the party environment. And I wasn't up for an argument either.

Kai was occupied on his phone, and Cole was taking aim. I could feel the other guys' horny gazes fixed upon me, and I backed away, "I'm...I'm good thanks."

Lloyd sighed and massaged his forehead, "Okay...I mean...unless you wanna sit in the car until it's time to go-"

"Yes! Yes please!"

Needless to say, he was very concerned with my sudden agreement to the idea, but didn't argue back as he handed me his keys, kissing the top of my head, "Don't do anything reckless."

"I won't."

Slipping out and away from the party, the cool air cooled me down almost instantly, and I opened the car door, settling in the backseat.

I seriously was not expecting a move like that.