It was about twelve am and Sean's party was still going on full mode, and by full mode I mean, there were like double the people, triple the drunks, and uncountable teens jumping up and down to the music.

I was one of them. I don't know if I would be categorized into one of the drunks or one of the crazy teens who were dancing wildly to that loud music though.

Well, I wasn't completely drunk...yet.

If it was for me, I wouldn't have taken a sip of alcohol at all tonight because I know how much it affects me, and vomiting all over the dance floor was not a memory I wished to relive.

It has happened before. Not once, but twice.

Having already taken six shots of hella strong tequila, I was starting to feel light in the head and a bit tipsy.

Yes, I have cursed another five times after the first one.

Honestly, I tried to hold back but how can I when bitches keep getting in my way? I was almost going to bump into one and fall flat on my face if I hadn't growled angrily at her to move. I might have used 'stupid bitch' more than once.

Guilty.

And of course, Jayce was literally stuck to my ass.

Well, not literally that would be really awkward and weird, but he wouldn't leave my side to make sure I was following the rules to his stupid game.

To be fair, every time I cursed, he would pour himself a shot too.

Although he was a bit hazy, I'm sure he wasn't as lightheaded as I was. He must be used to that kind of thing.

The dance floor was practically full, and Jayce and I were stationed right in the middle of all those sweaty bare bodies. Most of them have decided to take of their shirts and go wild, including the girls. I needed to protect my eyes from the sight of some of them.

We were both jumping up in accordance to the DJ got us falling in Love Again by Usher, and it was a hell lot of fun. It was blasting all throughout the stereos stationed on each corner and I could barely hear anything other than it and my ragged breathing.

My feet weren't on the ground for more than a second. My face was flushed because of the hotness of the room and I didn't care that sweat was staring to trickle down my forehead. In all honesty, I had to make an extra effort of keeping myself up because the world would blur around me for a second because of my dizziness.

Jayce was standing in front of me, also jumping enthusiastically to the music. His tight fitting shirt was stuck to him because of his slight sweating and his hair was a lot messier than before.

He looked like he was having the time of his life when he chanted the chorus along with the music throwing his fist up in the air, "Wooooo! The DJ got us falling in love again!" And I would throw my head back and laugh loudly at the sight of him. Usually, my moronic laugh erupts when I was on the verge of being drunk.

Closing my eyes, I jumped even higher to the beat feeling all my body ignite with energy. The music, the people, the tangy scent of alcohol, and the sight of Jayce going crazy made me feel in a real party, and that made me feel alive.

I felt so lightweight and free and my head was spinning like three times every second. Suddenly, my foot landed on air and I felt I was losing my balance completely, staggering forwards, when a pair of strong, muscly arms grabbed me by my waist. My eyes fluttered open and Jayce was pushing me back up on my feet. He was laughing a little too much at my clumsiness and I laughed back loudly, pushing him away roughly by the chest.

"Yooo! Don't fall for me Ashton!" He yelled, wanting me to hear him over all the music. "Or don't fall on me too, for that matter."

I laughed again, this time more loudly and more moronically. Seriously why was I laughing? I was supposed to insult him and tell him to shove his impossible wishes up his ass.

Hands up, when the music drops, we both put our hands up

Put your hands on my body

Swear I seen you before

I think I remember those eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes.

My hips swayed to the rhythm and he swayed along with me.

What the fuck was I doing? My body was completely moving on its own and it seemed like my working brain was seriously detached from my movements.

Hell, I was dancing on a dance floor, in a huge party, in a gigantic house, feeling really tipsy, and with Jayce standing right in front of me too.

I have never even danced before! What the fuck is wrong with you Ash! Wake up! But unfortunately, every time I tried to stop and push him away, my body was itching closer to him and I was grinning and chuckling like a ten year old.

"Heyyyyyy! Another drink for ya little Ashton!" Jayce suddenly stopped, a wicked grin stretching across his face.

"What?" I yelled.

"You said 'what the fuck is wrong with you, Ash'," he said, digging in his trousers' pocket for his vodka-filled flask. "So that means you get another shot!"

Shit, did I say that out loud? How much of a retard am I? Great now I can't even distinguish between my thoughts and words. Am I saying this out loud too?

"That's not even tequila!" I said.

"Does it matter?"

"Yes it actually-"

"Don't chicken out, shortcake. A deal's a deal." He winked stretching out the flask. "You heard Usher. He's going like... Keep downing drinks like there's no tomorrow

There's just right now, now, now, now, now, now, now!" He sang along to the continuous musical lyrics.

"Okay okay fine." I said through gritted teeth. "Just please shut up and thank your god that I can't curse or else I would've showered them on you right now."

"You're even scary when you're drunk."

Snatching the flask from his outstretched hands, I gave it a sniff, and honestly, its strong whiff can probably knock out a full grown elephant.

He shrugged, with the same devious smile on his lips. Taking a quick, big gulp of the vodka, my brows simultaneously furrowed and my mouth tugged into a fine line at the horribly strong and burning taste running down my throat. It was like the drink was flaming as it went down, but for some reason, it felt amazing. The dizziness that came with it was actually really welcome at this point because honestly, I didn't even care at the moment. He grabbed his flask back and took an even bigger gulp of the vodka but his reaction was much less than mine. He didn't seem to be that affected by it like I was. Being more courageous after that sudden shot of alcohol, I swayed even more to the blasting music, watching how Jayce was going crazy too, a satisfied smile on his face.

He suddenly looked straight at me, enthusiasm burning in his raven black eyes. "Wanna hear some pickup lines?"

I laughed at his sudden change mood. How did that pop in his mind? That's so random. "Why do you wanna let me hear your stupid pickup lines so suddenly?"

"Because... They're freaking awesome."

"Are you trying to woo me Mr. JayJay?"

His smile transformed into a smirk, "if I was planning to woo you, I could easily do it without any pickup lines, trust me. Oh and that nickname is annoying. It's... cute. I hate cute."

Oooh finally found something to provoke him with. "Aw what's wrong with cute? I think it's very appropriate since you have pinch-able cheeks," I mused seeing how he was rolling his eyes. "And when you stop calling me shortcake, I'll stop calling you JayJay." I shrugged casually.

"Low blow, shortcake. Low blow."

"Thank you JayJay. It's my specialty." I winked freakily.

Seriously why can't I wink?

"And don't comment on my pinch-able cheeks please. They're out of your league, shorty." He gave me a playful punch, as he still swayed from his intoxicacity.

"Ha ha you know that's so not true. Whatever lets hear those lines you use to pick up bimbos."

He chuckled, "okay...Do you have a Band-Aid? Because I just scraped my knee falling for you."

Involuntarily, I broke into an idiotic laughter fit, that I couldn't seem to be able to stop. "Oh, my god!" I yelled through choked laughs. "That totally sucked!"

"Wait, wait," he laughed too. "I got another one. Do you have a sunburn, or are you always this hot?"

My laughter grew even louder and even more moronic. He was practically dying of laughter too and I was guessing he was definitely drunk by now, because the sane Jayce wouldn't have laughed at his own self this much. "This one's worse!"

"Hey baby, you must be a light switch, 'cause every time I see you, you turn me on."

Maybe they wouldn't be that funny if I was sober, but by now I had stopped dancing and my hand was placed on my stomach because it was aching from the amount of laughs I was letting out. "You are sooo drunk, pretty boy." I said, although I knew I was the extremely drunk one here.

"I'm not drunk...I'm just intoxicated by you."

My grin grew even wider when I gave him a slap on the chest. "Oh my god that is so corny. Come on, do these actually work?"

"Uhh..." He mumbled as if in deep thought. "They probably wouldn't if I wasn't such a sexy beast."

"Pfft yea right keep telling yourself that." I said, giving him another slap on the chest. "Whatever helps you sleep at night JayJay."

"Or you can use the classic and get that shit over with," He shrugged.

"Aha and what's that?"

He cleared his throat. "NUMBER! YOU! NOW!"

Horrendously laughing, I covered my ears with my hands because of his sudden yelling. After I cooled down I said, "I bet you use that all the time huh?"

"Nah I've yet to try it actually."

"Oh I'd love to see that." I said sarcastically.

"I told you, no need for pickup lines when you're as hot as me." He mused, motioning towards himself. And the arrogant smile had found its way back to his lips again.

"Yeah, yeah,"

As I was dancing, I missed a step again and this time staggered slightly backwards, and I bumped into a random bulky guy. He looked at me annoyingly and said, "Look where you're going, bird legs."

I heard Jayce burst in laughter behind me and I felt my face fume up. Mumbling under my breath, I mimicked his voice sarcastically, "Look where you're going bird legs."

I know, I'm such an immature child.

"Ugh, whatever dick-face." I mumbled again.

Jayce broke off his laughter and pointed at me. "Ha! Another shot!"

"No no no no no come on! He was being a jerk! What was I supposed to call him? A pleasant encounter?" I whined.

"It's the rule Ashton!"

I groaned, knowing he won't let it go. What the hell, I'm already drunk, another shot won't matter.

After he grabbed his flask from his pocket, he took a big gulp himself and then handed it over to me. Without any further thinking, I tilted the flask up to my mouth and took a big sip, feeling it burn my insides again. My head feels so freaking light. I don't think that's normal.

Is that normal?

"Ash?" A voice from behind me called and a hand was placed on my shoulder. Turning around, I found Sean's confused eyes scanning me. I pushed Jayce away and cleared my throat.

"HELLO BLONDIE!" I yelled. "YES IT'S ME, ASH!" I yelled again, and then broke into laughter at my own croaky voice. Sean was regarding me with suspicion and that made me laugh even harder.

"Are you... drunk?" He questioned, placing his hands on my shoulders to keep me steady.

I dropped my voice to a whisper and leaned in closer to him. "Shh, no I'm not."

"Well, clearly you are. No more drinks for you okay?"

"That depends..." I said a bit too dramatically still swaying and running my fingers across his chest. "If I can keep my tongue tied for the day. I mean night. I mean... Wait, huh?"

He sighed and looked at the trails I was drawing on his chest. "Are you doing one of Jayce's stupid challenges?"

"Aha and I've taken five shots till now! Or was it six? Oh wait! Yeah, I just took the seventh!" I exclaimed proudly.

"Yeah...um that's super-duper."

"Is the Blondie making fun of me?" I mused trailing my fingers up to his face. "Oh! Maybe Jayce can find a challenge for you too!" I turned around quickly, expecting to find Jayce still standing behind me, but he wasn't. Instead, I found him several meters away in the corner making up with a gorgeous, curvy blonde. The smile suddenly dropped from my face and my energy drowned away. Something started stirring up in the pit of my stomach and I felt I was about to throw up.

"Um... I gotta go." I mumbled to Sean and before he could stop me, I pushed through the crowds, away from the dance floor.

Zooming past dozens of dancing people, I was finally a bit detached from the huge crowds that were stationed in the living room. I seriously needed the bathroom or else I was going to make a puke party on these expensive carpets.

Looking at the never-ending stairway, I realized I could actually get lost in this house. There were probably about a dozen restrooms but I wouldn't want to just barge in on some random bedroom and see god knows what stuff that could burn my eyes right off my skull. Maybe I should ask Sean...

...Or not. Considering I just practically ditched him when he came looking for me.

Should I just go upstairs?

Well, you don't have much of a choice Ash now do you? You don't want to get kicked out of this house just because you happened to barf on everyone and everything.

I took long deep breaths wanting to calm myself down when I stood at the foot of the stairs. For some reason, they were wobbling slightly according to my obscured vision, but I shook my head and took another deep breath.

Arriving safely to the second floor, I looked around and spotted Coral and Derek, standing in a corner. And apparently they were having a fight of some sort because she had her head down, and he was screaming at her angrily. Derek's back was to me so he didn't notice me, but when Coral raised up her gaze, she found me standing guiltily, slightly swaying from my intoxication.

"Hi." I waved the most awkward wave in the history of mankind. I should probably explain why I butted in into their heated fight. "Um... Coral," I said. "Can you tell please me where the bathroom is?"

She looked at Derek, probably giving him a silent agreement to halt his rants for a while, and then completely changed her hurt facial expressions to ones of friendliness. "Yeah there's one in the guest room honey. Last door on the hallway to your left." She smiled sweetly.

How can this girl mask her emotions so perfectly? She was smiling as if it was a great summer's day; not just like her boyfriend had just been showering her with angry insults.

"Okay thanks...and sorry for the interruption."

"Oh no its okay honey!" She said. "Just don't get lost!" She smiled again.

Wanting to get away from the most awkward situation yet, I ran to the hallway, away from them. There were like over six doors on each side. It honestly looked like some sort of a haunted mansion and it gave me the creeps.

Uh oh. My stomach is acting up again.

I ran to the last door on the left and barged in quickly. There was another door inside the room which was apparently the bathroom, and I quickly got in and locked it from the inside. Moving my short strands of hair away from my face, i slumped on the floor in front of the toilet and emptied my whole entire stomach.

Gross, I know. I am never drinking again and that Jayce is so getting his ass beat for making me do this. Well, at least I'm regaining a bit of consciousness, and hopefully I didn't make a fool of myself out there.

Okay, I definitely made an idiot out of myself but I hope it wasn't too much.

After washing my face with some cold water, spraying perfume, and drying up my hands, I turned to leave the bathroom, when suddenly; I heard the door of the guest room open. Muffled voices were speaking outside and I pressed my ear closer to my side of the door. The door slammed shut and the talking seized, only to be replaced by what I think were supposedly noises of two people making out.

Oh my god no. Oh my god, spare me. I'm locked in a bathroom with two people on the opposite side eating each other up.

I heard a thud which I suspected meant that they moved on to the bed. Oh, no. It's developing into something I definitely don't wanna be hearing.

I was staring to have a panic attack when I heard a girl talking between ragged breaths. "Um... Do you have...? You know."

Was that-?

"I think there's one in the drawers here." Another deeper voice spoke.

Hold the fuck up. Was that that dark haired idiot who they refer to as Jayce?

Oh my retarded piece of shit luck. Now I definitely can't stay here and listen to Rina and Jayce having full on whatever they were going to do, or else I'll be scarred for life.

Rina spoke up again, breathing heavily, "Why not in your room?"

"No space," he answered back, resuming their make-out.

After about a minute, I heard Jayce again. "Wait, did you deliver 305?"

"Ugh," Rina sighed annoyingly. "Yes, I did Mr. Jayce. Can you not think about work while you're making out with me right now?"

Work? Jayce has a job or something? What in hell is 305?

After that, I only heard the disturbing noises of intense kissing.

Okay, I'm panicking. If they realize I've been there for the past ten minutes, I won't be alive to tell Aly of such gossip.

Uh oh, do I wanna puke again? Why can't I breathe right? Oh no they're so going at it. Who knew Rina can be so fucking noisy? Ugh, I was definitely going to puke again.

Either I sit here and listen to one of my worst nightmares, or I can simply open the door and act as if I didn't hear anything, and just leave the room.

Deciding I had no other choice, I quickly unlocked the bathroom door and stepped out, taking quick strides towards the guest door. Rina screamed so high-pitch I guessed the windows were about to shatter, and she held the bed covers up to her chest. Jayce obviously had no shirt on and his jeans were just unbuckled, but thank god he still had them on. He quickly scrambled up and yelled in exasperation, "Ashton! What the hell are you doing here?"

I tried to cover my eyes from the very disturbing sight but I was failing miserably because I couldn't see where I was going. Finally reaching the door, I hastily opened it and called awkwardly over my back. "Sorry! My bad!"

Cursing all throughout the hallway and stomping angrily, I was possibly in an even worse mood than I was from this morning. I should've trusted my instinct and never came to this stupid party in the first place. Why would I wanna come to this place anyway? It's full of drunken idiots, retarded bimbos who are half naked, and horny assholes. I even made an ass out of myself out there because apparently, alcohol is definitely not for me, and now I just vomited my breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Then later, I had the pleasure of hearing Rina and Jayce almost jump each other's bones.

Ew.

Seriously, this dude is such a douche-bag. I was literally hanging out with him the entire time, and when I talked to Sean for a millisecond, he flew off to Rina's skanky arms. Okay, skanky is a bit rude but I'm using it anyways because I'm not really seeing her as an angel right now to be honest.

After many rants I made up in my head, I reached the ground floor and decided to go into the kitchen again. The music was still blasting through the speakers and instead of making me feel rowdy and enthusiastic like before, it was drumming so painfully on my head I felt I was about to have my brains blown out. Not like the volume was that different from the kitchen, but it was a bit more endurable. At least it didn't make me want to place my head in a bucket of frozen water. I slumped on a chair, grabbed a root beer and decided to text Lyanna so we could get the hell out of here.

Me- Aly come on I wanna leave. It's already late!

Sighing I chucked my phone back into my pocket, wishing she'd see it soon because I'm so done with this night.

My head is starting to throb too, probably from the hideous amounts I drank.

Sean suddenly burst into the kitchen, carrying many empty bottles of beer. He was carrying about four in each hand and he looked like he was about to drop them. When he spotted me he quickly said, "Hey can you..."

Hurriedly I got up to him and grabbed a couple of them and threw them in the trash beside the door. "Are you okay?" I said, grabbing a couple more.

He ran a hand through his hair and smiled, "I'm okay. Just cleaning up or else the whole floor would soon be covered in empty bottles." He said. "And where did you run off to? You looked really upset."

"Upset? No, no, I was just feeling really sick and honestly didn't feel like ruining your cute Armani t-shirt." I said, winking playfully.

Like I expected him to, he grinned, "You can ruin my shirts anytime you want. I'll be flattered."

"Oh please. You look like the kind of guy who really cares about his looks." I chuckled.

"You're right, I do. You caught me." He said, putting his hands up in surrender.

I smiled to myself. Sean was actually pretty hot, especially when he was being extra nice.

"Hey you wanna..." He said nervously. "You know, you wanna-"

My phone buzzed and I raised a hand in front of Sean. "Hold that thought"

It was from Aly.

L- noooooooooooo I don't wanna! :( I'm having a great time!!!!!

I rolled my eyes. What is with Lyanna and parties?

Me- Aly! I'm sooo tired! -.- whoever guy you're making out with can wait till some other day ;)

L- oh come on! I heard you were having fun of your own..... (Shortcake hehehe)

Me- OMG NOT YOU TOO! Ugh I'm so done. Where are you anyway?

"Maybe I should just leave." Sean spoke up, taking my attention away from my phone.

"No no I'm done." I said guiltily. "Sorry what were you saying?"

He cleared his throat and he looked nervous again, "do you wanna dance?"

My eyes widened. I didn't wanna shoot him down but I didn't want to make an ass out of myself for the hundredth tome today. I decided to play it off jokingly. "Oh no no no. I think I went crazy enough for one night."

"Hey, come on just one dance."

Those puppy dog eyes are so hard to resist. "I'm really sorry but I'm just so dizzy and drink I think it would be best I don't vomit again in one of your luxurious bathrooms." I chuckled.

"You vomited...?"

Oh God Ash why do you have to be so gross? Did that insanely cute nice guy have to hear that you just went all disgusting in his fancy house? I would do anything just to boost my communication skills up a notch and not just blurt out whatever comes to mind like a retarded parrot.

"Yeah yeah its fine it was nothing." I shrugged trying to lose the subject. "Just careful when you go in there, you don't wanna slip!" I winked.

Seriously, someone needs to throw me out of a window into some dumpster. The look Sean was regarding me with was that of confusion. He was probably confused on the fact of how I made it to senior year with those social skills.

"Thanks for the warning," he smiled, knowing that I regretted my stupid choice of words. "I'll be sure to keep an eye out."

I bit my lip wanting to stop myself from anymore of Ash's great comebacks.

"You look tired. Do you need me to get you something?" Sean said, itching closer to me.

"I just drank a bit too much, and now I'm having a headache," I shrugged. "I just need to rest."

"I can get you some pills if you want."

"No its fine, it's not that bad." I said, "Come on; go back to your party."

"Are you sure, Ash? You can sleep upstairs if you're really tired."

Grinning, I said, "I'm not going to ruin your bed sheets too just because I have a bit of a headache."

He chuckled, picking up on my joke. Actually, that wasn't entirely a joke. I seriously can't bet on that I won't do something stupid again. My phone buzzed again.

L- ;)

A wink? What the hell am I supposed to do with that? Argh I'm so going to kill her.

"You want me to drive you home or something? I don't like seeing you all tired." Sean said when I raised my gaze to look up at him again.

"You're so sweet but really, I'm fine. Aly and Liam are probably around here somewhere," I said. "They'll show up eventually. I don't want to ditch them."

I know that Sean is really nice and all but It felt really awkward denying every request he offered.

He chuckled again, "Two failed attempts for me today."

My cheeks were turning red, but he didn't seem to be offended or anything. He just seemed cool about it.

"Here, I'll get you some water to cool your head." He continued, as he marched towards the fridge.

Pulling out a bottle of cold water, he stretched it out to me with a sincere smile on his face.

Grabbing it hesitantly, I said, "thanks. Seriously you shouldn't be this concerned about me. I'm starting to sober up." I smiled back weakly.

"I just care about you." He said, as he started walking away, wanting to get back to his party or to cleaning or something.

His statement made my heart warm up and beat a couple of paces faster, and I smiled to myself.

He stopped abruptly and turned around. "Oh by the way, have you seen Jayce?"

My eyes widened at his question as I remembered the very disturbing sight I have witnessed. "Why- why would I know- know where Jayce is?"

"I don't know. You were with him before." He said, slightly confused by my stuttering. "I just need a word with him."

"Aha...um yeah, I don't know. I lost him like more than an hour ago." I shrugged. "On second thought, I'll think I'll go rest upstairs until Liam and Aly show up."

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