All his friends were drinking endlessly, as if that was the only thing they could do. Drink. Drink..
Sasuke was seating back in a lounge chair, laughing and scanning the room, glancing at all his friends. He was the only one completely sober.
They shouted and danced around, Narutos girlfriend was trying hard to make him jealous. She'd hide in a room with each of his friends pretending to do something rather.. They all thought it was hilarious, of course.
You were holding a drink, leaning against the wall, near a door frame, thinking 'what a stupid slut'. You didn't know her well, met her only a few times. But for some reason she an uncontrollable dislike for you, always the one calling you 'stupid slut', 'dumb bitch'. Well truth be told, you did kind of have a history with Naruto. It made her extremely jealous, even though it was only for a week.
You scanned the room for anyone who was acting a little normal, but to no avail. You knew you were a little too uptight, you always were. Could never get out your shell. At least not with these guys, and definitely not with Sasuke watching. Your eyes darted to his frame, just calmly seated there.
You asked yourself, 'should I go?' You really wanted to, you haven't spoken to him in months. And this may be the right time to do it.
Nerves struck your stomach, and your knees got a little weak. 'The fuck is wrong with me..' You thought. 'It's just Sasuke, hes a dickhead, but this is the perfect time'
You slowly brought yourself to move one leg at a time, closer to where he was. He didn't seem to acknowledge you one bit, -not that he wanted to.
"Hey...-" You said shyly and maybe a little too soft, but you knew he heard you. You were awkwardly standing over the chair, looking directly at him. Maybe that was a little too forward... You should stand back a little, and share the same view he's having, to make it less direct.
"Yeah, hello." he said obnoxiously, his eyes darting in your direction and back to wherever they were before. Making it obvious he doesn't feel like talking at all.
You shuffled a little, feeling uncomfortable for forcing a conversation onto him. But can't he give you a break? You haven't bothered him in months!
You've noticed throughout the party he hadn't touched a drink at all, and decided that would be a good conversation starter.
"So why aren't you drinking anything..?"
"I dunno, because I don't have to?" He replies rudely, acting as if you're some stupid child. You grit your teeth.
"Yeah well I didn't think you did." You snapped. Damnit, he's already making you lose your cool.
"So when are you gonna go into a room with her?" You asked jokingly with a smile, looking down at him.
"Yeah, nah that's not going to happen aye." He says, trying his hardest not to look up at you. Actively avoiding your gaze at all costs.
You sit down on the arm rest to get a little closer, secretly hoping for a little contact that he has deprived you for well over half a year. You missed it so much.
You chuckled at hit slight joke, you had to.
You watched as Jasmina came out the room with Shino, laughing at how jealous Naruto was getting.
"Sasukes turn! Where's Sasuke?" She called out loudly, rapidly looking around for his slender frame.
Your grip tightened around your cup. There's no way he's getting in that room with that slut of a girlfriend. Your cheeks blushed and you gazed down at his expression, hoping it was that of disgust. Instead he stood up and walked over to the crowd. It felt as if part of your heart ripped out as he left you there alone. Again.. After all that trouble you made to make a conversation.
Though you can't just leave yourself there, you put your drink down and walked over too, but making sure there was a huge gap between you and Sasuke, just so he gets that you're not trying to follow him.
He was opposing going in with her, but was joking with his friends about who elses turn it was.
One of his friends pulled him into the room, he resisted, trying to punch his way out, he knows it never works.
They managed to stuff him into the room and quickly shut the door.
"Let me out you retard!" he shouted and banged on the door.
God damnit, now he's trapped in that room and you're on the other side. Now you'll never be able to talk to him. Again you clenched your hands in frustration. This party is all for nothing. You don't even like anyone here.
"Yeah, get Jenna in there, oi" Naruto drunkenly said and pointed at you. All his friends turned around and smiled. As if that was a brilliant idea.
"Whaa..-" Before you could even oppose the idea, they pulled your arm towards the door. When it opened Sasuke was standing in the way but they pushed you against him anyway and slammed the door shut.
'Shit shit, there's no way this is happening' You freaked out. "Sorry, sorry" You quickly said before regaining your posture, and taking a few steps back away from him, trying to make him think you don't want any sort of contact with him at all. All lies of course.
Sasuke didn't seem happy at all, he banged the door a few times, tried to open it, but it seemed to be locked.
"Later!" His friends shouted from the other side. "They're probably gonna fuck aye." They laughed with each other.
You hung your head in shame. He's so going to blame you for all of this.
"For fuck sake" he cursed. His eyes glared at you before being buried in his hands.
He's so over reacting..
"How long do you reckon they're gonna keep us in here?" You asked seemingly annoyed, but you weren't really. Just keep up the act so he doesn't think youre some creepy girl having a massive crush on him.
"Fuck knows.." He muttered. And kicked the door before throwing himself back onto the bed.
You still awkwardly stood near the door, wondering what you should do.
Sasuke isn't going to try anything with you at all, at least try to talk or something.
"Well this is great.." You said sarcastically
"..." He kept his eyes on the ceiling with his hands behind his head.
You scanned his body. His arms are so defined, his shirt was just slightly reaching over his shorts and showing a little stomach. God, he looked amazing, his body just looked amazing. You kept your eyes locked on that bit of skin he was showing, its more than he'd ever show on purpose.
You scanned lower, over his shorts.. Your cheeks blushed at the thought of whats making that bulge. Though quickly, just incase he could read your mind, you dismissed the thought. And continued where his legs hung off over the edge of the bed.
How would you start a conversation with him? Anything you say would annoy him..
You didn't have much time before they let you out again, so hurry up.
"Are we just gonna wait?"..
"Well they're not gonna let us out are they? .." He said stupidly. Again, what a dickhead.
You bit your lip, "geez, what's your problem, honestly?"
He sat up and glared at you, "I don't have a problem alright, calm down"
You huffed at his lies, "yeah well obviously you do, because no one else would be such a dickhead"
Woops, you wouldnt care about someone's answers as much as his. You might have said a little too much now. And over reacted majorly.
"Im not even being a dickhead?"
He's right.
"..Yeah, alright, sorry" You said rolling your eyes at yourself.
He got up again and banged on the door, yelling for them to let you out. You hoped he would just sit down.
Luckily there was no answer anyway.
"Can I ask you something?" You said, looking across at him
"What.." He answered annoyed, slightly rolling his eyes before glancing at you.
"Can I have a hug..?" You asked softly, lowering your head and looking up with pleading eyes. Yes you might look really pathetic right now, but really, its all you wanted, all you needed. Just a little attention for just one moment.
"What the fuck? Why?" He asked weirded out, a fitting response obviously.
You took a step closer to him, "come on.. Why not, you always did before?"
You reached your hand out for his. When you realised he didn't really resist, you took another step closer to him, so you were almost touching. Still he didn't resist.
Slowly you slid your hand across his waist, making sure to touch as much as you could, pressing against him firmly before wrapping your arms around his back and pulling him into a tight hug. You weren't quite short enough to rest your head on his chest, but not quite tall enough to hold your head above his shoulder. You tippy toed so you could reach and rest your lips on his shoulder.
You felt his arms glide along your back, sending a spark to your heart and butterflies to your stomach. The pure happiness that just came from him holding his arms around you, almost made your knees give in.
You didn't want to let go, you wanted to keep it a little longer. Like he held you when he first told you it was over 8 months ago.
Slowly you turned your head, feeling the skin of his neck against your lips. Your hands moved along his back, further, as you pressed your lips against his skin to give a small kiss..
You didn't think about it anymore. He wasn't resisting, it's what you wanted, why be insecure now?
You felt his fingers press softly against your back, but then releasing. You knew you had to let go.
You took a step back, and examined his face. His brows were furrowed, and his lips were almost a frown. But his face was a look of pity, or at least, he was thinking.
You were nervous of his reaction, what did he think? Was it ok for me to kiss him like that? Did he think it was weird?
Right.. Now all the insecurities came back.