*A/N: So here is chapter one. I hope people will enjoy it. =D
Chapter 1: The Rachel Berry House Party Train-wreck Extravaganza, Part 1
"Let's party!"
Not too soon after that, the party exploded. Music was blasting, people were falling, and clothes were staring to come off. Mike, Tina, Mercedes and Quinn were playing quarters at one table; at another Santana was doing body shots off Brittany while Sam and Artie cheered them on. In the other area Rachel, Puck, Kurt, Blaine and Finn were near the stage.
Finn laughed to himself, as he took in the situation that was happening around him. He stepped to the side trying to not bump into a very intoxicated Rachel as she was drunk dancing with Mike. In the process he almost knocked an even drunker Blaine down.
"Whoa buddy" Finn said catching his arm.
"Finn!" he yelled, laughing as he leaned into Finn. Finn wasn't used to what was happening; his head rose as he looked around, and connected eyes with a suspicious Kurt. The shorter boy put his head against Finn's chest and let out a deep breath.
"You doing okay?" Finn asked. When no answer came but the sound of Blaine singing alone with the music, he took that as a yes. The temperature was really starting to get hot, at let to him. He backed away from the smaller boy, which cause Blaine to grow a confused face.
"What's wrong?" Kurt asked, popping up next to them.
"Nothing, it's just really hot in here" Finn explained then stepped away from the boys and toward a thermostat. As soon as he left Lauren handed Rachel another wine cooler and they are started cheering her on to chug.
Once he reached the thermostat, a weird feeling overtook him. It was pretty low in the room, and he wasn't intoxicated, so that ruled out booze getting to him. That's weird, this place seemed like it was on fire he pondered over in his head. Letting out a deep breath, he turned away from the wall and back to the crowd, just in time to see Brittany fall out of Artie's lap. The lyrics from 'Like a G6' continued to blast through the room as everyone started migrating areas. He huffed and headed towards, well he didn't even know where he was headed. It just seemed he was walking, but didn't want to go to any place particular. 'It really sucks being the only sober person here'.
"You not drinking?" A voice asked out, making Finn blink away his thoughts. He turned to see Kurt doing a weird hand-moving-dance thing.
"Naw, designated driver." He stated, pulling on a smile "What about you?"
Kurt shook his head, "I'm still trying to impress Blaine, can't get to sloppy." The both of them turned behind them to see Blaine busting some crazy moves. He would jerk his head from side to side, and then place the hand that wasn't holding his cup into his hair, while thrusting his whips the opposite was of his head. Finn's face broke out into a huge smile as he watched the wacky dance. It was uncontrollable, and he didn't even realize he was smiling until Kurt made a comment about him not having the same concern. Finn jerked his head away from the dancing boy to his step-brother and opened his mouth to respond but his voice was caught in this throat as an arm slipped around his shoulders and Blaine's voice entered his ear.
"Hey! It is so cool that you and Kurt are brothers!" The drunk boy said, "Right? Brothers…" He took a big wig of the drink in his other hand after the last line was said. Finn nodded along. Honestly he wasn't even sure what Blaine was talking about; As soon as he realized it was Blaine's arm his whole body heated up once again. Trying to recover, he laughed aloud and looked down at the guy.
"Wow" He continued "So tall…" He tightened his grip on the taller boy's shoulder. The two's eyes connected as Blaine begin opening his mouth again but was cut off.
"You having fun, Blaine?" Kurt asked, smiling from the other side of Finn. Make the two boys realize he was there.
"Yeah" He slurred, trying to recover himself "It's the best party ever!" He patted Finn's shoulder and took away his arm, and stepped off the stage. Which caused him to stumble but Kurt swooped down, under his arm, placing it across his shoulder. Finn was left standing on the stage, trying to understand everything that had just happened. His breathing started to return to normal. 'Why am I getting like this… it's like how I used to get around Rachel and Quinn..' Before he could finish processing his thoughts, Rachel was up to him.
"Dance with me" She mumbled, with a drink in her hand and latched herself to him. "We had it going on right? I wasn't making it up or anything? I could do anything for you, anything!"
"Okay, Rachel" Finn said, pulling away from her. He led her to the floor and begin explain the 'types' of drunks. As he did so he could compare the types to their friends.
"And then we come full circle back to you. Your being the needy girl drunk, hanging all over me, overly lovey…. It's not cool" He stated. Rachel pulled her head off his shoulder, letting his words sink in. He hated to be harsh, really he did, he never liked being mean to Rachel but it had to be said.
"Well what kind of girl is this?" She asked, staggering herself to a standing position, and then turning to face everyone else. "Spin the bottle… Who wants to play Spin the Bottle?" The gang started shouting, as she leaned down and shouted the game again in his ear. Everyone formed a circle, and placed a bottle on a chessboard ready to play, well everyone beside Santana, who was drinking to herself to the side glaring at the others.
Brittany went first; she leaned forward and grabbed the bottle, spinning it. The bottle landed, pointing at Sam. The club shouted in cheers, as Santana ran forward yelling at them. Blaine leaned back, laughing. Finn's eyes went to him, as the boy's eyes went to him. Finn's mouth grew into a smile as they stayed looking at each other, causing Blaine to smile back. The whole time the two of them were entranced while everyone else was cheering on the two blondes and Santana's yelling.
"My turn!" Rachel shouted, grabbing the bottle and twirling it. The gang erupted again and the two where yanked out of their eye-lock as Kurt grabbed Blaine's arm.
"This outstanding!" Kurt shouted, clapping his hands smiling. Rachel crawled towards him.
"Blaine Warbler, I'm Gunna Rock Your World" She finished grabbing his collar and pulled him towards her. As soon as Rachel and Blaine's lips connected a shock shot through Finn. His breath stopped as his body was behaving unlike it ever did before. His eyes dropped down to his lap as he tried to understand what was happening. Kurt shouted again as everyone cheered them on. Finn darted his eyes up towards them, to see them pull away and drunk Blaine blink his eyes open, then look to Finn, then back to Rachel.
"Your face taste awesome…" She said, breaking into a smile "I think I just found a new duet partner!"
The next part was a blur. Somehow everyone wasn't in a circle; they were all over the place, while Rachel and Blaine were onstage. Quinn was sitting in a chair against the wall, Santana and Sam were making out on the couch, Brittney was sitting on Artie's lap as they were near the stage, while Puck, Lauren, Finn and Mercedes were sitting on the floor spaced out around the stage, Kurt was sitting at the piano, while Mike and Tina were in the middle of the room dancing to the beat that started playing through the speakers. Blaine lurched forward and grabbed the microphone and began the verse. Finn sat in a daze as he rested his arms on his knees and twitted his thumbs.
"Don't.. Don't you want me?" Blaine sang, darting his glazed eyes toward Finn, who sucked in a breath. Through the rest of the song, Finn sat trying to control himself. His body was acting funny, his stomach felt like it was flickering and his heart couldn't stop pounding, which only caused him to get more heated. Blaine didn't help the situation as every few seconds they would connect eyes. He wanted to tear his eyes away, but couldn't. He wanted to throw a cup of water on his face, but he couldn't get up. He didn't think his legs would work with him…
'What is happening to me?'