Are You Drunk?

Taylor was getting ready for a party. Taylor stared at her reflection in the mirror, brushing her hair continuously. Chad told her about the party and asked if she would come with him. Her answer was yes but they have never gone to a party together like this. She didn't want to get embarrass are anything to go wrong. She already had this bad feeling the night won't go to well.

Taylor sighed as she continuously brushed her hair over and over. She huffed and left out the bathroom. "Does this outfit look good?" she asked herself, going over to the full-length mirror and looking at herself at all angles. "What about this one?" she asked, taking on outfit off of the bed. "Or this one?" she asked, taking another.

She spent another half an hour debating which outfit. She finally decided to wear a purple halter top, blue jean skirt. Taylor heard the bell ring. She stopped what she was doing, and glanced at the clock, it read exactly 7:00. She turned back to the full length mirror looking at herself one more time.

Coming down the stairs, Taylor saw Chad still standing at the entrance. When he saw her, his mouth dropped open. Taylor smiled as she came down the stairs and towards him; the couple was engulfed in a hug.

"Hey," Chad greeted, wrapping his arms around her.

"Hey," she answered back, she pulled back and saw him looking at her in complete awe.

"You look really great," he said softly, a wide smile on his face.

"Thanks," she said, brushing some hair out of her face. She took this time to look Chad once over, and she had to say, she was quite impressed. "You too," she continued.

"Let's get going," Chad said, opening the door and leading Taylor out.

The ride to the party was quiet. Taylor turned to look out the window, as always in deep thought. "So far, so good," Taylor thought to herself. She turned her attention towards Chad and caught sight of him, who smiled at her brightly, she returned it.

"Ok, here we are!" Chad announced, pulling into the driveway and parking. Taylor sighed deeply before opening her door.

"I got it," Chad said, closing the door behind her.

Taylor was still quiet.

"What's wrong? Do you want to go back home?" he asked, looking at her worriedly.

"No, it's just we never been to a party together and I know that there is a lot of girls that are going to be flirting and…."

"Baby, don't worry. I'm going to be with you the whole time," Chad said kissing her.

"Ok, I won't," she said as they started walking.

Chad placed his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him as they walked. They stopped once they got to the door.

"You have nothing to worry about," he whispered softly to her."

Taylor smiled feeling Chad tighten his grip around her waist before he lead her through the door.

Once Chad had opened the front door, upbeat music and indistinctive conversations hit the couple with full force. Taylor's eyes went wide and her mouth agape as she stepped into the house with Chad by her side, her eyes fell over the whole room, almost everyone had a cup in their hand, and no telling what's in there. They happily mingled in large groups, and those that didn't, were on the dance floor, couples grinding against each other to the music. Cheers and shouts erupted from the kitchen from some kind of drinking game going on, and there were various couples already making out.

"You didn't expect this?" Chad asked.

Taylor shook her head.

"Well I didn't either but we are going to have fun anyway."

"How about I go get you something to drink?" Chad suggested.

"Yeah," Taylor agreed. "Water."

Chad kissed her on the cheek, "Be right back," he said, heading to the kitchen.

"What a party?" A voice came from behind Taylor.

"Hey Gaby, the party is alright. I mean, as long as I don't end up like the people in the kitchen!" she said.

"I know! One guy just threw up in the bathroom," Gaby said.

Taylor frowned. "Well that just proves a point."

The party seemed to have picked up even more! Some of the jocks, who clearly were wasted beyond the possible limit and just laughing hysterically.

Taylor and Gabriella gave a look of disgust.

"So where's Troy?"

"He's in the kitchen with Chad."

"Here you go, Baby," Chad said, coming up to Taylor handing her the cup.

"Where is Troy?" Gaby asked Chad.

"He still in the kitchen deciding whether to get a hamburger or a hot dog.

The girls started laughing.

"Well let me go help him," Gaby said. "Remember to have fun, Tay," she said before leaving.

"Ok."

Taylor and Chad were alone. Chad turned to Taylor as she took another sip from her cup.

"Are you alright?" Chad asked, watching her for any kind of sign she was ok with being here.

"Yeah, I'm fine" she admitted.

Chad leaned to kiss Taylor softly. They were just about to deepen the kiss when they were suddenly interrupted by some of Chad's other jock friends coming over to greet him.

Chad was still being protective over Taylor but they laughed and talked for a while.

"I think I'm going to go get something to eat," she excused herself.

Chad nodded and Taylor kissed him on his cheek, before heading off towards the kitchen.

"Damn! That girl is fine!" one of the boys commented once she was gone, causing the other boys to tease him and become playful.

"Yeah, she is and she's mine!" he said to the boy.

"She's all yours, man," the boy put his hand up in defense. The boys started laughing and just started talking about random things.

The rest of the night went on a lot better than Taylor had originally thought. She was mingling with people. Taylor was still in the kitchen when she saw Raven coming. She ignored her and continued talking.

Raven wasn't surprised that "Ms. Goody-Goody Mckessie" didn't drink, but she thought it be fun if she did. Taylor was occupied with talking, so that gave Raven a chance to switch Taylor' cup. Raven left out the kitchen quickly. Taylor had no clue what happened.

Taylor glanced into the cup. Her bad feeling of suspicions only got stronger, though it seemed perfectly normal.

Taylor took a sip of her drink. It tasted like normal water. Taylor took more sips and she began to have this fuzzy feeling beginning in the back of her mind. She drunk it all and sighed.

Raven watched, a wicked smile spreading across her face. "This party just got interesting," she thought.

Chad was starting to miss Taylor's company; in fact, he hadn't seen her in a while. Getting a little worried, Chad decided to go look for her. "I'm going to go look for Taylor," Chad said to them. They nodded. As he made his way to the kitchen, Chad saw her leaning against the wall.

"Taylor?" Chad questioned as he came up beside her. Hearing her name, Taylor looked up and gave him a weak smile. She started to walk towards him but got light headed, almost falling. Chad caught her quickly.

"I don't feel too good," she whispered, clutching at his chest. "Where were you?" she whispered, trying her best to keep her eyes focused on him but failing miserably.

"Are you drunk?" Chad asked, chuckling a little bit as he pulled Taylor up so that she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"It's not funny, I drunk water the whole time," she frowned.

Chad's smile faded, he had to admit, Taylor wasn't the type to let herself go. He knew her better. Chad knew he had to take care of her.

"Come on, you need to lie down" Chad said, securing a grip on Taylor and starting to pull her towards the living room.

Entering the living room, Chad brought her to the nearest couch, Taylor's arm secured around Chad's neck. He gently sat her down.

Taylor glanced up at Chad. Her heart fluttered at the worried look on his face as he too looked back at her. Chad smiled down at her. He watched with concern as Taylor placed a hand to her spinning head, whatever that was in her "water" finally starting to wear off.

"I'll be back with some water," he said, making sure she was comfortable. "Just stay there. Please, just don't move," he said.

Taylor nodded in response, Chad headed in the kitchen to get some water. Taylor sat there in pain, holding her head painfully as she tried to keep down the burning sensation to throw up.

The party was practically over, and people were leaving. Gabriella saw Taylor sitting on the couch and went to sit next to her.

"Hey, Tay. What's wrong?"

"Someone either switched my cup or put something in it."

"Oh, well do you know who did it?"

"Hell yeah I do! It was that bitch, Raven."

"How did you find out?"

"She was grinning at me when Chad was carrying me to sit down on the couch."

"Oh, well did you tell Chad."

"No, he is already worried. I don't want him to worry more."

"Is there anything I need to do?"

"No, thank you, Gaby. You go home."

"Ok, well I call you in the morning to check on you."

"K," Taylor said giving Gaby a weak smile.

Gabriella gave Taylor a hug and left.

Finally, Chad returned with a cup of water, handing it to Taylor. He sat down next to her.

"Sorry it took so long; it was hard to find a cup that was either not used or not broke. How are you feeling?"

"Terrible!" she groaned.

"Baby, drink the water."

"Are you sure it's water?"

"Taylor."

Taylor did what Chad said. She took a few sips then gave the cup to Chad. He sat it on the coffee table in front of them.

Groaning painfully, Taylor laid back easily on Chad's chest.

Chad never took his worried eyes off of Taylor. When she started coughing, he quickly moved the nearest trashcan over, and leaned Taylor towards it.

Coughing once more, Taylor had drunk some more water. "Chad, I want to go home," she said groggily. Taylor tried getting to her feet, but she ended up falling backwards. Chad caught her.

"Ok, Ok. Just take it slow," he said. Chad slowly helped Taylor to her feet. Chad made it easier to get Taylor home faster; he picked her up and carried her to his car.

While Chad drove to her house, Taylor fell asleep but only for a moment. When he got to her house, Taylor managed to open her front door. Gladly, her parents weren't there. That's really not surprising, though. He carried her up stairs to her room and gently sat her down on her bed.

Chad covered her gently with the blanket on her bed as Taylor's eyes shut. Chad took a moment to look at her, her face weak and forehead a little sweaty but she was peaceful.

"Night, babe," he said softly, "try to get some sleep."

Suddenly, realizing he was leaving, Taylor quickly grabbed hold of his hand.

Chad turned around.

"Stay with me tonight?" she asked softly. "I don't want to be alone, especially feeling like this," she said, looking at him painfully.

Chad couldn't help but smile. "Ok," he said, happily.

Taylor smiled weakly, scooting over a little so Chad could lie down next to her. Settling down, Chad wrapped his arms around Taylor gently. Chad was sure that Taylor was asleep by now. Taylor loving the feel of how he held her was already feeling better. Taylor turned in his arms, resting her head on his chest, snuggling closer to him.

"Thank you" she whispered, before falling back to sleep.

Chad kissed the top of her head. "I'll always be here for you," he whispered back, before he too fell asleep.

The next morning, Taylor woke up in a haze from the night before. As she slowly begun to open her eyes, the sunlight blinding her for a brief moment, her whole body ached, some because of the hangover. Taylor held her head in pain as she let out a terrible groan, rolling over to try and get into a more comfortable position.

Chad was still asleep. Chad's arm loosely but protectively around her waist, her head rested in the crook of his neck, his cheek resting gently on her head. Taylor couldn't help but smile again as she continued to watch him sleep. Sighing softly, Taylor snuggled a bit closer.

Chad started stirring beside her. Taylor remained still. He yawned and opened his eyes. Taylor felt him tightened his grip around her waist. He saw that Taylor was already awake.

"Good morning," he greeted her, his voice hoarse from the sleeping.

"Morning," she greeted back.

"How's your head? Any better?" Chad asked.

"Yeah, a lot better," she said.

Chad's smile widened at her comment. "I'm glad."

Chad started to move again, this time trying to sit up. Taylor also started to get up. However, as she sat up, her headache from the night before suddenly hit her full force and she groaned as she held her head in pain. Seeing her pain, Chad turned to her worriedly.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"Yeah, just need an aspirin," she said, holding her head, wishing the throbbing pain would go away.

"Ok, well I'll go get u some and some water. Where is it?"

"It's in the bathroom in the medicine cabinet."

"Ok, I'll be right back."

Chad got out of bed and Taylor laid back down.

Chad came back quickly. "Here, it will help with that hangover," he said gently, placing the cup in her hand and the pills.

"Thank you," she said. She took the pills one at a time and slowly drinking the water.

Chad watched her with a smile.

"I'm going to kill that bitch when we go back to school," Taylor thought.

"Thanks for everything," Taylor said. A small smile graced her lips. "For taking care of me last night."

"Your welcome, now you need to get some more sleep."

"Okay, Mr. Danforth!"

Chad smiled and his phone started to ring. It was his dad. "Baby, I got to go," Chad said as he kissed her on her cheek.

"Ok, I'll see you later."

"Yeah, I'm going to call you."

Chad left her room and Taylor fell back to sleep. She didn't hear her parents come in.

"Taylor?" her mother called, she didn't respond. Her mother came in her room. She saw Taylor asleep and smiled. Mrs. Mckessie went over to her and pulled the covers over her more. Then she quietly left out the room and went down stairs.

Well you can say it! The girl is in love and she's never been this happy. The following week of school was well….everyone just talked about the party. Taylor was walking down the hall to her locker. In the mist of that she heard a voice behind her.

"Well looks like Mckessie was able to come to school. Do you still have a hangover?"

Taylor should have known this was going to happen.

Turning around, Taylor said, "You know, I thought about killing you but I would rather beat the hell out of you!"

"Watch it!" Raven glared.

"No, you watch it!" Taylor glared back. "I really don't know what your problem is and I really don't appreciate what you did to me. Now I have to go to class."

Taylor slammed her locker closed and walked away.