Looking in the mirror I sighed, It would do. If Tony was expecting some pink sparkly dress he was going to be sorely disappointed. The black skinny jeans, Converse and vintage Guns and Roses tank top were going to have to suffice. Tousling my straightened golden hair, I turned away from the mirror and sighed, a nervous laugh escaping my throat. Tucking my phone in my pocket I walked from the house, locking the door behind me.
Pulling my car up in front of Tony's house, I parked and got out. Although there were no people in the front yard it was clear that there was a party going on. Music pulsed from inside the house, and it got louder as I neared it. Opening the front door I could feel the beat pulsing in my chest. People filled the house and I was happy to see that I wasn't the only girl in skinny jeans and a tee-shirt. Suddenly I was nocked sideways, a pair of arms wrapped around my waist.
"Tori! You came!" Tony said, pulling me into a hug.
"Hey Tony", I said slightly awkwardly, wrapping my arms around his chest in return, "Yeah, of course I came. Miss out on a chance to hang out with a guy I met like two days ago? Wouldn't miss it for the world."
I felt him laugh against me, "How's it going?" He asked pulling away, a smile on his face.
"Pretty good, what about you?" I asked.
"I'm great now!" He said with a laugh, "Now, lets get to introductions."
"Introductions?" I asked, looking around apprehensively.
He wasn't going to introduce me to everyone at the party, was he?
"Yeah", grabbing my hand he began weaving through the crowd, pulling me with him.
Was he drunk? No, I didn't smell any alcohol on him. He was cute when he smiled though, Katy was right.
Stopping at a makeshift bar he motioned to the shirtless, tattooed guy standing behind it, "This is Mike."
The guy, Mike, looked up at us, "Hey Tone. Who's the chick?"
"This is Tori", He said to Mike before looking down at me, "He plays drums in the band."
"Hey", I said to Mike.
"Hey", He replied, "Want a drink?"
"Sure."
He handed both Tony and I a red cup filled with something alcoholic.
"Thanks man", Tony said before leading me back into the crowd.
Pushing through to the backyard Tony stopped and looked around, giving me a chance to take a sip of the drink in my hand.
"Ugh, what is this?" I asked, with a small cough.
Tony turned around, with a small laugh he took a sip of his drink too and came up coughing, "Wow, that's terrible."
I laughed at his reaction, taking another sip of the drink, which although it tasted like crap was oddly satisfying. Suddenly an arm was thrown around my shoulders and I looked up to see a guy with black spikey hair. He had one arm wrapped around my shoulders and the other around Tony's.
"Tony, my man!" He called to Tony before looking down at me, "And who is this lovely senorita?"
"Jaime this is Tori", said Tony, smiling at me.
"Well, hello", said Jaime looking at me, he was easily four inches taller than me, "The name's Jaime."
He held his hand out and I shook it, introducing myself, "Tori."
Suddenly a shoe went flying through the air over our heads, followed by a scream, "Pantera!"
Jaime dissolved into a fit of laughter, looking across the backyard. A figure came running around the pool situated in the middle of the backyard, stopping in front of Tony, Jaime and me.
"Tori, this is-", Tony was cut off but the guy standing in front of us.
"Vic. I'm Vic. And you must be the famous Tori", he said, smiling at me.
"Famous?" I asked looking up at Tony.
He shrugged a small smile on his face and I found it hard to tear my eyes away.
"So are you and Tone like a thing yet?" Jaime asked quietly.
"I...we...no-" I was cut off by, the longish haired guy, Vic.
"Dude, they met like two days ago", He looked at Jaime, "Come on, I want one of those drinks Mike's making."
Vic and Jaime disappeared into the crowd, and I turned to Tony.
"He's the singer, isn't he?" I asked Tony, looking after Vic.
"Who Vic? Yeah. I thought you didn't listen to Pierce The Veil", he tilted his head at me, a smile playing at his lips.
"I don't. My friend was talking about him-", I trailed off.
"Did your friend say anything about me?" He asked quietly.
I looked up at him, really looked at him for the first time. He was wearing a black tank top over a pair of light grey skinny jeans and looked great. His hat was still on his head and I wondered if he slept in it.
I smiled up at him, "She said, and I quote, 'he's so cute, doesn't he just make you want to die?' "
I watched his cheeks darken with blush and grinned.
He took a step forward and took my hands in his, "Did I tell you that you look great tonight?"
I shook my head, staring up into his dark eyes I was struck momentarily frozen. He ducked his head and suddenly what he was about to do was very clear. He was going to kiss me. Suddenly I was shoved from behind and I fell forward into Tony who stumbled backwards. Straight into the swimming pool, pulling me with him. The water was refreshing as it swallowed us. Kicking up from the bottom of the pool I broke the surface and took a breath of fresh air. Looking around I watched Tony surface and swim over to me.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry", I said treading water to keep my head above.
Tony laughed, "Don't worry about it."
Disappearing under the water he came up holding his sopping wet shirt. Tossing it to the side of the pool he swam closer, until there were only inches separating us. I felt Tony's hands come to rest on my waist, warm in the cool water. I looked from Tony's tattooed chest to his dark eyes which were watching me with an intensity I didn't expect. Watching him lean in I realised I did want to kiss him. I really did. Eliminating the space between us I pressed my lips to his. His lips were wet and tasted of chlorine but I couldn't resist. They were warm and in a strange way, reassuring. I felt him pull me closer until our bodies were pressed against each other. Wrapping my arms around his neck we were suddenly both submerged again. Pulling away I swam to the surface, laughing as I came up.
"Come on. Let's get you some dry clothes", Tony said when he had finished laughing.
Lifting himself from the pool he offered me a hand, taking it he pulled me from the pool and onto the limestone border surrounding it. Not letting go of my hand he lead me through the house to a set of stairs. Walking up the stairs I took a second to turn back and look down on the party. Although there were still over sixty people at the party it had cleared out, either people had left or gone to other parties. Leading me down a corridor, Tony turned into the second door on the left. Letting go of my hand as he closed the door behind me, I looked around. I don't know what I expected from a famous guitarists bedroom. A guitar maybe? I guess hadn't really thought about it. A bed sat in the middle of one wall, it was unmade and as I expected an acoustic guitar was sitting on it. A mirrored wardrobe was built into one wall and sitting against a window was a big dark wood desk with a computer sitting atop it. Another guitar sat in a stand in one corner and another was mounted on the wall over the bed.
"Um, the bathrooms that way", said Tony, still standing shirtless in front of the closed door.
"If you want a shower or something", he finished pointing to a door on the far wall I hadn't noticed.
"Thanks but is it cool if I just get dried off?" I asked quietly.
The room was unusually silent after the noise of the party downstairs.
"Oh yeah. Here I'll get you some dry clothes", He said walking over to the wardrobe and began to rummage around in it.
Pulling his head from the wardrobe he looked at me with playful eyes, tossing me a shirt he smiled, "I don't think I have any pants that are going to fit you."
I smiled, "That sounds like you going back on that oath."
He held up his right hand and smiled, "I swear that I am not going back on my oath, and am telling the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth."
I laughed and took the shirt he was holding out to me, "Thanks."
Walking over to the bathroom I closed and locked the door behind me. With a contented sigh I began to peel my wet clothes off.