"OHMYGOD! GABRIEL! Is that you?" A cheerleader named Morgan squealed.
"Hi. Morgan."
"I like can't believe you're even here right now. It's so hard to process. I swear the last time I saw you at a party was at the beginning of sophomore year." She said excitedly.
"Well, I find them boring. But I came tonight so that should make up for it." Enjolras added.
She grabbed his hand. "You have to come dance with me right now. I can't remember one day I've danced with you. " She said.
Eponine looked at the dance floor. Every person was grinding. She wanted to see Enjolras' reaction.
"Actually, I'd rather stay here. Get some punch. Thanks though." He walked away with his hand on Eponine's back. No one even recognized Eponine. She was getting looks from people who never bothered to glance her way. She was just talking to Enjolras when they found Grantaire, drinking. He called them over to the table he was sitting at, and naturally everyone else was there.
They all whistled when they saw Eponine. She couldn't help but blush. "Unfortunately" there was only one chair left at their table. Enjolras offered to stand, but drunken Grantaire offered for Eponine to sit on Enjolras' lap. It was a win win situation in both of their minds. Enjolras was rubbing her legs and she was playing with his hair while everyone was talking. Both of them refrained from drinking. Enjolras didn't drink because he saw no point in it. Eponine didn't drink because she saw what it did to her father and his friends. Eponine thought that Enjolras changed position, for something was poking her, but it took her a while to reflect on that. After a while, the drunken Grantaire wanted to find a girl to dance with. Eponine and Enjolras decided to speak in private. They were talking in a hallway, away from their friends. Enjolras was kissing Eponine. She was kissing him back. His hands couldn't help but touch her and she just moved in sync with him. Her back was on the wall and he trapped her.
Someone drunk tapped on Enjolras' shoulder.
"Enjolras, is that you? I haven't seen you at a party since we broke up." Eponine's eyes widened. When they went to dinner, Enjolras had told her he was never in a relationship. Eponine wanted to hear this.
"Well, yeah. I only went because you dragged me remember?"
"One time! We need to catch up soon 'kay?" She said blowing him a kiss and winking. She went back to the dance floor.
Enjolras turned around again to face Eponine and kiss her. This time she refrained.
"What?" Enjolras asked.
"Who was that?" Eponine asked.
"Oh, that's Andrea."
"And what did she say about you two breaking up?" Eponine asked calmly.
"Nothing. It was a long time ago."
"You told me you were never in a relationship. Did you lie to me?" Eponine asked.
"Well, It wasn't serious so why should it matter?" his voice was rising.
Eponine just blinked at him and walked away. She was pissed. He lied to her. What was she supposed to feel? She remembered how once her father told her that he drank because it made the pain go away. So she picked up a beer. And another one. And another one.