Alex's POV

I was laughing with Rachel, "Dude... I don't want to leave you this holiday! Not even for that one lonely week!"

"I know," She sighed.

"I spend one day without you and it's like... OH MY GOD! WHERE'S MY KIDNEY?!"

"I KNOW!" She laughed louder, "But dude, you're like, the right side of my brain... the one I use most!" I snorted at this. She frowned, "The left side is almost fried." I waited for a moment and then she made a face, "Or maybe that's the one I use the most…"

"Aw!" I grinned, "Well... you're... you're my... my bladder! Without me you're stupid," Rachel nodded, "And without you I'm... peeing myself?"

She nodded triumphantly, "Of course you are! But hey, for future reference... wear a nappy when I'm not around."

I beamed, swinging my arm around her, "It's a mental note."

We all grabbed pieces of pizza and started shoving them in at weird angles. Leah was piling chips onto hers and then shoving it into her mouth. Of course. Monkey see, monkey do. Reid piled jelly snakes and chips on his, scoffing that down.

I cringed and Rachel giggled, "You gotta snog that later."

I nodded, "Thanks for reminding me."

Leah handed the bowl of snakes to us, "Whoever can tie one in their mouth, is a good kisser. Go on."

We all took one, and I was shocked when Rachel spat out her first, then Reid. Leah was almost twirling in a circle, her hand up to her mouth as she tried to adjust the snake.

I frowned, the gooeyness in my mouth almost making me gag.

Rachel was on her fifth when I finally pulled out one. I stared at Leah who swallowed it, "Not bothered." She hissed.

We ate and ate until we couldn't even look at the food. More beers and we headed over to the dark corner. I lay across Leah and Tyler's legs, propping myself up.

"LEAH! HEY!" A boy with brown curly hair and two girls attached to him nudged Leah's shoulder.

"Oh... Hi Ricky." She made a face at us and then turned to him, "Sup?"

"Nothing much... great party guys!" he slid back into the crowd.



"My feet itch... I wanna dance." Leah blurted.

"I'll go." Tyler grabbed her hand shoving me off and pulling her up.

"Rach, come on." Leah offered so she and Pogue followed, obviously leaving Reid and I behind. He turned to me, grabbing my hand and pulling me up. In one swift move, he slammed my back against the wall. That seemed to be the way he liked it, but I couldn't complain.

His hands went to my waist, pushing me hard against the wall and raising the shirt. My fingers moved over his neck into his hair, knotting in it as I kissed him deeply, sucking on his lip.

The pounding of the music rode through us both, sucking us both into complete ecstasy. He hitched my legs around his waist, his lips moving to my neck and then the edge of my shirt. He pulled my tank top down a bit, his tongue dipping down.

I opened my eyes and then gasped, pulling his face back to mine, "What are we doing?!"

He laughed, "Flaunting it, babe."

I grinned, "And if I said some geeky kid is getting turned on over this... what would you do?"

"Give him a show." He kissed me again, running his fingers through my hair.

Leah's POV

I rolled my eyes, turning back to Tyler, "God, those two are locked at the lips."

"And hips." He smirked, not even looking in that direction.

I grinned, "Well they're not caking... yet."

He grinned, "I miss caking..."

I smirked, "Well if I've drank enough, I might be in the mood later."

He twirled me around so that my back was to his front, his arms sliding around my waist, "Might?"

I giggled, "Okay... most likely."

A song started up and I got a brilliant idea, "Oh my god! I love this song!"

"What song?" Tyler frowned.

"Get Ready For This by Two Unlimited… Conga line!" He laughed at me and I rolled my eyes, "RACHEL!"



She turned from Pogue, "Hmm?"

"Give me your hips... conga line!"

She nodded and so it started. Two seconds and it was almost forty people long. I laughed and it lasted for what seemed like hours, breaking and joining again. Finally Rachel pulled me aside and we sat out, the guys moving to the food table. Again.

Rachel's hand shot up and she waved as someone, then the music died down and there was a loud deep voice, "Hope y'all ready for this... Do we have a Reid Garwin in the facility?"

"Oh... bad idea." I muttered.

"What?" Rachel frowned.

The spotlight flashed on Alex, pressed against the wall and Reid, shocked. Everyone started to laugh but then it turned into a whole load of wolf whistles and clapping, which guiltily enough, I found myself joining in on.

"Why don' cha come up here, man... it's your birthday, everyone give him a hand!"

There was a loud applause as Reid jogged his way up the stairs, smiling down at everyone. Rachel and I stood up, Tyler's arms enclosing around me and Pogue's going who-knows-where with Rachel.

"So it's your eighteenth, huh boy?" Reid nodded, "Well happy birthday then."

Everyone applauded again and Reid laughed, "Uhh... thanks guys. Almost there and I can drink legally!" Another applaud.

"Anything you'd like to say? Friends, girlfriend?"

He laughed loudly, "Oh there's plenty on things I wanna shout out to Alex... but trust me... the words are for her ears only. But hey... thanks guys for all this. Kick-ass party! Awesome birthday!"

A few people screamed out from the crowd, including Tyler and Pogue. The music started up and the person on stage handed Reid a huge box.

Reid slid off the stage and shouted things at all the happy people wanting to wish him a happy birthday while moving through them. Suddenly I saw Alex's small figure leave my side and jump on stage, making a lot of heads turn. She yanked the microphone off the unexpecting person and yelled into it, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BABY!" making Reid turn around on the spot, point at her and yell back, "There you are!" As Reid moved towards her and she jumped off the stage, the movie started up again and the sweaty dancing people resumed their position. Rachel's POV I gnawed at my lip and I dragged Pogue into the middle of the dance floor, stepping back in the middle of the slow, low beat. He watched me watch him and slightly smiled.



Rachel's POV


I gnawed at my lip and I dragged Pogue into the middle of the dance floor, stepping back in the middle of the slow, low beat. He watched me watch him and slightly smiled. He let himself be dragged until he couldn't stand him being so away from me- he viciously grabbed my hips and pulled me to him, swaying them to the rhythm pumping through our chest.

Talking bout the chest- he pressed his hand to the point just above my left breast, pushing down to the beat, feeling my heartbeat do the same. I curled my arms around his neck, shimmying my butt before I felt his large hand close around it.

"Oi!" I yelled in his face, smiling, "You can't stop my booty!"

He grinned, "You're right." He shrugged.

His hand didn't leave my ass; instead, he started moving it. I held my cheek next to his to hide the giant smirk on my face.

He slipped one of my straps off my shoulder and laid soft kisses on my freckled skin, just as I was giggling, he licked me and bit down, making me gasp and look at his neck hungrily.

I attacked him with all I had, making sure my hips were still moving.

A new song started, with a faster beat. A much faster beat. I grinned and pressed my front to Pogue's, applying extra pressure when it came to his hardened groin.

"Shake your booty! Hey shawtie, I know you wanna party, and the way your body's looking makes me feel really naughty..."

I followed the lyrics to the song and shook my butt like Alex had attempted to teach me one drunken night.
Pogue caught on to my interpreting the lyrics and joined in, but when it came to

"I just wanna squeeze tits! " He cocked an eyebrow and looked at me expectantly. I waggled my eyebrows and sang, "So come on papa, let's do the drama!"



I sunk low, dropping down and holding on to Pogue's legs, running my hands up them as I slowly rose, sticking my butt out as far as it'd go without me breaking my pelvis.

Pogue seemed impressed. Yay. He licked his lips and went straight for mine, crushing them into a heated kiss, shoving one hand in my hair, clutching at it as he pushed his tongue deep into my mouth. I pulled his hips closer to mine and fought with my brain. No, I don't want oxygen; I want to keep kissing Pogue. My brain ignored me. I pulled back, panting.

We both grinned like horny idiots. I ran my tongue along my bottom lip, testing him. When he scowled and fiercely held on to my face, I dived in. I was blinded- I was in such ecstasy that I didn't know if I was biting his lip or his cheek. Did it matter?

I pushed him backwards, searching for a wall. When I found one- I slammed him against it, running my hands up his shirt, feeling every perfect, clenched muscle before ducking my head under it too, dropping to my knees. I kissed, licked and bit my way up, finally pulling the damned piece of clothing over his head and throwing it on the floor.

He flipped us around, pushing me back and up the wall. He was urgent. He scrunched my shirt in his hands and pulled it up enough so he could see my stomach, then he roamed around it with his hot, steady fingers. I hooked my arm around his neck and he lowered his face into my cleavage, biting down into the sensitive skin, and then gently sucking it. I felt all the blood rush to that spot. I'll have a hickey. He sucked harder. For sure.

He placed one of his hands on the small of my back and made me arch against his torso.
I bit down on my lip. What was I meant to do while he was busy making butterflies flutter around at the pit of my stomach?! Not to mention my other throbbing body parts...

He rocked our hips back and forth to the music. Sure I liked this. I loved this. I would've loved it even more if his pants came off.

I mentally sighed at his shirtless torso and slid my hands around his hips and down to his butt, slipping my hands into the back pockets of his jeans, squeezing tight, making his breath catch in his throat; so much, that he had to heave a couple of times before he got his heart rhythm back to normal.



I moaned into his ear, letting go of all emotion. I bit his ear lobe a couple of times, nibbling it until he pulled my lips to his.

He kissed and nipped at my neck, as we edged closer to the huge stereo system. The whole party seemed to be in overdrive, so no one noticed him pushing me against one of the amplifiers. His lips made their way down my neck, resting on the upper parts of my chest. I kissed him forcefully, as the beats pumped against my back. The slightly computerised beat had our bodies moving as one, as my hands, still on his ass, pulled him towards me. I pressed his body against mine; it was getting pretty hot and heavy, and my mood seemed to match the lyrics.

I wrapped one leg around his and put my knee between his legs, getting as close to him as I could.
Shawty, get loose; lemme see you let down your hair...
He ran his fingers through my sweaty, tousled hair, then kissed the spot behind my ear, sending tingles down my spine.

I groaned loudly and trailed my kisses over his shoulder, his skin as hot and wet as mine was from all the tongue and skin.

Leah's POV

I wondered over near the drink tub, the music way too fast for my balance standards. I looked over my shoulder and saw Alex and Tyler dancing happily, whilst Reid chatted to a group of people. I scanned the crowd until my eyes fell on two figures over at the other side where in the darkness, hidden from the lights Pogue and Rachel hit it off. I rolled my eyes and took a beer.

Caleb was sitting in a chair, lonely, hair messy and a horrid look on his face. I quickly went to him, bending to my knees and putting a hand on his arm, "What happened?"

He shoot his head, pressing his hand to it and moaning, "The drink..."

I frowned, and he started slipping forward. I yelped and grabbed his shoulders, pushing him back. I turned, "REID! HEY!" Over the music they couldn't hear me. Caleb's weight was crushing me and I scrambled to keep him up, "POGUE!"

As I called louder, it was like the music got louder. I saw people dancing and pressing themselves against the other, Alex's wild curls bouncing around her shoulders and the wide grin plastered across Tyler's face.

I narrowed my eyes and pushed Caleb back, heaving him up. It wasn't until I tried to walk was that I discovered I was crazy. Caleb leaned over on me and I almost 

collapsed when some hands shot out, grabbing my shoulder, "Hey... whoa, be careful there."

I turned to see a boy with deep green eyes and straight dark hair. I frowned, clenching my teeth to keep Caleb up.

"Are you okay there? Your friend looks a little drugged up."

"I'm fine!" I yelled over the noise, my arms aching with the heavy weight. If I didn't get him to my car soon, I would collapse.

"Do you want some help? I'm heading out anyways." He smiled.

I looked over at Alex and Tyler who were dancing their way off the floor, getting drinks. Pogue had disappeared and Rachel was slipping into the bathrooms.

I looked back at the boy, "Yeah, that'd be great thanks."

He smirked, "Awesome."

The boy slid his arm around Caleb's waist and arm around his neck, helping me drag him out the back. We both stumbled across the parking lot, laughing and making small talk.

"What's your name?"

"Leah," I said.

"Cool... I'm Dan,"

"Short for Daniel," I nodded, just trying to keep the conversation rolling.

"Yeah," he laughed, "I haven't seen you at school before?"

I shrugged, bad idea. My shoulder screamed in pain, "Uh... I'm not a very... noticeable person I guess." He chuckled and I grit my teeth again, "Here's my car."

"Whoa... Nice."

I smirked, "That's what they all say."

Dan helped me shove Caleb into the back seat of my car, making sure he didn't hit his head at all. I yawned; I think it was over for me anyways. I was tired and had drunk enough to at least get a head ache in the morning.

"Thanks Dan." I dusted my hands on my jeans.



"No worries, Leah." He stared at me for a second and then put a hand in his pocket, his other scratching the back of his head, "Uh, you wanna get a drink?"

I narrowed my eyes, "Oh, no thanks... I'm leaving."

He stepped closer, "Seriously? Aw, that sucks... Will I see you at school?"

I nodded, "Sure..."

He grinned, "Okay... cool... see yah, Leah." He backed away and then slipped into the darkness. I frowned, what a dramatic way to leave.

I turned back to the back door, walking over and peeking in, I couldn't even spot Alex anymore, let alone the birthday boy. I pulled out my phone, texting Rachel and Alex that I was leaving and then went back to my car.

I slid in, the roof pulled over me. I waited for a moment, pausing before I turned my car stereo slightly. Jack's Mannequin. Great.

I put my fingers on the car keys when something cold clasped over my mouth and pulled my head back, exposing my neck.

Hot breath waved over the skin, as I gasped, my eyes wide, "I don't think you're leaving quite yet."

He reached forward, turning the radio up a little and then flicking out a swiss army knife, pressing it to my neck, "Be quite... and I might not cut you up."

That was comforting to know. He jumped over into the front seat, reaching over and moving his hand quick enough to replace it with his mouth. I cringed away but he just grabbed me hard and pushed me to the car door.

I was thinking fine, it was just my body on lock down. His hand went to the bottom of my shirt, but didn't get it over my head in time.

"HEY!"

I jumped and Dan sat backwards, eyes narrowed at someone approaching. "This ones taken mate... get your own."

"I have my own... and last time I checked, she was taken." I turned around to see Pogue walking to wards the car.

He slid around the side, opening the door and grabbing Dan by the collar and throwing him outonto the concrete, "You dick, what the hell is wrong with you?!" He kicked Dan in the stomach.



I fumbled with the door handle, trying to get the god damn thing open as Pogue yelled at the boy. I finally opened it, trying to get out but my legs going jelly.

"If I ever see you near her again-!" He yelled and I expected Dan was running now.

Pogue's arm slid around me, holding me up, "Are you okay?"

I breathed out, "Yeah... Fine..."

"What the hell happened?" He asked, sitting me against the car and folding his arms.

I shook my head, "Caleb's passed out in the back... I was going home."

He frowned, "I saw you leave with that guy and... well you should have seen the smile on his face." He shook his head at me now, "You should go out alone in these places."

I narrowed my eyes, "I could take care of myself."

"Maybe last time you checked... but that didn't quite look like 'taking care of yourself' to me."

"Well I can!" I yelled, "I'm not a pathetic whiny little damsel in distress."

"I never said you were..."

"Good!" I pointed at him and then groaned, pressing my fingers to my temple, "I gotta go... Tell the others-"

"You're not going anywhere without someone... Come and we'll get the others."

I glared at him and then stormed towards the door, though he matched my pace easily, "When did you get all protective over me anyways?" I spat.

"Since I'd never be able to look at Tyler again if something ever happened to you that I could have stopped." He grinned down at me and winked, "Plus... don't think of it as protective... think of it as like... brotherly and sisterly love."

I felt a smile creep up and I shrugged, "Fine, I guess thank you is in order?"

He laughed, "You're welcome, Quincy."

-

Rachel and Alex were glued to me after that. We all stood in a group in the parking lot, the girl's arms around me and never letting go. I rolled my eyes and told them all I was fine, credited Pogue and then told them I was fine again. But not enough, "It's over." "I'm fine" "Don't worry's" were enough for them.



Tyler then pried the girls off of me and kept me in his arms until I was almost asleep there. He stroked my hair and kissed my forehead.

Rachel grinned, "Hey... I've only had one beer... can I drive?"

The words left my mouth numbly, "Mhm..." Well... If you could count them as words. She yelled in joy and climbed into my Comet.

Tyler pulled me along and before I knew it I was in his Hummer. Reid took Caleb's car with Pogue and Caleb in the back. They had to get him into his house without him mother seeing. The girls took my car and I sighed, stretching my legs, "Jeez... that was crazy."

Tyler nodded, "Good party though..."

I smiled, "You all did a great job."

He grinned, "The music was awesome..." he paused, "Leah, please... promise me you won't do that again."

"Do what?" I frowned.

"Go out by yourself... if... you... you should have told me."

I rolled my eyes. When Tyler made me promise something, I couldn't not take the oath. It was like he was an iron wire. No matter how hard you tried to cut it, you couldn't. But that face made me smile.

"I promise."

"Good..." He leaned over, moving forward slowly and then kissing me tenderly as if it was the first time we had kissed. Pulling back, our eyes meeting and then lips mashing together once more, his hand at my neck.

-

"And I knew him!" He burst out, slapping the steering wheel.

"Did he steal your lunch money back in elementary school?" I mumbled, my eyes half-closed.

"No," he clenched his jaw, "He's on the swim team. Butt-head thinks he can beat me at butterfly." He scoffed.

I turned my head to look at him, "You know, I've never seen you swim. Well, I have, but not properly."

He eyed me suspiciously, "You just want to see me in tiny shorts."



I scoffed and let my jaw drop, "When did you become a mind reader?"

He chuckled and waggled his eyebrows at me.

"Eyes on the road, Baby boy." I ordered and leaned my forehead on the window.