Get drunk. Come back, and yell at people. Maybe throw some more stuff. It sounded good really, well… in my mind. Deciding I wasn't going to let what just happened get stuck in my head, I nodded to myself. Saluted the pictures as I passed and skipped down the hall to the door, which I promptly slammed as hard as I could behind me. I was going to Nicky's.
Make you say, oh my
Feels just like I don't try
Looks so good I might die
All I know is everybody loves me
I sang along loudly to the lyrics in my alcohol induced haze, enjoying every single, beautiful moment of my stupor. But I was dancing with some twit who didn't know his left hand from his right foot and it was starting to get annoying. I twirled in a little circle and found myself in front of someone else, I grinned stupidly when I realised that that someone was Tyler.
"Why hello-o." I giggled, he raised his eyebrows, "Bay-by Boy," I laughed again,
"Alex… you okay?" he frowned,
"Me? I feel fucking fantastic!" I smirked, "Why? Is someone dying? Oh my god is…" I leaned towards my best friend, "Is Marcus back?" I whispered, standing up again, I giggled, "No… no it's not him. I killed him, I remember," Tyler's eyes widened and I stopped dancing and frowned, "Is it Chase?" this was exciting, "Is Chase back from the dead?" I giggled,
"Do you need a ride home?" he asked, growing more and more concerned by the second, it was beginning to put a bit of a weight on my mood,
"Are you kidding me? I'm having fu-un." I twirled in a circle again; his expression remained the same,
"Are you sure? I mean, after everything that happened, with Caleb?" my smile dropped,
"That son of a bitch dumped me," I pouted, "He dumped me Tyler! What a dick!" I yelled and a few people turned to look at me, I giggled, "Oh well," and went back to dancing, twirling over and over in circles until I couldn't quite regain my footing and started to trip, knocking into a few people before someone pulled me upright, it was Tyler, he was frowning at me.
"Alex, come on," He pulled me out of the crowd towards the bar, sitting me down, he took the seat next to me and Nicky brought me a water. "Look, I know Caleb dumped you, but did you really have to choose tonight, of all nights, to get wasted here?" I inclined my head to the side,
"What's wrong with tonight Tyler?" I asked, blinking over and over to try and clear the cloud-like film over my eyes, "Do you have something against Fridays?" I giggled to myself before bursting into song, "IT'S FRI-DAY! FRI-DAY! GOTTA GET DOWN ON—" Tyler slapped a hand over my mouth and I couldn't control my laughter, I was bent over laughing my head off at my own joke. There was something wrong with me,
"Alex, Alex—" Tyler tried to get my attention before giving up and waiting until I was finished laughing, "Alex you have to calm down,"
For some reason, that made me laugh even harder, "Don't make me laugh!" I cried; pushing against his chest, "I'm pissing!" quoting lines from A Very Potter Musical wasn't helping my fight against the laughter. I finally managed to clamp my mouth shut and sat up, my lips trembling with the effort to stop laughing, but that didn't mean I had any control over my facial expression, I must have looked like I was about to cry because Tyler was smiling too; and for some reason, the fact that he looked sexy when he smiled, and the fact that I could feel his abs beneath his t-shirt, made me want to jump him. I stopped laughing and pulled my hand back, shoving it behind me,
"Why are you here?" I asked finally, seeming to have sobered up since I found myself realising that Tyler, despite the fact that he had always been a baby in my eyes, was looking extremely sexy right now. I shook myself internally, bad Alex, no. The minute I started thinking of Tyler as more than a baby brother, which was exactly what he always was to me, I was screwed.
"It's Friday," I snorted at that, he smirked, "This gap year thing wasn't a very good idea to be honest; I get bored all the time." I just stared at him, wondering if he really did just say what I thought he did.
"Okay then," I popped my lips and grinned at the noise it made,
"Why are you here? Aside from the whole Caleb situation," I felt my eyes narrow at him and diverted my gaze to my nails.
"You mean aside from the fact that barely one month after he was gone, Caleb found a new girlfriend? And didn't tell me first? Yeah, I just wanted to get drunk." I mumbled, feeling particularly sorry for myself at that moment,
"Okay then," He echoed my earlier statement of confusion, "Reid, Skye and I have been trying to call you for ages; we had no idea where you were." He was going all serious on me; it was like he was turning into Caleb. No. Bad thoughts, Tyler is in no way similar to Caleb. "You can't just disappear like that after something like… that, happens, Skye thought you'd gone and killed your—" For some reason, despite what I'd earlier been trying to tell myself not to do, at that moment I'd leaned forward and kissed him. Tyler pulled away from me, "Alex what the fuck?" he demanded, I smirked,
"I dunno, you were being very nice to me," I hiccuped, Tyler raised an eyebrow,
"So you kissed me?" he asked, I blinked,
"Yeah. Well… I think so; unless I did something else I've forgotten about." I wiggled my eyebrows at him, he frowned,
"You're drunk. Come on, I'll take you home," He stood up and waited for me to do the same before pushing me in front of him and through the crowd, making me keep walking every time I turned around or tried to run away. I frowned, wondering why exactly I had kissed Tyler, then completely ignoring the fact that it was wrong, I was drunk, and I'd just gotten out of the best relationship of my life.
"Hey Ty?" I spun around, looking him in the face, "Am I completely insane? Or are you looking extremely beautiful tonight?" I winked and giggled, the drunken haziness seemed to be returning and I currently had no control over what it was making me say and do; Tyler looked stunned for a second before gaining control over his facial expression.
"You're completely insane." He replied and I pouted, turning around and skipping towards his car, looking back, I noticed that Tyler looked extremely burnt out and kind of nervous, he was running a hand through his hair and looked a little more than confused. That and I was finally beginning to notice just how hot my best friend really was, I tried not to think, thinking was stupid, it just made my brain hurt and my face make… faces. What? I furrowed my eyebrows, looking straight in the window of the car, just glaring at my reflection for a while before I heard a sigh and someone put their arms around my waist, moving me to the side, Tyler opened the door and lifted me back in. He was being extremely nice to me at the moment. What was going on? Was there going to be an intervention? Oh god I hope not, last time we had one of those I ended up turning into a wolf… or was that something different? I think it was something different.
"Hey Tyler?" I started again and he sighed, looking over to me,
"What?" I filled my mouth with air, blowing my cheeks up, I knew from experience that this made me look like a chipmunk.
"Ah… um… nothing," I grinned and he rolled his eyes, starting the car. I tapped my fingers aimlessly on my thighs, trying to figure out what to do next. Should I eat something? No, not that, maybe I could sneak out of the house after Tyler dropped me off and head back to Nicky's? I straightened up at the thought, but Tyler wasn't having it.
"Don't you dare," he muttered, putting a hand on my leg, I raised an eyebrow, swinging my head around to face the boy. Directing my gaze down to my leg, and where his hand was oh so conveniently resting. Why was Baby Boy touching my leg again? I looked him over in the passenger seat and the corner of my mouth lifted in a smile, really, when did he stop using gel? How had I not noticed that his hair had become less… stuck up? That sounded weird, all I really wanted to know was:
WHEN DID HE GET HOT?
"Don't I dare what Ty-ler?" I drawled and he looked at me funny, I raised an eyebrow in response,
"Don't… do whatever it is you're… thinking about doing—can you stop looking at me like that?" he demanded and I crossed my arms over my chest,
"Looking at you like what? I'm not doing anything." I said, if there was one thing I'd learnt from Diary Of A Wimpy Kid it was that Roderick was hot. Also, I'd taken one of his rules on board, it seemed like a good one at the time and it had come in handy quite a lot:
Deny, deny, deny
"Like…" He started to go pink and I smirked, I knew exactly what he was thinking I was doing right now, I scanned the side of his body slowly. Smiling bigger when he started shifting, "That's just weird, you're my friend… stop looking at me like… like—you know." he seemed to have a habit of shifting every time I looked at him.
Not that I'd been keeping account of what he was doing or where his hands were – bad thoughts – but Tyler's hand was still kind of on my leg. This was not going to end well, the little voice in my head was yelling at me, according to it, if I continued with what I was thinking, I was going to regret it severely; but there was a somewhat smaller, yet a hell of a lot louder voice that was egging me on with little chants inside my mind. I shifted slightly and Tyler's hand was consequently shifted further up my leg,
"Alex…" he warned and I held my hands up in defence,
"I'm not doing anything!" I said and he looked down at his hand, seeming to notice that I hadn't done anything to his hand. I hadn't touched it; he was the one initiating the touching.
For a second, I swear I heard him say something to himself under his breath, but I ignored it. Tyler wasn't the type of person to talk to himself, well, I didn't think he was. Then again, I hadn't noticed that he'd gotten hot either, had I? And look how that was turning out. Either way, it didn't matter what Tyler had said or not said under his breath, because a moment later, he'd crashed his mouth to mine and his hand was still sitting comfortably, yet a little too high on my thigh; and as far as I could tell, neither of us was trying to stop the inevitable.
Five minutes later, we had somehow managed to get in the back of the Hummer and Tyler was currently on top of me, with his… shirt off? How did that happen? I shrugged it off when I realised my own was missing, forgetting all other thoughts when I remembered that he was in fact, still kissing me, the hand that had started everything was now edging closer and closer to my bra and my hands were knotted into his hair. I really had no idea how the hell we'd gotten this far but apparently far enough that Tyler had started to pull back. What was that? Why was he pulling back? I frowned, not recognising the mischievous glint in his eyes until I realised that we had in fact, pulled over near a very familiar house, one that I knew Reid was currently very far away from. I don't think I've ever run up the manor driveway shirtless at three in the morning, being pulled along by a similarly un-dressed Tyler Simms, but there's a first time for everything.
We got inside the house and soon enough, both of us were upstairs, there seemed to be snapshots of time where I just blacked out or something, either that or one of us used without realising it; because within seconds, I'd gone from outside, with pants on, to inside, in my bedroom, without pants on; finding myself in an extremely compromising position with my brother's best friend.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, that little voice was still shouting at me that I was an idiot and that if I didn't stop soon we were both going to regret this. Too late, couldn't take it back now, could I?
Oops…
So… I'm back! For all of you that haven't abandoned my story (I'm hoping there are still a few people that are with me) I've decided that it doesn't matter if I'm dying, I will finish this story. And to Tash, if you're still reading, I didn't write a sex scene because this story is only rated T, last time I checked, plus, I've been reading way too much adultfanfiction for it to be even slightly innocent so I decided not to corrupt you all.
I HOPE YOU LIKED IT! If you didn't, or want me to put in a sex scene, I can easily put one in, but I'll need confirmation that people actually want one before I post it. And if you do, I'll make it next chapter's big thing. Review with your opinions and if you want the scene or not.
Also For all of you that know just how bad I am at sticking to a plot, I now have one, a very, very, weird plot, but it's a start. Better than guessing my way through chapters anyway,
I LOVE YOU AND I'M SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG!