Mitchie drags me up to her room, I'm glad she has my hand so I'm not completely stumbling. We enter her room and she leads me to her bed. I take a seat and a deep breath, partly from being nervous the other part is so I can maybe keep my head from spinning. It doesn't work for either of them.
Mitchie sits down next to me and it's closer than I would like Mason to see; good thing he's not here I guess.
She must have pulled her shirt down a bit because now I can see the top of her bra peeking out. She lifts my head so I'm looking at her eyes. Knowing that she noticed me staring at her breasts makes my face blush. Maybe she can't tell considering my face is hot from the alcohol.
She brushes a strand of my hair behind my ear and I can feel her hot breath on my face. "You know, I always thought you were very cool. I just wanted to say thank you for getting Mason to agree to this party." She says staring at me intensely.
The room is spinning but I'm trying to play it off cool. I don't want to ruin this. "So you just brought me up here to say thank you?" I try to say as slick as possible. Hopefully it comes out as slick as I feel it did.
Mitchie giggles a little as she says, "well I can give you a token of my affection to make it official."
Her big brown eyes are full of hunger and her lips are slightly pouted. Her hand goes from the bed to my knee and it feels as if that part of my leg is sparking. Her thumb rubs slightly against my thigh. I've never paid this much attention to my thigh in my life.
Her eyes have a little spark with the hunger and I know I could look at them forever. She leans in closer to me and now my stomach is doing flips from my nerves. Her lips are are inches for mine and I just want to jump into those pouty sexy lips. I realize at this moment my stomach isn't flipping from nerves. It's flipping from the alcohol. I stand up quickly and I'm so glad I know this house like the back of my hand. I jet to the bathroom and as soon as I lift the toilet seat cover I heave into the bowl. It feels as if all my insides are spilling out.
After what feels like forever of vomiting I sit on the floor by the toilet, resting my head against the rim. I do feel a little better. That is until I lookup and see Mitchie in the door way. I just blew my chance of wooing (yes I can be a romantic) Mitchie. Maybe this is a sign that I shouldn't do anything to mess with my best friends sister.
"How are you now?" Mitchie asks leaning against the door frame.
I don't talk I just nod. I don't need to embarrass myself any more than I have. I'm tired and I don't want to move.
Mitchie walks towards me and I wish she would just go away. She helps me up and leads me to her room. She lays me on her bed. I look up at her leaning over me and her smile is the last thing I remember before I pass out.
A.N: I don't know if any ones still reading this, that's why it's short but if you are let me know. I'm back and I would like to keep writing. I plan to stay back and finish my stories and also add some new ones so if you're reading let me know and I can keep updating. Have a good night:)