Disclaimer: If you like Jean-Paul, please don't take offense on what the story says about him. If you are going to take it personally, skip the parts with him in it.
Jean-Paul's annoying face was once again in front of mine. He was wearing these horrible looking shades and clothes that looked like he bought at a local flee market and were dumped into neon dye. He looked horrific, his presence was annoying and the only thing I wanted to do was bail, but of course, when I tried to move on, he grabbed my arm.
"Don't leave yet," Jean-Paul's breath smelled so freaking bad, probably from the drink he was consuming or his lack of care in personal hygiene.
I pulled my arm away from him. "Honestly, you are the only person here who I do not want to see," he grabbed me by the arm again.
"Come on…don't fight it."
I glared at him. "I'm not. You can do whatever you want and I would still despise you."
"I'm good in bed. I don't mind giving you a ride all night."
I looked at him in disgust. "I seriously don't want to see you shed your crappy ass neon clothing to show off your scrawny ass body. I still want to live," I stormed out of his way and went back to the tables where Zack was at. I needed to find him pronto because I knew for sure that wouldn't be the last time I was going to see Jean-Paul.
The tables were empty when I walked back. He was gone. I looked around for him, but he was nowhere in sight. My "boyfriend" vanished and now I had a creep who wanted to sleep with me. Ugh, that thought made me threw up a little in my mouth. I continued looking around for Zack, but I still couldn't find him. Lily and Jack were hanging around by the snack table so I went up to them to ask if they knew where Zack went.
Lily smiled and waved as I approached her. "Where's your man?"
"I was going to ask that," I replied. Jack was drinking some drink I didn't know the name to. He glanced down at me and smirked.
"He went to fuck some girl," he mentioned casually.
I crossed my arms. "Well…he needs to pause that fuck because I'm fucked. I have some creep who wants to fuck me and I need some protection," it was weird how those words were connected. "I need Zack now."
Lily raised an eyebrow. "Wait…Jean-Paul wants some ass?" she took a drink from her bottle. "He only wants you so he could fuck you? That neon-wearing son of a bitch."
"I know," I agreed. "That's why I need Zack now."
"Damn…you need me?" a voice said behind me. I turned around. Zack with the hugest smile I've ever seen. "I never thought you'd say that," his lips crashed onto mine. Zack was obviously drunk by the smell of his breath and the taste of the alcohol from his lips. I pushed him away and gave him a stern look.
"So, are you done fucking?" Zack gave me a weird look.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Jack said you were fucking some chick and that was why you were gone," Jack chuckled.
"I was just playing with you, Jenny," he patted my shoulder. "Zack is faithful to you. He would never fuck any girl other than…" I covered his mouth.
Zack enclosed his arms around my waist and our foreheads touched. Lily was quietly giggling in the background while Jack was making some moaning noises. Zack slowly leaned forward so his lips would touch mine. My initial reaction was to push him away, but I stopped myself. He was my boyfriend (for now). I couldn't just reject him. He gently kissed me and then he embraced me, my head on his chest while he rested his head on top of mine. The song that was playing over the speakers was "Use Somebody" by Kings of Leon. "I love this song," I closed my eyes as the melody streamed through my ears. "This is the song I want to play at my wedding," well…that slipped.
"We can make it happen," I snapped back to reality and shot my head up to look at Zack. Was he serious? Why did I say that? Music could be a burden sometimes.
I shook my head. "Marriage is far in the future," I broke free from his embrace, but his hand was still intertwined in mine. "That song always gets to me."
Zack grinned. "I can see that," he paused. "Is Jean-Paul here now?" I nodded. "Do I need to beat that motherfucker up?"
"Not now," I looked around the room. Luckily he was nowhere in sight. Zack pulled me into his arms again and we started rocking back and forth to the song. From the corner of my eye, I saw Jean-Paul reappearing in the crowd. He didn't look to please when he saw me wrapped around in Zack's arms. "Shit," I muttered to myself. Zack lifted my chin up and kissed my lips softly. The kiss became more on a make out session throughout the course of the song. I was lost with him, to say the least. When he broke free, I caught myself. I admitted that he was a very good kisser and it took me this long just to realize it. Zack smiled and stroked my cheek. Hopefully this night never ends…whoa what?
Jack brought me back to reality. "Uh…I think the creeper is here," he pointed at Jean-Paul who was making his way towards us. "He does not like this," he glanced over at me and Zack. Zack held my hand as he pulled me into the crowd of people who were at the dance floor.
"I don't want to deal with that asshole just yet," Zack asserted. "We just need to avoid his way," we walked through the crowd until we made it to the other side of the room where the Maine and Alex were hanging out. Alex grinned as we went up to them.
"Lovebirds!" Alex exclaimed. John stood beside him and beamed.
"So, are you the chick who Jean-Paul is aiming at?"
My eyes widened. "You know, too?"
He shrugged. "I mean, I wouldn't be surprised if he wants you. I would want you too," John said bluntly. "You're hot."
"Uh…thanks?" I suddenly felt uncomfortable.
John walked towards me and reached for my hand. He turned to Zack. "May I dance with your girlfriend?"
I crossed my arms. "No," I answered before re Zack could give a proper reply.
Zack quietly laughed to himself as John frowned and pouted his lips. "Why? It's not like you and Zack are actually together."
"I don't feel like dancing, especially to this song," the DJ was playing "Womanizer" by Britney Spears. "No offense to you or anything."
John suddenly brightened up. "So that means I might have a chance with you?"
"Not exactly," Alex and the guys laughed as John turned red in embarrassment. "Sorry," I apologized. Zack tugged my arm and we went to the drinks area.
Zack did his whole stare at me thing again while I took a drink of my Sprite. "Every guy here is attracted to you," he claimed.
"Not all of the guys," I mentioned. "Honestly, I don't think I'm that pretty to attract every single guy here."
Zack sling his arm around my shoulder. "You're really beautiful. You need to have more self-confidence in yourself like me. I know I'm pretty hot," he pointed at his larger than life muscles and hardcore abs. "I'm steaming hot!"
I laughed. "You're my portable heater," I declared.
Zack smiled as he looked behind him. He must have seen something or someone because his smile faded into a glare. I looked back. The neon-wearing monster was coming to us with a vengeance. It was not that hard to spot Jean-Paul, even if the room was dim lighted. His bright and ugly ass apparel made him stand out from the crowd. At least he wasn't wearing those horrific shades anymore.
"This is your man?" he snapped at me while giving Zack an angry look.
"Yeah," I answered casually. "This is my man."
Jean-Paul walked up to Zack. He needed to step on his tippy toes since he was not that tall to talk to Zack's face. He started doing this entire pointing thing and telling him crap that I didn't really understand. Zack on the other hand was just looking at him, waiting.
"You want to fight me because I'll fight you," Jean-Paul threatened. "We can fight over her because I was the one who saw her—ugh!" Zack punched him right in the face. The crowd gasped as Jean-Paul was knocked out to the ground. His helpless little body was in the middle of the floor. His band members helped him up and didn't even bother to avenge their friend. They all ran out of the room and didn't want to encounter Zack. The people who were left there glanced at me, then at Zack. Jack walked in front of us.
"Go back to the party, people. This is just a lesson to show what will happen if you mess with Zack's girl. So guys, just keep it in your pants please?" the music began playing again and everyone went back to partying. Jack turned to us and smiled. "See Jenny, Zack will do anything to protect you so you better give him some ass tonight," I hit him on the arm.
"Will you quit that?" I sighed and turned to Zack who was beaming with joy. I raised an eyebrow. "Why are you so happy?"
He bit his lip as he draped his arms around my waist.
"It's almost the after party," oh shit.
Just to let you guys know, I have a mibba account. Just telling you this just in case if something happens to this story. Same author name (the-never-ender). My other story got reported so...yeah. On a brighter note, the "not so clean" after party will be next! Yup, yup! Maybe something will go down or nothing at all. Haven't decided yet...nevermind I did. I hope you guys like what's in store for the next chapter. Thanks for reading!