*Ashley P.O.V ((k this is what the POV will normally be unless I say otherwise. Mkay?))*I don't know what happened, but all of the sudden I felt really flirty. I was sitting in my chair, twirling my hair, smiling.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Erin asked me. "Are you drunk?"
I shook my head uncontrollably and kept smiling. "Where's Nate?" I asked her, slurring my words. What was wrong with me?
"I don't know! I think your drunk Ash…"
"I'm not drunk…" I looked up and saw Nate leaning against a wall, talking to one of his friends. I smiled and got up to walk towards him but I was stopped.
"Ash, where you going baby?" I turned around and saw David. Suddenly, Nate didn't matter.
"No where now..." I said running my hands up his chest and around his neck.
"You wanna dance baby?" He asked putting his hands on my waist and pulling me close to him. I nodded and pulled him onto the dance floor. What was wrong with me?
We started dancing... wait, scratch that. We started grinding... very dirty at that. His hands were around my waist when I suddenly got this weird feeling to… take it to the next level. I turned around so my back was facing him and continued to grind harder on him. He moved his hands on my low waist and was grinding just as hard. Yeah, we were dancing very dirty. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Nate standing there, mouth wide open. My brain was spinning so much that I just forgot about it and focused on David. He turned me around and leaned in to whisper in my ear.
"Wanna take this somewhere more… comfortable?" I pulled away and he nodded to the stairs. Out of my sudden stupidity, I took his hand that he offered and walked up the stairs with him, with no intention of turning back… and I had no clue why.
*Nate's P.O.V*
I watched David and Ashley dancing… I wanted to kill him. Well, not kill him, but cause some SERIOUS damage to him. Again, I cussed him out in my head and shook my head as I watched them grinding on the dance floor. He whispered in her ear and I watched her pull away. I figured she was going to slap him, but she did the complete opposite. She grabbed the hand he extended to her and followed him. I noticed her stumbling and I realized, she was drunk. I walked… well ran over to Erin.
"What did Ashley drink tonight?" I asked her. She turned around and looked at me.
"A diet coke."
"Did she get the diet coke herself?"
"Yes. She walked up to the cooler and grabbed it out of the cooler." Erin said back to me. She sounded irritated.
"What did you drink?"
"The same thing."
My mind was trying to process what was going on… she didn't drink anything… no one spiked the punch… then it hit me. David spiked her drink.
"Shit…" I said under my breath. He was going to rape her. I looked towards the stairs and ran to them. I pushed people out of my way and ran up the stairs as fast as I could. I tried to figure what room they were in. It wasn't that hard when I heard the moaning coming from our guest bedroom. I walked up to the door, turned the knob and opened the door, hoping it wasn't too late.