It had been a good week. Roman was there for her in school and everyone left her alone. Each day she had walked with him to the twins' house and after these few days, she felt like she had friends again. No feeling in the world could describe how happy she was for being accepted by someone again.
Friday afternoon and she was sitting on Seth's bed again next to Roman. The twins were in a chair each like they usually were, and as always they all talked about whatever crossed their minds.
"So we're having a party tomorrow. You're coming, right?" Seth asked.
A party. She hadn't been invited to a party in over a year. It didn't even feel like a question if she wanted to come or not, more like he was making sure she wasn't backing out of a deal he had already made in his own mind.
"I'd like that," she answered.
"Wear a dress," Dean said.
Roman threw a pillow at him which he ducked.
"What? I just wanna see her in something else than jeans and a hoodie for once," he said before looking at her again. "I bet you have killer legs."
She blushed as he winked at her. He was right. She never wore anything else. Jeans, shirt, hoodie. Anything she could to cover up and try to stay hidden from everyone around her. Who was she kidding? No one left her alone no matter what she was wearing.
"You don't have to," Roman said as they were leaving the twins' house.
"Don't have to what?" She asked.
"Wear a dress. Dean is a player and he always tries to sneak up on any girl he can," he answered.
"I don't mind. I actually like that he always speaks his mind even though it's often perverted," she said.
"Often? That's an understatement. That boy has nothing but sex on his mind 24 hours a day," he chuckled.
A dress. She had to find a dress. She did own some and she was going through her closet to figure out which one to wear. She hadn't worn one in ages ever since she had become so insecure but today would be the day she would get back in one. It was a party after all. She couldn't show up to a party in jeans and a hoodie. She finally settled on a knee long black dress with white skulls around the bottom hem. She remembered buying it but she had actually never worn it. Tonight would be the night.
She took a long look in the mirror. She felt weird in a dress but she had to admit she could pull it off. She wondered if the guys would even notice. Knowing Seth and Dean a bit better by now, she had no doubt the party would be full of gorgeous women that they would try to get down with. Roman hadn't been kidding when he said they were real good with the ladies. They were chick magnets just like him. She wondered what on earth they all saw in her. She was a grey mouse compared to their conquests. Friends, they were just friends. She had to remind herself one more time.
She felt nervous when she arrived. The party was already going strong and a lot of people were there. She ducked her head down by instinct as she tried to make it inside unseen. Old habits were hard to kill and she was scared someone would say something nasty to her so she kept her head down.
"Look up," a voice sounded as two fingers went under her chin and lifted her head up.
She looked into Seth's eyes.
"Glad to see you could make it," he said and smiled.
She was just about to answer him when a pair of arms wrapped around her waist from behind.
"I knew you'd look delicious in a dress," Dean spoke into her ear, making her blush.
"Dean," Seth said and pointed behind them.
Dean turned his head and saw Roman walk in.
"Right. In another life, sweety, I wouldn't let you get away," he said.
He kissed her cheek and let go off her.
"I was just keeping her warm for you," he said to Roman as he finally reached them.
"I bet you were," Roman fired back.
She blushed even more. She wasn't used to anyone talking about her like that.
"You look incredible," Roman said as he looked at her.
"Thanks," she said.
"No one's given you anything to drink yet? Come on," he said.
He took her hand and led her to the kitchen.
"You can always count on the twins to deliver," he chuckled as he saw the giant punch bowl and a lot of beers lined up on the kitchen table. "What would you like?"
"Punch," she answered.
He handed her a glass while he opened a beer for himself.
"Did Dean give you a hard time in there just before?" He asked.
"No, not at all. He just flirted," she answered.
"And you're okay with that?" He asked.
"Yeah, it feels nice. I know they're just being sweet to me to try and make me feel better about myself and it's really nice," she answered.
He looked at her while slowly drinking his beer. She could see something was on his mind but she didn't dare to ask what.
"They're your friends. We're all your friends," he finally said.
"I know," she said and nodded.
He emptied his beer and opened another.
"Let's party," he said with a smile before walking back into the livingroom.
She sat down on a chair in a corner and tried to make herself invisible while she watched everyone party. No one looked weird at her or made a snappy comment at her. She was accepted but she still was scared to try and talk to anybody. Instead she just watched. She watched Dean flirt heavily with anything in a dress, she watched how several of the girls were flocking towards Seth without him even trying, and she watched how Roman drank beer after beer and got more and more drunk. Girls would go to him too but he didn't seem interested in any of them. She wondered why.
"Are you enjoying yourself?" Seth asked.
She hadn't even noticed him walk over to her but there he was.
"I am. Thanks for inviting me," she answered.
"It doesn't seem like you're having much fun just sitting there," he said.
"Just a bit nervous, I guess," she said.
He took her hand and yanked her up to her feet.
"It's a party, honey, so let's dance," he said.
He dragged her out to the middle of the floor where several others were already dancing. They started a bit apart but soon he had his hands on her lower back while she was standing close to him. She didn't know he was looking over her and straight at Roman, signaling for him to come over. It didn't take long before Roman was next to them. Seth put a hand on Roman's upper arm and leaned in.
"About bloody time. If you don't make a move soon, someone else will," he said in a low tone.
He let go off her and stepped backwards. She looked between him and Roman, not knowing what had just been said between them. Roman took her hand.
"Can we go outside and talk?" He asked.
She nodded and he led her outside. It was clear he was drunk and she figured he probably needed some air and maybe a friend to hold his hair in case he got sick. What she hadn't expected to happen was what he did the moment they were outside. He pushed her up against the wall and leaned down to rest his head in the crook of her neck.
"Roman?" She asked, thinking he was about to pass out and she would have no way of holding him up.
His lips suddenly touched her neck and he kissed it gently, slowly moving up towards her ear.
"I've been wanting to do this all week," he said before moving his lips to hers.
He parted her lips with his and kissed her. Gentle at first but a few seconds later more demanding as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. His kiss was rough but not in an unpleasant way. She still felt weird about it. Why would he be kissing her when he could have anyone of the beautiful girls inside? She wanted him to stop and at the same time she wanted him to continue. She hadn't been kissed since Johnny and there certainly hadn't been that much passion in Johnny's kisses.
He moved down to kiss her neck again and started to sink his teeth into her skin. One of his hands went down to her thigh. He slowly ran it upwards, lifting up her dress in the process. As much as she enjoyed it, she had to stop it.
"Roman," she said before finally reaching her hands up to push his head away. "Not here. Not like this."
His hand was still on her thigh as he looked at her with a crooked smile on his face.
"You wanna come home with me then?" He asked.
God yes, would she ever, but not tonight. Not when he was drunk. She refused to jeopardize their friendship just because he was drunk and horny. It wasn't worth a few passionate moments to lose his friendship. She would rather have him go inside and fuck the first best thing than to lose him completely.
"I can't. I have to go home. I promised my mom I would be home early," she lied.
He searched her eyes for a few seconds. She was sure he could see she was lying even though he was drunk. He then finally nodded.
"Okay. Want me to walk you home?" He asked.
"No, it's fine. Go back inside and party. Tell Seth and Dean I had a great time," she answered.
"You sure?" He asked.
"Yeah, sure. Go on. Go and have fun," she urged him.
Again he nodded and took two steps away from her but he didn't go inside. He just looked at her. She smiled at him and started walking away. She could feel his eyes burn into her back but she didn't turn around.