7 Minutes in Heaven
A/N: Request from brandirandom21, who is amazing!
"Kevin!" I whispered sharply, low enough for only my boyfriend to hear above the noisy room blaring with pulsating music, "I am NOT playing this ridiculous game!"
Just as Kevin opened his mouth to reply, one of the guys forming the little circle we were all standing around in walked over to the coat closet. Twirling his lip piercing around with his tongue, he announced to everyone in the crowded room, "Alright everyone! Let's see what happened to these lovebirds in seven minutes!"
Laughing, everyone watched a flushed faced brunette tumbled out of the doorway once the guy with the lip piercing yanked the door open without warning. Right after her, her boyfriend staggered out, lipstick coated varying prints all over his body shaking. All the partygoers roared with laughter, some wolf whistling over the fast paced music ejecting from the speakers surrounding the whole spacious room. I knew Kevin was noted for throwing some pretty rousing parties, but I never even knew he had known this many people. His whole house was packed, most of the guests looking grungy or covered with tats and piercings. All from teenagers to twenty-something year olds, everyone was in full swing with the beat of the music down to the risqué games. A faint smell of smoke clogged the heated room, despite the AC that was breezing through. Of to the side of the makeshift dance floor, groups were chatting in clusters, other couples going PDA crazy.
Clinging tightly to Kevin's muscular arm, all the other guys around here seemed…intimidating. Every single one of them, weather wearing an inked sleeve or were cleaned up, most likely knew better than to mess with me. Because if you messed with me, Kevin would surely be at the scene. And no one wanted that.
"Come on Gwen, it'll be fun," He whispered into my ear, nibbling on the lobe as he pulled me more securely into his strong, crazily buff arms. With that one simple touch, it felt like everyone in the packed room wasn't there. Right now, it was just the two of us, dangerously together. "Please? For me?"
"Hey, looks like Levin and his girl don't need a closet after all."
Feeling the blood rush to my heating cheeks, Kevin and I broke apart to face a girl with a tattoo of the infamous skull and crossbones etched into her toned upper arm. "Can it, Suzie," Kevin growled, ignoring the snickers echoing all around the little cluster of people who had joined the little game of "7 Minutes in Heaven". It was quite cliché if you asked me.
"Touchy touchy," one guy howled from the other side of the circle that was formed by the strewn closet. There had to be at least thirteen couples crowding around for their turn.
"Very touchy with Gwen," Another laughed hysterically, setting off a whole new round of snorts and whistles. Rolling my eyes, I just crossed my arms tightly, praying that my cheeks weren't blazing like my scarlet hair. Some of Kevin's friends definitely needed to grow up.
"Not as touchy as you were with Jenna," Kevin snapped back, a sly grin cocking the corners of his lips.
"Yeah, yeah, into the closet you two!" Before I knew it, I was being shoved into the dreadful rectangular pit of doom by a pair of rough hands on my back. Stumbling through the open doorway, Kevin followed in suit behind me. The last thing I saw was his amazingly muscular features until we were plummeted into the inkiest black air I'd ever come to know.
A/N: To Be Continued…Sorry, I have carpal tunnel and I seriously need a break for my hands. More later. Review?