Phoebe POV

1 hour later:

"Ahh Babe!" Brooke moaned out underneath me as I continued to move my fingers inside her. She threw her head back against the pillows. Her nails dug into my back as she bit her bottom lip. I continued what I was doing as I leant down and kissed her neck as I moved lower to her exposed collarbone.

I felt Brooke move her hands down my chest and to my waist as I felt her unbuckle my belt. We broke our kiss as she pulled my shirt over my head and threw it somewhere across the room. Our lips connected again as I pushed her back down on the bed.

"Phoebe!" I jumped away from Brooke as I heard the pounding on my door. I heard Joni and Harry yelling for me. Normally I would have just ignored them and told them to shut up but the sound of their voice told me it was serious.

"Phoebe! Open up!" The pounding on the door continued as I quickly jumped up from the bed.

"What are you doing?" Brooke questioned as I hurried to find my shirt and put it on. I grabbed my shoes off the floor and proceeded to tie them up. I still had my clothes on as Brooke sat in my bed completely naked with the sheets wrapped around her. "Seriously? You're leaving?"

"I have to. It's important, I can tell. Get dressed in case anyone comes in, I'll be back as soon as I can." I hurriedly walked past her as I reached the door.

"Phoe-"I pulled the door open part way as I saw the panicked expressions on their faces. I stepped out in the hallway as I pulled the door shut behind me.

All this time can't get it off my mind

Dance the night away

Keep rocking with me

When the grooves alright

Rocking all night

I want to hear you say

"What is going on?!" I shouted over everyone as it seemed like the number of bodies in the house had multiplied. A couple next to me were making out against the wall, a group of friends were down the hall dancing in the circle where the bathrooms were, and the pig was running around with a red solo cup in its mouth.

"Oh my god." I said as I put my hand to my forehead. I did not expect the party to get this out of hand.

"Phoebe you have to come downstairs! Christina is throwing up in the kitchen, we can't find William, and the house is getting trashed!" Harry told me as his eyes grew with each word. Joni looked like she was ready to cry. These poor kids have never experienced a true party and they were getting overwhelmed.

"Take me to Christina." They took off down the hallway past the bathrooms and group of teenager's twerking. I squeezed down the steps and avoided some dude who thought it was a great idea to slide the banister to the bottom before falling off halfway through the process. It was safe to say that there was no way of covering up this party from Mom and Frank.

I followed Harry and Joni into the kitchen to find a small group of kids huddled near the sink. I pushed my way through as I saw Christina leaning against the counter with Nick supporting her. She had her head down on her hands as her eyes were shut. She moaned and then grasped the sink as she began to throw up. I turned away as I heard her puke her stomach into the sink and the endless "Ews!" that began to ring through the room.

"Ah man that's disgusting!" I heard someone say as I turned back around to Harry and Joni. I squatted down to their level as I instructed them of what to do.

Wake up

I'm calling you up I need a ride

We're gonna shake up

So hurry it up no wasted time

The girls in their makeup

In black and white

"Joni, try and find William. Tell him to get everyone out of the house. We need to get this place under control. Harry tell Dylan the plan and have his bandmate help to try and clean up the house. Throw away all the beer cans, cups, anything you can find. I'll take care of Christina. I'm taking her upstairs." They nodded as Harry took off into the living room to get Dylan who was strumming away on his guitar.

"Is she going to be okay?" Joni asked me worriedly as she looked behind me to Christina as Nick set her down on the floor and leaned her up against the cabinets. I turned and looked as Christina was arguing something with him as she flew her hands out, trying to emphasize her point to him.

"She'll be fine. Just go find William." I told her so she wouldn't become afraid. She nodded as she turned and went on the search for William. I went over to her as I kneeled down on the other side of her, Nick opposite of me.

"What the hell happened?" I questioned him as I wiped her hair out of her face.

"Nothing! She honestly didn't even have a whole lot. She had maybe 3 shots and a beer or 2. She was fine when she was drinking it. I taught her how to play Kings and she wanted to take more shots but we ran out of Absolute." Nick rattled off to me as Christina started to open her eyes.

"Guys, I fine! I'm not baby." She mumbled as she tried to stand up on her own. She started to stumble as I grabbed her around the waist and steadied her.

"Yeah, you're definitely fine. You can't even stand up Christina." I told her as I kept my arm around her waist and pulled her to me so she could lean on me. She turned around and rested her forehead in my neck as she threw her arms around my shoulders and used me to lean against. I felt her breath against my neck as it shot chills down my back. My neck was sensitive. Very sensitive.

"Thanks for looking out for her." I told Nick as he nodded awkwardly as I looked around to see Harry whispering in Dylan's ear on stage. Dylan looked at him and nodded as he stopped playing and had his bandmates in a huddle. The crowd turned to look at why the music had stopped.

"Alright, everyone out! Party's over! Cops are coming!" Dylan yelled out to the house as a chorus of moans and chatter went about. I smirked at him. We decided long ago that the fastest way to clear a party if Frank or mom was coming back early was to say that the cops were coming. Everyone would pile out in about 20 minutes tops.

Dylan jumped down from the stage, along with his bandmates as they disappeared into the crowd which had started to make a path to the front door.

"I guess I'll see you guys later." Nick said as he let out a breath and joined the crowd walking out the front door. Even though he had just took care of Christina, I still didn't like him, nor did I trust him.

"I don't feel good." I was brought out of my thoughts as Christina started to lose her balance again. I held her close to me so that she wouldn't fall down.

"Come on let's get you upstairs." I told her as I started to walk her out of the kitchen. About halfway there I gave up and bent down, as I tucked my arm behind her legs and picked her up. She was lighter than I was expecting, as I carried her upstairs and towards the bathroom. I got to the top of the steps to find William and Joni.

"Where were you?!" I questioned him as his hair was disheveled. His eyes were slightly red and glassed over. I could tell he had had a few drinks tonight like everyone else.

"I could ask you the same thing, trust me, you don't wanna go there." He shot me a look which lead me to think, he knew more than I thought he did. William was in no way stupid or naïve. He had probably seen me and Brooke earlier and put two and two together. I didn't want to argue and risk the chance of him telling Frank, because I know he would if provoked. His views were almost identical to Frank's.

"Just get everyone out." I said as we both continued opposite ways. Joni and Harry followed him down the stairs as it was just me and Christina.

"Phoebe…" Christina mumbled as I walked us to the end of the hall and to our room. I had set her down to walk since we made it up the steps. I was hoping her balance would improve but I was wrong. I chose to ignore her as I thought she might just be drunk rambling. We got to my room as I opened the door. My desk lamp was the only light coming through the room.

"Fuck!" I heard someone say as I jumped slightly not expecting someone to be in there. I saw Brooke sitting up in my bed, fully clothed as I could tell she had been asleep. She looked from me to Christina leaning against me. "Is she okay?"

"She's really drunk." I told her as Brooke jumped up from the bed and allowed me to lay Christina down. I took the hair tie of my bedpost and pulled my hair up into a ponytail as I grabbed my trash can and set it beside the bed.

"I'm not drunk." Christina said as she started to sit up. I quickly put my hand on her shoulders to prevent her from getting up. All of a sudden, she reached forward and grabbed the trash can as she began to throw up once more.

"Ew! I've gotta get out of here!" Brooke quickly grabbed her purse and gave me a peck on the cheek as she walked out. "I'll text you."

I kneeled beside Christina as I scooped her hair up with one hand and rubbed small circles on her back with my other. She vomited once more before setting the trash can down at her feet. Her skin was starting to become flushed and her body was warm against mine as she leaned against my left side. She rested her forehead on my shoulder as I sat there taking in her presence. Despite her state she was never the less, beautiful. Her dirty blonde hair slightly messy after the events of tonight. Her tanned legs resting on the bed as I carefully stood up.

"Come on Cheerleader, let's get you to bed." I told her as she stuck out her bottom lip and pouted. I started laughing as I watched her.

"I don't wanna." She said as she crossed her arms over her chest and continued to pout. She looked like a 5 year old who had been told they couldn't have candy. "I'm not tired."

"I don't care, you're going to sleep." I laughed as she stomped her foot. "Come on."

"Only if you go to sleep too." She looked up to me as she started to crawl underneath the covers. I watched her as I contemplated what to do. I didn't really have a choice as Christina was already tucked under my covers, snuggled into my pillow. She opened her eyes as she looked at me expectantly.

"Alright scoot over, but you better not throw up on me." I joked as she was on the side of the bed against the wall. I got under the covers and adjusted my pillow so that we each had our own. I reached above me as I turned the overhead light off.

"I hate oranges." Christina groaned as I burst into laughter. "They're so gross!" She continued as I looked at her. She had her eyes shut and had her face twisted in disgust. She rolled over so that she was facing the wall and away from me. I stopped laughing at her as I kept the smile on my face. She was beginning to sober up I thought, at least she was able to form sentences and not slur her words now, but then again she was still drunk rambling about oranges.

"Why do you call me Cheerleader?" She asked me as the question caught me off guard. She stayed silent, waiting for my answer as I thought.

"Well, you ARE a cheerleader. And, I don't know, I guess it's my pet name for you." I laughed as she laid still.

"I'm not a pet Phoebe!" She whined as she huffed and puffed. I rolled my eyes at her drunkenness as I too rolled over. I had to lay on my left side to fall asleep, so I was facing Christina's back.

"I know you're not Christina. You've never gotten drunk before have you?" I questioned. With how she was throwing up earlier, and how strict Frank is, there was no way she had ever been drunk.

A quiet "No." came from Christina as she continued to lay still on her side. I nodded quietly to myself as I was left with my thoughts. "You need to be careful Christina, you had me a little worried tonight."

"I'm sorry." She whispered as I could her the sleepiness in her voice. "I'm sorry Phe." She continued as I heard her yawn. I laid still and shut my eyes as I thought about the events of tonight. It brought back the memories of last year and the party we through to break up Mom and Frank. It brought back the whole thing with me, Christina, and Nick.

FLASHBACK:

"Let's promise to never let boys come between us again." Christina said with a shy smile as she placed her hands on her hips. It almost looked like she was smirking when she said it as she cocked her head to the side.

I laughed at her form of peace offering as I answered her, "Yeah like that's really gonna happen." I laughed with a smile as I shook my head and stepped forward at the same time as Christina. I wrapped my arms around her, hugging her tightly as she had her arms around my back. For that brief moment I didn't want to let go. I don't know what it was, maybe the fact that we were actually laughing together, getting along, or the circumstances surrounding the hug. My words had a double meaning as I knew that fighting with Christina over BOYS would not be an issue.

We rocked back and forth slightly as I stepped away from her. As I laughed at the thought of my words, I put my hand on Christina's lower back as I guided her out of the dining room and into the kitchen. "Come on."

I was brought out of my thoughts by Christina moving. At first it was re-adjusting her pillow. Then she moved her whole body and scooted backwards so that she was backed up against me. I stiffened at first, not at all expecting the younger girl to be pressed into me. She stopped her movement and let out a quiet breath that I heard.

"Will you cuddle with me?" The question slipped past her lips even quieter than before, as I laid there taking each word in. "Please Phoebe?" Something inside of me jumped at the proposal. Another part of me screamed that I shouldn't and I needed to get out of the bed. However, at the moment, it was nice. It was nice having somebody close to me. It was nice feeling as if someone needed me. It was nice that Christina needed me. And with that, I slid in closer to her as I wrapped my left arm around her waist and held her closer to me. My face was in her neck as I breathed in the smell of her shampoo and her scent, which seemed to overwhelm me and yet it soothed me. I let out a shaky breath as I realized what I was doing. I couldn't let this happen. I had to stop myself.

Christina moved one last time, scooting even closer against me so that we were spooning. She placed her hand on top of mine as her breaths were slow and steady. She was already fast asleep, body and mind exhausted and rattled with what the night had brought. I listened to her breathing for about five minutes before I felt myself start to slowly drift off to sleep, thoughts full of the blonde girl cuddled into me.