Honey brown eyes, black hair, jacket (could t make it red :( )

Tan skin, necklace from a mystery friend. And a white shirt.

You were invited to a nearby party. After a few of your friends finally convinced you to go to the party, you said yes..

They helped you pick out a few party clothes, (your favorite clothes or clothes you would like). Once you get dressed, your friend wolf whistle.

"Wow, you look amazing!" One of your friends yell. Your face gets red and you shoo them away.

"Shut up, let's just go to this stupid party." Your friends giggle and you walk out of your house. You get in the car and follow your friends to the party.

Once you get there, you can hear the loud music and cars parked everywhere. You find a nice place to park and get out. You fund your friends and you all start heading towards the door.

At the door, your friends are excited with anticipation. You knock and the door flies open. You are taken back from the sudden movement.

"Oh, hey. Come on in!" A man with black hair and brown eyes says. You are breath taken by his looks, but other than that, you walk into the house.

Your friends disperse and you are left alone. You walked over to the couch and see others drinking. The music is blasting and you feel a hand grab your upper arm. You turn quickly and see the man that let you in.

"Oh hey." You said. He smiled and pulled over towards a part of the house that still had people but not as loud.

"Hey, I'm Evan. You seemed lost." Evan explained himself. You smiled and looked around.

" Hey, I'm (Y/N)" you look around and see your two friends kissing other people. They look totally drunk.

'how the hell?! We just got here!' you think to yourself. Other than that you ignore them and turn your attention towards Evan. Once you do, you see that Evan has had his eyes on you the entire time.

Hands softly grab your face and you feel soft lips on your own. Your taken back and your eyes widen in shock. You pull away and his face shows confusion and a but of hurt, other than that he understands the small glare you shoot him.

"I have to go." "But you just got here."
" I know, I'm sorry." You turn your back and head towards the door. You open the door and walk back to your car. Going home, thinking about the kiss and about Evan.