I was falling all over the place as I laughed my ass off at Rissa and Vi trying to perform their cheer dance. They were doing such a horrible, hilarious job at it that they had loads of people laughing. I was completely anger free and jealous free as my body was swaying to the music and my mind was in this blissful state of not caring one bit.

Now I understood why people drank this awful piss shit they call a beverage. I also didn't realize how many other gays were at this party and boy was I having fun flirting my ass off with a few of them. Danced with a few of them too. Almost made out with this one really hot piece of ass from our rival school, who was down-right ready to fuck.

I wasn't going to go that far with him but making out would have been nice just to get my mind off a certain someone. But it didn't happen as his phone rang, he paled like a ghost, and walked away from me. Haven't seen him since.

Oh well, it wasn't killing my good buzz. So, I went on to whoever wanted a piece of the action. I haven't seen Matty since I started drinking like my life depended on it, but I was okay with that. Because honestly, I didn't want to see him. He broke my heart and smashed it with his bare hands.

I haven't seen Zared either though and the sudden thought they neither of them were to be seen anywhere, my mood suddenly turns dark. I stop laughing and quickly look around. Nope, nowhere to be seen.

Tears sprang to my eyes and once again my heart twisted in pain. I get up off the ground where I had fallen and nearly crash land back. But I catch myself and start walking away. I think I hear some people call out my name, but I ignore them as I wipe my face roughly from the stupid tears that fell.

I stumble on the dirt path heading away from the party. The night was getting really cold, and I only had this jean jacket over a long sleeve shirt to keep me warm. I hated the cold. I jerk when I hear giggling in the brush that was nearby, along with making out noises. Gross. I scrunch up my face and get away from that area as quickly as possible.

Staring up at the night sky full of twinkling stars I couldn't help but think how this night was a total bust. I came here to do...what exactly? I wanted to get away from all my troubles, but I end up at the one place that those 'troubles' were at. Why was I doing this to myself?

I kept walking, pretty much dragging my feet now. I was trying to get to Vi's car, but it was too dark to see where she had parked, plus I couldn't even remember the color or make or her car anyways. I was going to sleep this off but looks like I was going to walk home instead.

Maybe the walk will clear my head.

Or maybe not as I stub against a rock in the ground and nearly fall over, but then I felt large arms wrap around my waist to keep me from face planting into the dirt. I couldn't help the giggle at the thought.

I hear a heavy sigh just next to me. "Where are you going?" The sound of his soft voice at first didn't register.

Blinking, I look up at his stupid beautiful looks. His face was so close to mine as he stares down at me without a smile to his lips. I scoff and lift my fingers to the corners of his mouth and forced them up into a fake smile.

I giggle again. "Much better." I mumble.

His arms were still around my waist, his warmth seeping into my clothes and skin. It felt nice from the cold bitter wind that was starting to pick up now. He raises his eyebrows at me in skepticism. But I just frown at him and try to push him away.

His arms slack a little, but not enough as I stumble again, and he tightens them right back around me.

"You're drunk." He deadpans.

"Am not!" I scoff at him and push him away from me again.

This time he lets me go, but not before he knew for sure I was standing upright this time. I take a few more steps in the direction I was heading.

"Jinsen, where are you going? It's the middle of the night in the middle of nowhere." Zared starts to follow me.

"Home, duh." I slur the last word.

"You're going to walk home? In that condition? Do you even know how to get home from here?" He sounds angry, but I just shrug that off.

"My guess is to follow this here road I'm now on." I stomp my feet like a child on the asphalt that was now the road.

"Really? That's your answer?"

Why was his voice so condescending? Ugh, my head was swimming in dizziness. "Shhhh." I whisper, waving my hand back at him as I walk leisurely on the road like I had all the time in the world.

"Go back to Matty, he's probably looking for you." I say, realizing that he was now actually here.

"Are you serious right now?" He sounded aghast by the prospect of being with the guy. "Wow. I thought that you had realized that Matty went home hours ago."

I stop and whip myself around to stare at him. And that was a big mistake because my vision blurred, while my brain was swishing around inside my skull making me quite dizzy.

"Whoa." I reach out my hands to balance myself just to be caught back into his arms again.

Why were they so warm and cozy? I lean into his embrace, laying my head against his hard chest, closing my eyes with a heartfelt sigh. I could seriously fall asleep right now, even if it is in the arms of the asshat I work with.

"Hey. Hey, don't fall asleep on me!" He cries out shaking me until my eyes pop back open.

I stare up into his eyes with a scowl on my face. "Why are you so loud? You know, you're much prettier and cuter with your mouth shut."

He starts sputtering without bringing out any real words. It only makes me frown up at him even more. I reach up and close his lips to get him to shut up since he was starting to annoy me again. He just stares at me with a look my drunk mind couldn't comprehend at the moment.

But it was making me feel weird as I stare up into those caramel eyes that shone like honey. My blinking felt slow and I was beginning to feel a bit sleepy.

"You know what, we should head back the other way and take my car to get you home."

"Mmmm." I lean into him and then a moment of pure irritation hits. "No." I say firmly and once again push away from him.

I begin to walk once more. Humming to myself as I start to swing my arms in time with the tune in my head. It was chilly but I was feeling pretty good right now and I didn't want him to ruin it.

"Jinsen!" He calls for me, but I just smile and wave my hand in the air, not really giving two fucks right now.

I hear him groan in his frustration and his footsteps start to get louder. "I'm not going to leave you out here all by yourself while being drunk. Have you ever even been drunk before?" His voice sounds very accusing.

"Nope." I state, popping the 'p'.

He falls into step beside me but doesn't try to stop me again.

I give him the side eye as we walk. "I thought you had left with him." I mumble.

He turns to look at me with a frown. "Left with who? You mean Matty?" His eyebrows rise in question. "Why would I leave with him?"

I scowl at his question. I mean my mind was foggy and not thinking straight right now. "Um, I don't know, maybe because he confessed to you. I mean, I did try to warn him that you don't swing that way, but the boy was willing to try. I guess he had too much hope."

Zared doesn't say anything as he continues to look straight ahead. I start to slow down while still staring at him.

"You did refuse him...right? Isn't that why you're still here?"

I fully stop now, waiting for his answer. He walks a few steps more before he stops and turns to face me. His face was that impassive look he normally gives. A look I absolutely hate because I couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

He had his hands in his pockets and it only made him look more gorgeous. Why do I keep thinking that about him? It was getting really annoying, damn it.

"I refused him politely. I told him that I didn't see him in that way, but he wasn't wrong about the assumption that he had, Jinsen." He takes a few steps towards me as my heart starts hammering into my chest.

Wait, wait a minute. What was he saying here? My head wasn't cooperating with me right now and I'm getting snippets slowly coming in of what his meaning was right now. And why was he walking towards me like that? Like a fucking lion about to pounce on its dinner?

It was strangely making me scared and excited all at the same time and knowing that terrified me. The fact that this asshole can provoke any kind of emotion other than annoyance, irritation, and hate is beyond me.

I back up as he stalks me slowly. He squints his eyes at me as if thinking. "Just how drunk are you anyways?" He asks.

"Uh," I just shrug my shoulders.

How the hell should I know how drunk I really was? Maybe this was all in my head. Yeah, that had to be it. Because there was no way that Zared Beauchamp was looking at me like he wanted to eat me alive.

"I wonder if I tell you right now exactly what I'm thinking if you would remember it tomorrow morning." He softly says, standing right in front of me now.

I stop moving because I was wobbling way too much going backwards, that I needed to stop before it got worse and fell onto my ass in front of him. That would be humiliating.

"W-W-What are you thinking?" I was feeling very anxious now.

He reaches out a hand and caresses my outer ear, then carefully rubs my earlobe where my cross earring was at. The shivers went straight to my neck and down my spine. I couldn't help but close my eyes in the pleasure that it evoked, and my stupid brain makes me release a soft sigh without any thought of what it could mean.

"Jinsen, do you think you'll remember tomorrow?" He whispers as he comes closer to me, our faces just inches away.

"W-Why do you keep asking me that?" I whisper back.

"Cause, I don't want you to hate me if you do."

"Presumptuous of you to think that I don't already."

His hand stills as he gazes at me. "Do you really hate me, Jinsen?" He asks lowly.

Hate was such a strong word. Did I hate him? It was more like dislike, but not actually hate. Ugh, all this thinking was hurting my brain. I just wanted to go home and sleep this off. Why was he acting like this all of the sudden? It wasn't like him. What was it that had changed him to start acting this way tonight?

"I guess, if you do hate me, that it's best you don't remember." He whispers as he leans in dangerously close to me.

My heart was thundering, my pulse thumping hard against my skin all over my body. But for some strange reason, that I couldn't understand, I didn't want to move away. I look down at his lips as he comes slowly, painfully, closer to my own. I could feel his breath on my face and the smell of fresh mint hitting my nose.

I flutter my eyes closed and I hear him chuckle a little. I knew I was going to greatly regret this come morning, but it was like I couldn't stop it. Or maybe I didn't want to stop it. Weird, I spent nearly my whole life to ignore this jerkwad just to stand here and let him be this close to me, without me pushing him away.

I must be going insane.

It had to be the fact that I was drunk and heartbroken. Maybe I just felt like being wanted by somebody, anybody, even with this shithead.

As soon as I could feel the hair breath away of our lips the ground suddenly shakes, followed by a single thunderclap. I quickly open my eyes as a bright purple light flashes across the sky. I grab a hold of his arms, feeling as if I was about to fall from the sudden movement.

"Whoa, what the hell was that?" Zared asks, as he looks around us in complete bewilderment.

But I wasn't really paying attention as my stomach begins to roll in a dangerous motion. The shaking of the ground had caused me to feel heavily nauseous.

"I don't feel so good." I murmur, leaning slightly forward.

"What?" He swings back to my face and just as his eyes widened in understanding and him yelling out, "Hey! Wait, hold on! No, no, no, no...awwww man." He sighs heavily.

I threw everything up right in front of him, getting my vomit all over his shirt, pants, and shoes. My stomach squeezed in discomfort as my mouth had the disgusting taste of acid and stomach beer. My legs were shaking. Even though he took most of the vomit, I also got some of it on me too.

"Oh no, my shoes." I whine in dismay.

"Really-you know what, let's just get you home." He sounded a bit annoyed, but now that I threw all this shit up, I was really tired and just wanted to go sleep, even if it was on the ground.

So, I let him take me by the hand and let him drag me back to his car. He opens the door for me and waits until I slide in the passenger seat to shut it gently. I lean my head against the cold window and the next thing I know, I'm out like a light.