In case you don't know, 'crush x reader' means it's you and your crush, whether that be a celebrity, fictional character, or real person.

Your POV

    My friends were supposed to only invite two or three people over to my house while my parents were away
Instead, they invited the whole school it seemed.  I was in the kitchen, mixing up a drink for myself, when I seen him walk in.
His entire appearance made my heart pound. He looked so hot today... and he was here at my party! I seen him looking around, probably for his friends or a girl, but then he seen the drunks and started to walk towards me.
      "Hey, this is your party ain't it?" He asked as he walked over towards me.
      "Oh uh yeah" I blushed and looked down at my drink, before downing it, maybe it would help my nerves. He leaned up against the counter next to me and smirked at me.
        "Seems to be going well" he said, looking around the place a little. He was eight, my house was packed full of people.
        "Yeah it is.." I said and poured a drink for myself and him, before drinking mine quickly again. He took his drink and drank a little.
       "You wanna dance?" He asked as he looked toward the living room, which was filled with kids dancing drunkenly
      "With you?" I asked as I made another drink and started to drink on it.
         "If you'd like" he nodded and reached out to touch my arm, a smirk on his face more. I nodded quickly and finished my drink. This boy had a crazy effect on me, I felt so nervous I just kept drinking. Including the ones I just downed, I was on my 6th cup.
       He slid his hand down my arm until he had ahold of my hand, then he pulled me out to the dancing. Once we got out there, I got shoved into him by the person from behind me and he grabbed my hips. We both started to dance but my moves were getting messed up since the person behind me was showing into me so much. He gave a soft laugh after it happened again and used his grip on my hips to move me as close as I could to him. My chest was pressed right into him, and he barely tried to hide the fact he was starring down into my shirt. He got a faint blush on his cheeks, but his embarrassment didn't stop him from starring.
      "Yooooo (y/n)!" One of my friends came crashing over an threw an arm around me. "You gotta try this!" She yelled, before shoving a bottle to my lips. I rolled my eyes but drank some of the bottle. Once she pulled away I coughed a little.
      "What is that?" I coughed out
      "Moonshine!" She cheered happily, "some dude gave it to me, it's the strongest stuff at the whole party! The guy said that drinking half this bottle was like drinking 8 double shots!" She cheered. I groaned out and looked at her.
      "Oh great.." I muttered, just as I stopped to count my drinks. I lost track a couple of times and realized I was drunk. Oh well at least I was at home already.
      My friend took off running to another person and I turned my attention to my crush. He gave me a stupid grin, before sliding his hand up my back. I blushed and arched it slightly, then realized what he'd wanted to achieve with that. He looked me in the eyes with a smirk, before looking down at my nearly exposed chest. 
       "Maybe we should stop dancing" I said with a blush and a tiny giggle. He nodded and placed his hand on the small of my back, before leading me upstairs.
    The upstairs was almost empty, barely anyone was around. That was probably because I'd licked all the doors up here besides the bathroom.
     "Why don't we go somewhere private to talk?" He suggested with a smirk, and I quickly nodded and pulled my key out and unlocked my bedroom. He pulled me in, then shut and locked the door back. I looked up at him and looked him over, realizing he too looked drunk.
       "So.." he started and pinned me against the door.
       "You've been starring at my chest all night" I said boldly, making him develop a blush again.
        "Is that... bothering you?" He asked as he bites his lip. I quickly shake my head no.
       "Does it..." I reached up to my shirt sleeve, pushing my nerves away, "turn you on?" I asked as I pulled my shirt off on one side, my bra going with it. One side of my chest was revealed to him and he swallowed thickly.
       He nodded slowly and just as I was about to glance down to check, he started to rub my nipple. I gasped out and he gave me a huge smirk, before lifting his hand up. His thumb ran over my bottom lip and pulled it down slightly, before slipping it into my mouth. My hazed mind somehow knew exactly what he wanted, and I started to lick and suck on his thumb like I would his cock. He gave a grunt out as he felt me lick on the top of his thumb. I locked eyes with him as I kept going. He hand was now tugging and squeezing my nipple hard. I moaned out onto his thumb and he bit his lip again.
        "I can imagine how good you'd be at the real thing..." he breathed out, before pulling his thumb out of my mouth and using his other hand to pull my shirt down the rest of the way, then I clipping my bra and letting it fall to the ground. His wet thumb started to rub over my newly freed nipple, while he started to suck and lick on the other one. I threw my head back in bliss and moaned out his name loudly. He gave me another smirked and bit down on the nipple. I whined out again and he pulled away. He looked like he was about to say something, but he got a text on his phone. I recognized the name as he girlfriend and I suddenly snapped back into reality. He gave an annoyed look to the phone, before standing straight.
      "I hate it, but I gotta go." He said, before squeezing my chest one more time. "I'll see you at the football game." He said, before leaving my room and the party.
Had that just really happened?