Notes:

Additional Cast:

Brenda Asnicar as Danielle

Booboo Stewart as Grant Simmons

Ansel Elgort as Matthew "Matt" Foster

Alex Pettyfer as Steve

Sophie's POV

I make my way to the kitchen, where the red cups are. I have never drunk alcohol before, but now I want to. How dare she say those things? She doesn't know me! That was unacceptable! Clenching my jaw, I reach the table with the red cups, where a guy pours himself a drink. I don't bother engaging in polite conversation, so I just ask him.

"What do you suggest?" I say pointing the liquor bottles and I see him eyeing me curiously.

"For you babe, Vodka! The drink, that everyone likes! Lemon or orange juice?" he asks cockily and I think about it for a second.

I don't like lemon and you are not supposed to drink orange juice at night according to Google's guide to proper nutrition.... " Neither" I say and his eyes widen.

"Are you sure? You don't seem like the drinking type" He says and I groan.

"Just give me a cup!" he narrows his eyes and puts the drink in the cup handing it to me and I take it aggressively.

"Ok, whatever you like" he smirks and I leave the kitchen, getting next to the stairs area. I look at the cup, which is kinda full and bring my nose to it. God, it stinks ethanol! Am I supposed to drink that all at once, or sip by sip? I look around and see people drinking normally from their cups instead of sipping, so that must be the way, right? I look at the cup again, and at the last minute, I close my nose and bring the cup to my mouth, and drink its whole content.

Shit it burns!! Fu..........damn it! What is this stuff? How do people drink that? Shit, I think my throat is ruined! I approach the stairs coughing and sit at the last step as I wait for the burn to stop, while people around me keep doing their stuff. I don't know how long I've been sitting here, it seemed for quite a bit, I have lost track of time, but now I start feeling weird..sort of..I think.. I feel really good, like, this could be a nice party... I think I feel happy and free and light, like I have no care in the world and, let me tell ya, it's awesome!!

Yeahhhhhhh it's all good! woww..

I keep having this euphoric feeling for a while when a very beautiful girl and a very handsome guy are in front of me, staring at me. They look so majestic! Are they from the sky? They are so tall and beautiful! Wow!

"Yo girl, step aside, you're blocking our way!" The guy says and I smile at both of them, getting up.

"You are soooooo beautiful! Are you guys for real?" I say loudly and they don't say anything, just push me aside and I lose my footing. And suddenly, the room is spinning.... why is it spinning? When will it stop? I try to move and find the switch that will make the spinning stop, but everything's a blur! Who made the room a blur? Oh my god, the aliens! The aliens made the room spinning and they must be coming! The NASA has been lying to us all along, they are coming! I freeze, shaking my head trying to focus but to no avail until...

"Sophie? Are you ok?" I hear a voice that I think I know. "Where is Joss? Are you drunk?" The voice keeps asking questions but I can't seem to be able to answer. Who does this voice belong to?

"Hey Sophie, focus"...Wait.....it's Robin's! The voice belongs to Robin! "Look Sophie, I am sorry about earlier, ok? Have you drunk anything?" She asks and I nod trying to move again but I lose my balance and I close my eyes ready to meet the floor..... but instead, two arms grab me keeping me steady.

"Ok, let's get out of here, you need fresh air." She says, bringing her arm on my waist and my arm on her shoulder, helping me walk..

Robin's POV

Geez, she is so God damn heavy, who thought that she would be such a drunken mess... surely not me. When I saw her on the stairs, I realized she was more than buzzed and unable to do anything in that state. I have to admit I felt awful for saying those things about her and making fun of her along with Joss, but I didn't mean it that way...I didn't want to make her feel awful, I was still bitter about what happened between us, and acted like a bitch but, I now regret it... I don't act like that, I was raised better than this....that's why when I saw her drunk and spaced out, I went to help her...soooooo now what am I supposed to do with her? I am walking her out of the house, making my way to my car, that's right across the frat, so that Joss will be able to find us easily.

My thoughts are interrupted by the mess that's in next to me, though. Sophie stopped moving and we are currently in the middle of the road. She turns and looks at me making a weird face...does she wanna puke?

Suddenly, she grabs my hand and after a moment, she is sitting on the ground in the middle of the street! My head automatically snaps left and right to make sure there's no car coming at us, but thank Buddha that the road is quiet at night, and the majority of people here come on foot! Then, I turn my gaze to her, terrified. She is a mess, her mascara running and her lipstick no longer there, her face sweating and kind of pale right now-yep, she is gonna puke. I kneel in front of her, and squeeze her hand to make her focus on me.

"Sophie are you feeling OK?" I ask concerned because frankly, she doesn't look good at all.

"I don't feel well." she whispers and I do pity her, the girl is gonna wake up with a killer headache.

"We are gonna wait here for Joss, OK? Do you know where your home is?" I tell her and I pray to Buddha that she is not drunk enough not to remember basic info, but when we make eye contact, I see how wrong I was. She looks confused and sad at the same time and shakes her head no, and then, a "I don't have my keys" comes moments later.... Ok, I really hope Joss is not drunk as well and that he remembers such things, since I am not aware of his current residence.

I grab her hand and ask for her phone, which she doesn't give easily, (binch I am not gonna steal it, my phone is dead), and checking the road again, I go through her contacts to find Joseph's and tell him where to find us and if he can take her home, but he is not answering.....resigned now, I come to terms with the fact I have one option left... so, I find Vanessa's contact on her phone, since I know they know each other, and press CALL, feeling awful for calling her at this hour.

When Vanessa answers, I tell her real quick what the situation is, and let her know that I will take Sophie home with me so that nobody will worry in the morning. She freaks out and offers to come help me with Sophie but as I can tell for sure she was already sleeping, I reassure her there's no need to and that I have this covered. After asking a couple times more if I am certain, she thanks me saying she will fill Joss in and that she is very sorry she can't come help me with this, but it is pretty late for her to come here walking and she doesn't have a driver's license, plus their dorm room is too small and I don't know if her roommate will be ok with a drunken mess in her toes. But I'm sure if she could do something, she would... such a cinnamon roll, I really like her.. No... I fucking adore her, both Sam and I, she is so polite and kind, unlike Sophie.. anyway, I wish her good night and end the call. I turn to Sophie and help her get up, thanking Dalai Lama, no car ran us over.

"Come on, Your Highness, let's get you home".

15 minutes and a very painful ride home later, (we stopped about 5 times for her to calm her stomach) we finally made it home. I try as hard as I can not to make a noise, and take her upstairs to my room. Once we are in, I close the door and make her sit on the bed. At this point, I think she has no contact with the environment, and if her eyes weren't open, I'd think she is dead. She is a very quiet drunk... it's so funny seeing her like this.

I leave her there and run to the bathroom to grab a wet towel and help her remove her make up. Once we are done with that, she tells me innocently that the room is spinning, so I help her lay down but all of the sudden, she jerks up, and looks at me panicked. Oh god she is gonna puke!

"My clothes are dirty, I can't sleep with them on." She says, like this is the worst thing going on right now..(drama queen much) and starts taking her shirt off, which is very tricky for her, at this moment...after a few failed attempts, she looks at me pouting, looking like a puppy.

"Help?" She lowers her head, waiting for me to reply.

I, on the other hand, take a deep breath and swallow hard. Why I am helping her again? My hands reach the first button of the shirt, and it makes me nervous for some reason. When I reach the third button, a.k.a her boobs are about to show, I look up, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable, and my eyes land on hers. They are so pretty, big and green, reminding me of the woods on summer time, where everything is vivid.

Wait, what???

After 2 excruciating minutes (yes, I was counting) her shirt is off and I try not to look and make her uncomfortable. I take a liberating breath and she smiles as well, probably feeling freedom out of her shirt, but then....

"My jeans are too tight." And my eyes widen, still glued to her face.

Nope, I won't do it! she can do it by herself.

"I think you can do that on your own." I say praying she can actually do it. She nods a few times, so I turn around giving her the privacy she needs. I focus on the poster on my wardrobe ( a PVRIS poster) and when I finally hear movement, I turn around to see her all tucked in, dozing off. Careful not to wake her up, I grab a blanket from my closet and leave the room. I put the blanket on the couch, go to the kitchen to get a glass of water and an Advil and then I make my way upstairs again. I put the pill and the glass on the nightstand and before I leave, I take one last look at her. Her back is turned to me as she is facing the wall, and the covers are in her waist, leaving her upper torso exposed. Thinking she will be cold, I get to my bed, and slowly pull the covers up to her shoulders. My hand lingers at her shoulder for a moment, followed by a smile on my face...and then I freeze, feeling cold sweat on my body.

NO, no no no Ro, no, stop smiling...this is crazy..don't like her...she will never be your friend! You dislike each other, this will mean nothing to her...Do not like her!

I pull my hand abruptly, and trembling, I get out of the room as fast as possible.......

Joseph's POV

I turn to the direction Robin informed me and I see a smokin' hot brunette with long hair and a goddess body, eating me with her eyes. She is in total black; high waisted shorts, a short top and red high heel shoes. I almost get choked by the sight. Her boobs were popping out of the top and all I could imagine was my hands on them and all over her body. How her long legs will be tight around my waist, begging me to go deeper and faster inside her.

"Hey beautiful" I greet her, as I get next to her.

"Hey hottie" she greets me too, moving her seductive red lips.

"I am Joseph" I grin as I am introducing myself.

"What a magnificent name! Really suits you." she smiles back and my grin widens. "I am Danielle."

"That's a sexy name and it's perfect for you." She giggles. "Why you are not drinking?" I ask since she's not holding a red cup like all the others.

"Well, I was expecting you to come and drink together. Much better than drinking alone." She says seductively rolling a curl with her finger. She's confident. I like that! She must be a real tiger in bed.

"I like the way you're thinking. So what would you like?" I ask her when we get to the bar with the bottles.

"I will let you on charge. I have a hunch that I will love it." She winks and I am going crazy. I can't take my eyes off of her. I feel aroused the more I look at her and all I can think is I want to take her right now.

"I can assure you that you won't regret it." I wink back and give her a smirk. "Here is your drink" I give her a glass with Gin Tonic and I fill mine with Johnnie Walker.

"That's my drink! Not only handsome, but smart as well." She takes a sip.

"See? That's your lucky day!" We both laugh.

"So, any other interesting facts I should know?" she asks me moving her glance from my eyes to my lips.

"I think you'll find this one quite interesting" I smirk and I lean closer, grabbing her by her waist and kiss her passionately. She responds to the kiss right away and my tongue quickly finds the entrance to her mouth touching hers. That makes her moan and she grabs me by the hair and pulls me closer. My cock is hard as fuck and my hand is moving lower crossing her body to touch her ass and she moans again in my mouth. Finally I lick her lower lip, before we break from the kiss.

She gives me a pleased and satisfied look and I can see she's as horny as I am.

"I believe that surpasses interesting by far." She bites her lower lip. "You are modest too, huh?" she smirks.

"I prefer audience's feedback" I stare into her black eyes.

"Well, the audience wants an encore!" She leans for another kiss. This kiss is more aggressive than the previous one, and she's completely attached to my body. I leave my glass on the table next to me, and my hands pull her closer so I can feel her whole body and this drives me nuts. I am so hard, and all I want is to undress her and make her moan louder, than she does now in my mouth from our intense kiss. Her ass feels amazing in my palm, while I am squeezing it as she continues kissing me among my neck line. It's time to get her somewhere remotely, in order to blow her mind. I am so horny that I can already imagine myself giving her a hell of a fuck.

"Danielle, Danielle where are you?" a voice shouts loud enough to be heard higher from the music.

Suddenly the make out stops and she turns around with a confused face. Why did she stop? I was on cloud nine! I was about to get her out of here! Oh right! Her name is Danielle!

In the dark I distinguish a blond chick with short hair approaching us.

"Here you are!" she shouts at Danielle. "I've been looking all over for you!" she seems pretty worried! What the fuck happened? It'd better be a good reason that this cockblocker appeared.

"What happened?" Danielle asks with an annoyed look as well.

"Well... Sorry for interrupting." She says when she notices me behind Danielle and really close to her. "It's Maisie! She's drunk and in a bad condition. You should take her back to the dorms. You are the only sober one with a car!" she tells her in one breath.

"Seriously? Alright, wait over there and I am coming in 5 minutes" she exasperates really angrily and the chick leaves. Then she turns to look at me.

"That's such a bummer" she sighs. "She's my roommate and bff and I can't let her, but she owes me big time! We were having such a great time and things were about to get really hot." she frowns, while she's apologising.

Hot doesn't even begin to describe it. She wouldn't even be able to walk tomorrow, but horny as I am, I know her friend needs help.

"Don't worry! Judging from your friend's face, I can tell It's serious. Not your fault!" I excuse her and wonder where I find the strength to do that as the cock in my pants tells me otherwise.

"Well I am not gonna leave empty handed" She smirks and she hands me her phone.

"Of course not! We are not even close to done yet! You have no idea how many things I want to do to you." I save my number to her contacts and I can see her grin.

"I can't wait for that. I want you to keep me up the whole night." She says seductively and she calls me once to have her phone as well.

Then she comes closer to give me another kiss and I am still wondering the reason I am letting her go.

"Goodnight Joseph" She whispers on my lips and leaves.

She leaves me and I have to ease the heat that's burning inside me. Not really easy, with all these chicks around me.

"Joooooss dude!!! When did you get here?" a familiar voice shouts.

Grant and Matt are coming towards me, both holding a red cup.

"Hey douche! About half an hour ago! I came with Soph"

"Sophie is here?" Grant's eyes widen in astonishment.

"Don't even go near her. She's mad as fuck and kills whoever goes closer than 500 metres. Especially you! She won't even blink!" I warn him and he loses his excitement. I wonder if she's ok, but I know it's too early and dangerous to approach her.

"Why did you frown? It was already a lost cause" Matt comments, but Grant sighs in disappointment.

"Someday I'll get her" he promises with pride.

"Yeah! The earth is square too." I joke and Matt laughs. "Just look around. So many drunk women are here. One of them must be drunk enough to sleep with you." I show the place, where all the people drinking, dancing and making out. Grant gives me one of his famous offended glances, but I can see he cheers up right away.

"How come you are alone dude? Not your style!" Grant observes and takes a sip.

"If you had come 2 minutes earlier you would see me making out with one of the hottest girls I've ever seen." I say enthusiastically, while I remember Danielle's fleshy lips on my own and then on my neck.

"All the girls are one of the hottest you've ever seen" Matt comments giving me an ironic look and Grant chuckles.

"It's not my fault. Everytime I meet one, she's hotter than the other and they are provoking me to sin."

"Because you try to resist with all your strength" Matt eyerolls and both Grant and I laugh with his sarcastic comment.

"So, where is this hot chick right now? Have you already nailed her?" Grant asks me and waits for my reply with anticipation.

"Don't get me started. She had to pick her drunk friend and drive her home. That's a party pooper!" I exhale.

"Oh man! What a bummer" Grant frowns.

"It was, but I've got her number, so I will give her a call for sure one of these days. Anyway it's still early, there will be more sexy opportunities" I take a look around and watch all the female presences. This is heaven on earth.

At that point, my eye catches Nathan and he must have seen me too, because he's coming to my direction, wearing jeans and a black shirt.

"Hey, Joseph! How are you, man?" he pats my shoulder. "Hey, guys. I am Nathan!" He introduces himself to my friends stretching his hand out for a handshake.

"I am Grant" he stretches his hand to receive the handshake.

"And I am Matt" he does the same as well.

"Hey Nathan! I am fine, dude! Your party rocks! This is the only reason I like fraternities" I inform him grabbing him by his shoulder.

"Ha, yeah it's the best party beyond the shadow of a doubt! Having fun yet?" he raises an eyebrow at a blond chick who passes by, who got my attention too.

"He was, but he got cockblocked" Grant chimes in.

"Really?" Nathan laughs. "Well, it can happen even to the best of us. There are so many chicks coming here every minute, I think it won't take him long to find a new one to get his hands busy."

"Exactly! The night is still young and the chicks are plenty." I smirk to Nathan, while showing him all the girls passing by us.

Suddenly my attention was caught by a group of girls, coming in the frat house. The first in the line is a brunette girl with brown skin colour. She's wearing an airy strapless pink dress.

"Nathan, check this hottie out with the pink dress, who just came in. I can already imagine her in my bed." I whisper to him.

"Yeah, she is not bad." he smirks while looking at her from head to toe. "What the fuck!" Nathan chokes on his drink. "Woah, man look at the one who's stepping inside!"

Oh my God! There she is! It's Mrs. Have-an-opinion-on-everything Alice. She's stepping inside, walking with confidence and sassiness. She's wearing a tight short red dress pointing out her boobs, which they are motherfucking big. Her body is breathtaking the way she's moving her curved hips as she's walking. Her brown hair is straight and she looks so alluring and attractive.

What am I thinking? It's the same banshee that I was doing chores in the library! The bigmouth, troublesome woman who got me in that whole mess. She can't be attractive. I don't want me to find her attractive. I must have been gawping for several seconds, looking at her again and again. I have to say something and of course I am not going to admit that I found her stunning.

"She's fine. Man, we can't have the same taste. You can have her if you want." I say trying to look as uninterested as I can, but very deep inside I feel a kind of embitterment and a bit odd, saying to Nathan trying his moves on her.

"You're fucking joking right? This is not a matter of taste. She's fucking hot and it is not negotiable, dude! Woah. I know her from the gym. I thought she couldn't look better than in those black tights who were showing off her butt so fantastically, but I was dead wrong. This dress was made for her!" Nathan says, piercing Alice with his eyes.

"Really, you know her and yet you're still alive? I am impressed!" I give him a surprised look and I am taking a sip from my drink.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I open my mouth to give him a hint of Alice's notorious behaviour but he speaks again right away. "Keep it for another time, dude. I have to go over there asap!" he pats me on the chest and goes straight towards Alice.

I observe Nathan going over there and grabbing her by her waist. She is surprised at first, but then she accepts Nathan's physical contact without yelling at him or giving him death glares. What the fuck? She's into Nathan? I thought she despised players and Nathan is definitely one of the most active ones.

"Joseph, how is it going?" a voice snaps me out of my thoughts.

What did I do? I was staring at Alice and Nathan like an idiot. Dude, get yourself together!

I discover that the voice comes from Steve, the frat president, whom I've known since I was a freshman. He's a blond guy with blue eyes; the typical frat guy in general. He's not too bad to hang out with, but I wouldn't quite call us best friends.

"Steve!"I greet him. "Excellent! Your party rocks." I reply with a smile.

"Great! I am happy to hear that." he smiles back. "Is that Nathan with that smokin hot chick over there?" he asks me showing at Nathan and Alice's direction and I roll my eyes.

"Yeah that's him!"I answer with a steady voice.

"Who's that girl? I haven't seen her around. She must be a freshman. Sorry for bailing you dude, but I have to meet her. She is so alluring! Something tells me she will make my night very intriguing." He says enthusiastically and leaves. 

What does this girl have? Perhaps she's attractive, but wait until she opens her mouth. It's hell break loose. I don't think Steve will live to tell the story.

A/N: Thanks for reading. Any feedback is welcome :)